<?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-8216419863141448824</id><updated>2011-10-01T11:19:20.521-07:00</updated><category term='Contemplations'/><category term='Picture Blog'/><category term='Art for Kids'/><category term='Usual Rantings'/><category term='My Illustration Diary'/><category term='Inspiration Board'/><category term='An Artist a Day'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Artworks'/><category term='All About Love'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Gossips Hidden In the Notebook'/><category term='Life Taken in Pictures'/><category term='Event'/><category term='My Doodles'/><title type='text'>All the love in the world.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4883461036636237652</id><published>2011-09-14T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:18:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mid Autumn Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, we made many silly animal faces with the round lanterns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6148772599_19f1c51c24_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6149322816_bbfe30cfca_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6089/6148771997_647d5ddc99_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The animals love each other so much and now they're all squashed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4883461036636237652?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4883461036636237652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-mid-autumn-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4883461036636237652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4883461036636237652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Happy Mid Autumn Festival!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6148772599_19f1c51c24_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3471071007367157547</id><published>2011-09-14T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:16:56.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Really Rad Retro Hanger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi guys, say hi to my really rad retro hanger! Her name is Destiny II. She loves roses, butterflies, messy hairdos, and she has a mole ( like me!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6123459108_7c02e5d70a_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves being pretty and changes her clothes like a chameleon changes its color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6199/6122874001_e1cdb084dc_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6122907943_fec1540905_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she's the new model of &lt;a href="http://cutegranny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cute Granny Vintage&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6122913817_68c497ed33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell her how pretty she is and she'll be happy all day long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3471071007367157547?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3471071007367157547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-really-rad-retro-hanger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3471071007367157547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3471071007367157547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-really-rad-retro-hanger.html' title='My Really Rad Retro Hanger'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6123459108_7c02e5d70a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1852195849396199037</id><published>2011-09-03T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:35:11.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Convocation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6109176085_215f70ba7b_z.jpg" width="640" height="425" alt="DSC_3909" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAFA Diploma in Fine Art ( Western Painting Major) : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't be happier. Thanks to all the people I love. I owe you my whole life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1852195849396199037?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1852195849396199037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/convocation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1852195849396199037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1852195849396199037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/09/convocation.html' title='Convocation.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6109176085_215f70ba7b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7270821883723531777</id><published>2011-08-23T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:02:31.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>A Childhood Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6075609212_417eaa0dfb_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I would just hide under my bed/blanket/or anything that feel safe for a kid and just doodled and scribbled around for hours. When I have nothing to draw on, I would even draw on the floors and walls! Mummy tak boleh tahan me so she'll gave me all those old exercise books and I'll just keep on drawing. To imagine that I was more diligent to draw in my younger years as compared to now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During rainy days, while hiding under my cozy comfort zone, I could hear those "Mooo....Mooo....Mooo...." of continuous singing voices over the window. And I really thought they're cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" How come cows come out and sing only when it rains?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's really those little green friends ( or things that I'm most afraid of) actually! I never realize it up till I'm big and tall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7270821883723531777?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7270821883723531777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/childhood-misunderstanding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7270821883723531777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7270821883723531777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/childhood-misunderstanding.html' title='A Childhood Misunderstanding'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6075609212_417eaa0dfb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4978818832586464428</id><published>2011-08-07T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T12:18:45.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Rainy Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/6018515349_5afc8d051a_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sooooooo reluctant to wake up. The rain was pouring down gently and the bed and blanket was so soft and snugly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the kids ( or monsters to be exact) will be roaring down the roof at 10.00am so I do not have a choice! This week I'm going to teach them how to make a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thaumatrope"&gt;thaumatrope/wonder turner&lt;/a&gt;! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: This is my 200th blog post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4978818832586464428?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4978818832586464428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/rainy-sunday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4978818832586464428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4978818832586464428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/rainy-sunday-morning.html' title='Rainy Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/6018515349_5afc8d051a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4531537078854905422</id><published>2011-08-05T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:28:24.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>August is here?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/6011493851_bdd423c825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I've updated this space and once again I vow to change a bit of here and there in this corner of mine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news: I've gotten my drawing tablet and I am now a happy illustrator ( drawing cartoons for primary school books) and mural painter ( @ the Living Bistro Joo Chiat Road) doing projects here and there. Freelance gives you the freedom, doing the things you love, yet doubling up the income and more flexible time! I can't be happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a birthday gift for Angela before she goes off for her long-awaited holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4531537078854905422?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4531537078854905422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4531537078854905422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4531537078854905422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-is-here.html' title='August is here?!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6136/6011493851_bdd423c825_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5827983094869044874</id><published>2011-07-06T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:55:41.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Graduation</title><content type='html'>老弟：毕业等于失业&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit I am a restless workaholic, but working during weekends nowadays have become a habit. Now I gotta find a serious job for the weekdays, though I am temporarily enjoying the last few moments of casualness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5827983094869044874?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5827983094869044874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5827983094869044874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5827983094869044874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-graduation.html' title='On Graduation'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3342684465467841596</id><published>2011-06-26T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T10:36:35.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>打豆豆的故事</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5873119797_ac96ecf920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“科学家到北极去进行研究，并对企鹅们做访问，想要了解企鹅们是如何过生活。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;科学家访问第一位企鹅，企鹅回答说：我每天吃饭，睡觉，和打豆豆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;科学家接下来访问多数企鹅，他们都同样地回答：吃饭，睡觉，和打豆豆，然后微笑地离开。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;科学家非常好奇和困扰，到底什么是打豆豆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当科学家访问最后一只企鹅时，它竟然只说：吃饭，睡觉。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;科学家好奇地问:那打豆豆呢?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;企鹅立即脸红,生气地说:我就是豆豆啊!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lamest joke ever, the loudest laugh ever. This easily makes my day a better one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes happiness comes from the simplest things in life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3342684465467841596?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3342684465467841596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/lamest-joke-ever-loudest-laugh-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3342684465467841596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3342684465467841596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/lamest-joke-ever-loudest-laugh-ever.html' title='打豆豆的故事'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5873119797_ac96ecf920_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3491408658759780911</id><published>2011-06-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:03:09.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Intensive Acne Plantation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/5869713051_54aa9c8a3a_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I won't visit any of those branded beauty centers, they just make things worse right on the face! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so down right now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3491408658759780911?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3491408658759780911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/intensive-acne-plantation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3491408658759780911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3491408658759780911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/intensive-acne-plantation.html' title='Intensive Acne Plantation'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/5869713051_54aa9c8a3a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6271511013542016602</id><published>2011-06-24T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:17:32.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Away the Crows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Good thing that now I've chased away the crows to revive this little place here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look what I've found rummaging through Brother's new treasures from Sabah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoOlfUY4cN4/TgRHqtWnJHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WR8EDWlindw/s1600/IMG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoOlfUY4cN4/TgRHqtWnJHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WR8EDWlindw/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621697033919734898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zen Zen is SUPER CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6271511013542016602?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6271511013542016602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/chasing-away-crows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6271511013542016602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6271511013542016602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/06/chasing-away-crows.html' title='Chasing Away the Crows...'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JoOlfUY4cN4/TgRHqtWnJHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/WR8EDWlindw/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8765833550020508813</id><published>2011-05-10T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:51:24.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Mr Sun has been merciless recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2799/5706461652_38b3078012.jpg" width="482" height="500" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zen: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; font-size: medium; "&gt;马来西亚有三季: 热,很热,非常热!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coco: Upgraded! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "&gt;是热到呕，热到飞，热到爆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know what I mean behind the contradiction, check out the song from Ah-niu :) I still love this country a lot despite the ideal temperature for roasting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wkCUIpNXsWs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8765833550020508813?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8765833550020508813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-sun-has-been-merciless-recently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8765833550020508813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8765833550020508813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-sun-has-been-merciless-recently.html' title='Mr Sun has been merciless recently'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2799/5706461652_38b3078012_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2636852165605911112</id><published>2011-05-01T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T09:34:48.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>To all girls who dream to be Cinderella one day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBDppbd9Jd0/Tb2LerpX0II/AAAAAAAAAKE/WqtDLrM5qPM/s1600/untitled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBDppbd9Jd0/Tb2LerpX0II/AAAAAAAAAKE/WqtDLrM5qPM/s400/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601786870747353218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2636852165605911112?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2636852165605911112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-all-girls-who-dream-to-be-cinderella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2636852165605911112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2636852165605911112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-all-girls-who-dream-to-be-cinderella.html' title='To all girls who dream to be Cinderella one day'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBDppbd9Jd0/Tb2LerpX0II/AAAAAAAAAKE/WqtDLrM5qPM/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5854174010651250750</id><published>2011-04-27T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:49:16.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Specs</title><content type='html'>I need specs to cover my eyes today. Everyone can see what happens from my eyes today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a child at times. I am a blind man at times. I am a follower most of the times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I listen to yours truly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5854174010651250750?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5854174010651250750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/specs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5854174010651250750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5854174010651250750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/specs.html' title='Specs'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1202971154798944262</id><published>2011-04-22T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T04:41:41.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been really sick, mentally and physically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My once in a blue moon allergy came this week. My body has been devoured by itchy rashes. My hands have been busy painting enamel and typing reviews and editing catalogue infos, but now I have to prevent them from scratching too!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst, it's been so long I took a medicine ( Subconsciously I dislike Western pills). I took one at night, and the next day, I slept till 1pm in the afternoon! I highly doubt if it's a sleeping pill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather have been overwhelmingly intolerable this week. But today, as Earth Day bumps into Good Friday, the rain starts to pour again. Amidst continuing my last part of my white painting, I took out some recycled Vanguard sheets and satay sticks and folded some mini boats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the rain, I came out to catch some last minute fun before the sun set down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Well, Ducky came along to play! And yup, I turned the puddles beside the roads into ponds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5643186512/" title="DSC_7539 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5643186512_a247b34aa7.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_7539" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see the brown boat is sinking. FAIL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5643185252/" title="DSC_7564 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5065/5643185252_740ac35f9b.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_7564" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cobalt blue boat is dying too! I should change the flag color to white instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5642616359/" title="DSC_7559 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5008/5642616359_b88e25d2fe.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_7559" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5642616359/" title="DSC_7559 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Till the end, only the red boat stays! Weird enough, it is made of a thinner paper compared to the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5642616359/" title="DSC_7559 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31002227@N07/5642615969/" title="DSC_7553 by Ten Lady Toes, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5181/5642615969_5633f6f48b.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7553" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week I'll be going back to the island for the final assessment. I wish all the best for everyone! Till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sign off here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1202971154798944262?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1202971154798944262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/sick-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1202971154798944262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1202971154798944262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/sick-holiday.html' title='Sick Holiday'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5643186512_a247b34aa7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2958073697692403607</id><published>2011-04-18T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:13:14.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Peepers</title><content type='html'>I am practically the kind of person who will go offline when there's a serious project going on. Friends complained that I M.I.A, but actually, I just try to avoid being overly distracted by things that I obsess with: bloghopping, window shopping and the rest. So in order to that, I can even quarantine myself in my room, not pressing the mouse or phone for the entire week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I am coming up here to get a real quick breath of the blogosphere and also to update my expired blog space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend the kids had fun breaking eggs and decorating them. I told them stories of Good Friday, Easter bunnies and chicks, hide the eggs game and we had a great great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5265/5633958518_5441f45d88.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7469" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5024/5633962986_0a9dfb2256.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5029/5633381297_69d42b040b.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5302/5633987902_2d8b5f38f7.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7475" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5633405661_781fe3d1a0.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7480" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our latest creation- Turning eggs into heads and babes! I think when I am free I will do a whole collection of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5108/5633406797_869ddab439.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5070/5633991084_ef2198aa9c.jpg" width="500" height="332" alt="DSC_7485" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5229/5633961966_fcd6d6263f.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="DSC_7470" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the love in the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ziwei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2958073697692403607?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2958073697692403607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-peepers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2958073697692403607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2958073697692403607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-peepers.html' title='Easter Peepers'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5265/5633958518_5441f45d88_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5244243373467257683</id><published>2011-03-19T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:59:08.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Birthday Peeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I AM just like a factory nowadays, and I am the machine in the factory, manufacturing all the pieces of paintings. And the more you produce, the more you started to doubt yourself, and silly questions will pop up in the mind, like ' Does this all matter? So what if it's done? Will it change the world? Am I the only one thinking in that way?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am relieved to see that SOMETHING is coming out of everyone now, and the hope splinter has sort of rekindled again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND to make things better and happier, here goes my list of picture marathon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7th March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things felt just as usual that afternoon. Besides a cute hidden gift from our beloved Beelan, the pungent smell, messy setting, and the occasional and rare appearance of human beings in the studio; it's the same mundane daily routine. Angela and I were, as usual as usual, lowering our heads and buried ourselves in our own work and stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Dr. Matt popped out of nowhere with a gift and cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200462_209261232422035_100000144802743_973672_1704236_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Matt wished me 888 in the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196978_209258972422261_100000144802743_973645_1949980_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously I was dumbfounded when he popped out of nowhere with the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200654_209260612422097_100000144802743_973668_798394_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the doctor has partner in crime aka the sister in lifetime. Angela was so mysterious that day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200654_209260609088764_100000144802743_973667_1240555_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were only a few surviving souls in the afternoon. Yingwen, JR and Chong Tat came to share the fats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200654_209260605755431_100000144802743_973666_1593810_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much Dr Matt! TGIF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196800_209257755755716_100000144802743_973627_6978940_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I have sound devices in my blog so that I can sing aloud the catchy song that JR had created for my name! He never fails to cheer up the deadly studio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196800_209257752422383_100000144802743_973626_7460069_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually I managed to capture a shot with CT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that guilt ridden feast of my favorite cake, we went to devour our next meal of guilt- MAD JACK at POMO. It was so random, we wanted to get the night movie tickets of 'Unknown', we were planning to get something brief and easy, but Mad Jack seems to catch our attention and without further ado, I just stepped onto the doorstep! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was crazy, in terms of calories and minutes of considering. But we were having such a wonderful time. And the BEST thing, they offer friendly western vegan meals and I am oh so appreciative of that! Definitely worth the price and wonderful service quality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUSSIE RULES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196978_209258962422262_100000144802743_973642_8262108_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheese and Mushroom baked rice! With homemade tartar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200059_209254799089345_100000144802743_973608_4907071_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brownie with Vanilla ice cream. But nothing beats Choco Exotic, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/200059_209254795756012_100000144802743_973607_7525890_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8th March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meetup with the -EAMS girls @ AMK hub. Koi+ New York New York = Perfect Guilt of the Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/184242_10150109782046608_695591607_6423397_1998085_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you see the black pearls in my mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183772_10150109782326608_695591607_6423399_6434494_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spotted the supervisor giving out free cotton candy to kids in the restaurant. Wee and I immediately raised hands just like the kids to receive the cotton candy! Overwhelmingly saccharine I should say, but we're having a good time getting all the sugar rush hype! Look at Aiwee's face with her TIMELESS expression!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/196072_10150109775961608_695591607_6423340_5316120_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188248_10150109775381608_695591607_6423333_4289630_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hopped onto the bus to visit Caslin. Too bad that Cheryth was already asleep and Baby Rayder was not at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/196852_10150109773101608_695591607_6423307_3861387_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/188563_10150109773256608_695591607_6423311_2749526_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can read Meng's tired face later at night, and I managed to help her complete a 50 word Malay essay which she was supposed to hand up the next day! Before I got down to Yishun and bade the dear girls farewell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/183358_10150109772411608_695591607_6423297_5388374_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;18th March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Jo and Alvin at Xinwang. Had my all time favorite papaya milk soup ( Nope, it's not for THAT reason girls ahem!) She brought along her Polaroid, gave me lovely daisies and her handmade scrapbook on canvas panel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5214/5540439884_7b3f99a38d_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;These two weeks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been munching everything that makes us happy and blameworthy and stress releasing! I've been desperately seeking out new menus that I am most comfortable with ever since I decided to go greener. And here's my latest list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Popeye's Onion Rings ( I love it, but not Angela!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Popeye's Mashed Potate ( Angela loves it, but not me!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Plain Mee Sua with mushroom fritters ( My favorite, thanks to Aiwee!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sushis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Seaweeds in any form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189835_211928808821944_100000144802743_993630_4626225_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189835_211928802155278_100000144802743_993628_293442_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, everyone loves my candylike necklace! It's the first birthday gift I've received from Angela and it's from Cotton On Babies!! LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/189835_211928805488611_100000144802743_993629_7319637_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200589_212257952122363_100000144802743_995387_5146402_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokkaiddo strawberry ice cream that matches perfectly with my magenta nails and red checkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200589_212257955455696_100000144802743_995388_1090552_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Angela's Mahogany sweater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/189651_209265049088320_100000144802743_973686_5520661_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight gaining Pineapple tarts- YUMMAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for the entire crazy week!! Now back to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5244243373467257683?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5244243373467257683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-peeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5244243373467257683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5244243373467257683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-peeks.html' title='Birthday Peeks'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5214/5540439884_7b3f99a38d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2433335354376718411</id><published>2011-03-11T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T03:30:42.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Birthday Month</title><content type='html'>March, undoubtedly is listed one of my favorite months of all. In my schooling days, I sulk to see my birthday coincides with the exam period. Best thing to happen ever. But now there's no such problem and it bumps into tutorial week, I still go to school nonetheless to sniff thinner and drink paint.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have so many things to do in the list I don't know where to start! I have long noticed my growing black roots so Angela decided to dye for me that afternoon! I chopped off quite a big portion of my stubborn tresses and fried ends mercilessly as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5517273316_37f7cf4439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have a real good start for the day. I met the kids for art class in the day, and had a brief dinner with my family at my favorite restaurant. It's funny that the older you grow, the lesser you remind yourself the significance of your birthday. I no longer feel that excited. But still, there's always something special about your particular day; something that's glowing within. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I drag along the whole list of wishes in FB, I saw his, I remove that ridiculous post, and I get on with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Matt came to school that day and surprised me with a cake and gift( Ya with the full cooperation of Angela!) Not some other cakes but Choco Exotic from Four Leaves! It's the signature cake introduced by Aiwee since secondary school and we buy it every year without fail! Angela wanted to be the first to wish and buy me the prettiest necklace I've been eyeing for so long. Bee Lan secretly left a little gift in my cabinet. Clay treated me dinner after she came back from Batam. Aiwee and Meng treated me dinner and Koi too! And ya, I can't use words to describe how my siblings have pampered me like a princess all the time, though I strongly deny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, all these little gestures were the biggest effort made just to make my week unforgettable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5251/5516684017_ba5b561ca0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to all March babies: Wenfeng, Xiaorui, Leonard, Cousin Sam, Elaine, Raphael and the other 18 million people in the world!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe it's not that bad to be 18 years old with 4 years of experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2433335354376718411?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2433335354376718411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2433335354376718411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2433335354376718411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/03/birthday-month.html' title='Birthday Month'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5297/5517273316_37f7cf4439_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7856072040261806518</id><published>2011-02-12T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:08:43.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5438224767_c56af26ea4_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, it's a 5 minutes scribble, but a lifetime for me to say this out, and in search for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it's not only about couples, but the fact is, I hate Valentine's Day &lt;b&gt;TO THE MAX&lt;/b&gt;. I die die won't admit that there's nothing that hurts me every year that very day. Back in my old school time, you'll see 校花 receiving lovely bouquets from some cool biker guy. When I grow up a little, you'll see students with cute short pleated skirts passing by with their love shaped balloons flowing so happily beside them. Now, you'll see couples on the train french kissing like nobody's business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I say there's no big deal dealing with all these, my eyes got sore seeing all these! And I know that I am plain envy, or even jealous. Pardon me, I am a girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, I can't deny the fact there are wonders of being single and free for these 2 years. To think of another way, if I am still stuck with you ( yes, YOU!!!!) till today, where am I gonna be? I might be too distracted I miss out all the experience and fun in life all along, continued neglecting my friends whom I was so late to realize those hidden angel wings, meeting new friends and new places, and to fulfill my dream of pursuing my dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个人，可以是自由，可以是寂寞。看你怎么过罢了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know there are so many wonderful girls that I know who worth more than anything a guy could give in the whole world, but single ( and I feel especially unfair for them, some guys must be blind!!). You girls will blossom beautifully one day. On that day day, it's your turn to be a gorgeous butterfly. And I'll be waiting eagerly for you to tell me that magical moment. Everything's worth the waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The singles are all still waiting at the petrol station, fully filled their petrol tanks, waiting for the right partner to drive down the road. So, 加油！Whereas to all couples, you guys have been on the road together, do keep the marathon going on! Every time you reach the finishing line, never forget to look back at the starting line. This will remind you how the two of you have started all this while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why isn't there a Happy Singles Day???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of the argument, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;P/S: Gotten a 3-in-1 scanner, printer, copier using my angpau money, so I am gonna make full use of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7856072040261806518?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7856072040261806518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7856072040261806518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7856072040261806518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5438224767_c56af26ea4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1172176048983557077</id><published>2011-02-12T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:22:56.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Taken in Pictures'/><title type='text'>兔Gather! Post Chinese New Year Period</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; three cheers to my favorite season of the year! Doing our annual reunion dinner and playing with crackers and 孔明灯！ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168926_10150099610567591_668542590_6243195_4975902_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168926_10150099610567591_668542590_6243195_4975902_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/168926_10150099610567591_668542590_6243195_4975902_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180862_10150099610232591_668542590_6243192_8054758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180862_10150099610232591_668542590_6243192_8054758_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180862_10150099610232591_668542590_6243192_8054758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168330_10150099609412591_668542590_6243186_6310646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168330_10150099609412591_668542590_6243186_6310646_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168330_10150099609412591_668542590_6243186_6310646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/182766_10150099609552591_668542590_6243191_3165633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/182766_10150099609552591_668542590_6243191_3165633_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/182766_10150099609552591_668542590_6243191_3165633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180874_10150099609507591_668542590_6243189_5982587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180874_10150099609507591_668542590_6243189_5982587_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180874_10150099609507591_668542590_6243189_5982587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181514_10150099610762591_668542590_6243197_6785473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181514_10150099610762591_668542590_6243197_6785473_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181514_10150099610762591_668542590_6243197_6785473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181570_10150099610982591_668542590_6243200_2023160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181570_10150099610982591_668542590_6243200_2023160_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181570_10150099610982591_668542590_6243200_2023160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181942_10150099610892591_668542590_6243198_4066570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181942_10150099610892591_668542590_6243198_4066570_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/181942_10150099610892591_668542590_6243198_4066570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168062_10150099611112591_668542590_6243201_4616982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168062_10150099611112591_668542590_6243201_4616982_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KMD got stuck below the palm! But the wind later brought it away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168062_10150099611112591_668542590_6243201_4616982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180806_10150099611262591_668542590_6243204_4848495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180806_10150099611262591_668542590_6243204_4848495_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180806_10150099611262591_668542590_6243204_4848495_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180714_10150099611427591_668542590_6243206_8310198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180714_10150099611427591_668542590_6243206_8310198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/179806_10150099611512591_668542590_6243208_2111938_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/179806_10150099611512591_668542590_6243208_2111938_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180430_10150099611622591_668542590_6243211_2700929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180430_10150099611622591_668542590_6243211_2700929_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180430_10150099611622591_668542590_6243211_2700929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180514_10150099611652591_668542590_6243213_6879045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180514_10150099611652591_668542590_6243213_6879045_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180514_10150099611652591_668542590_6243213_6879045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168346_10150099611877591_668542590_6243218_4633766_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168346_10150099611877591_668542590_6243218_4633766_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/168346_10150099611877591_668542590_6243218_4633766_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180514_10150099611652591_668542590_6243213_6879045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180570_10150099611777591_668542590_6243215_5531948_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180083_10150099689092591_668542590_6244362_7045201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180083_10150099689092591_668542590_6244362_7045201_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180570_10150099611777591_668542590_6243215_5531948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/181650_10150099611917591_668542590_6243220_1387329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/181650_10150099611917591_668542590_6243220_1387329_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/180790_10150099598127591_668542590_6242985_6402200_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best shot of the night. With my favorite 仙女棒. Creation by 大嫂 &amp;amp; I. Photography by Zen. Photomontage by me. It's a 2 shots combination :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, fire angels never fail to cheer me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Chinese New Year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1172176048983557077?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1172176048983557077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-chinese-new-year-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1172176048983557077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1172176048983557077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-chinese-new-year-period.html' title='兔Gather! Post Chinese New Year Period'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2412911051266463395</id><published>2011-02-06T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:44:39.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Illustration Diary'/><title type='text'>Pigging</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5421839755_517a9bd1b7_z.jpg" width="584" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This practically sums up the total amount and species of food I've gobbled in the past few days. And basically to me, chinese new year is all about ballooning yourself so that all the diet plans you've worshipped mercilessly before have gone to waste and you have to start the cycle all over again with some new tactics to get rid of what seem to be guilty for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that all the ba guas and 'fish' that I've eaten are all 假的！Since I am a vegetarian now, the potential of getting all the unneccessary ( I hate this word! It's so hard to spell!) starch/carbohydrates got higher! And pineapple tarts seem to be the thing that I can't say STOP to my conscience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've munched in so many Tao Kae Nois my stomach probably is stacked with layers and layers of green salty walls!!!! They might have built a 万里长城 in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days I've been home alone since the dearest family members has got up to Muar and KL. I decided to stay home to 宅 and paint my lifesize canvas. But ended I spent more time in front of the screen than on the canvas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most boring Chinese New Year ever! Since grandpa's left us, everyone in the family tree has made a silent agreement that there will be no angpaus giving this year. So please don't ask me how much do I receive or flaunt to me how much you've taken! I am as poor as an artist now ( Really contradicting) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do share with me your guilts and sins and cravings this Chinese New Year! Fats are supposedly to be shared!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2412911051266463395?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2412911051266463395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/pigging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2412911051266463395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2412911051266463395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/pigging.html' title='Pigging'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5421839755_517a9bd1b7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7008303061431719823</id><published>2011-02-02T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:26:19.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>To Mr. Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TUROrr3xeFI/AAAAAAAAOBQ/Ng6NsShw9l4/s1600/bepatient.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;via &lt;a href="http://postsecret.com/"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am single and available. You must be someone amazing to change that status of mine. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Lunar New Year with a bunny gong xi pose! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7008303061431719823?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7008303061431719823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-mr-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7008303061431719823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7008303061431719823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-mr-right.html' title='To Mr. Right'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TUROrr3xeFI/AAAAAAAAOBQ/Ng6NsShw9l4/s72-c/bepatient.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1653197516583875772</id><published>2011-01-30T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T08:52:19.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes these pictures are the evidence where I started to think serious about this final decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs067.snc6/167710_165914293454645_100001082273060_338488_3523797_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs774.ash1/166406_165914320121309_100001082273060_338489_2587117_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor (above) was right. My senses were clear. And my mum's wish came true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now officially a vegetarian, you hear me! And I am secretly proud of it deep inside! For years, I've been hesitating about this life changing verdict. I am not the super strict kinda herbivore, but it's really the heart that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 2 months now, and "something" really proved that I "might" really can be permanent and serious about this. And I am relieved about it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really hope this won't cause too much of inconvenience to my friends around, especially Angela! Sorry about that dear! Basically we've stopped visiting fast food stores! And the only fast food place I crave for will be the almighty SUBWAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess it really tells me something when I started to cry horribly upon seeing a picture of a labor worker slaughtering a cattle right under its neck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: In case you guys are wondering what the heck Mr Doc was doing ( above pic), he's diagnosing all my health problems by just checking out my ear!!! 耳穴針灸！Cool and it's Free but SAKIT BETUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1653197516583875772?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1653197516583875772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/officially.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1653197516583875772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1653197516583875772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/officially.html' title='Officially!!!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4093371676493974850</id><published>2011-01-19T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T07:46:58.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Consult My Online Diary</title><content type='html'>Well, there are epic ups and downs nowadays ever since school started, and I have been doubtful about everything. But I am literally trying the best to cheer myself up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First by... crying out everything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bought Vivi Mag even though I barely purchase the winter collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish consuming the sweets Angela gave me today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Read some of my favorite blogs like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lan93qQaAE1qzymieo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lan8ykZqkc1qzymieo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://psimadethis.com/post/1366659247/peruse-your-closet-and-prepare-to-pom-currently"&gt;P.S I Made This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldfcmirml61qzymieo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://psimadethis.com/post/2337256795/p-s-you-stand-out-so-why-shouldnt-your"&gt;P.S I Made This&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4243050243_0da4a360ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2678/4454806314_729c50df39.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4481217083_8cf425f91e.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colormekatie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Color Me Katie&lt;/a&gt; - Katie Sokoler, my current FAVORITE artist. She never fails to make me happy. She never fails to make art a happy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.ffffound.com/static-data/assets/6/2f5c3db7749cc14e3c4efe691b8a36ee808af190_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sadanduseless.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/panda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://heartsapart.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/tumblr_lafwzekrzu1qzdr4go1_500.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty's Place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TTJ-k36V6yI/AAAAAAAAN7Q/FTLFj9CrfKI/s400/youngobama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TTJ-lrmBrKI/AAAAAAAAN7w/A2jd1Q1EniA/s400/God.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TTJ-wMhAQsI/AAAAAAAAN8Q/Np_L5XyhP7Q/s400/hallmark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.com"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrote on my paper diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sit on the balcony, play with our new telescope and see the holes on the moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4093371676493974850?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4093371676493974850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-consult-my-online-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4093371676493974850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4093371676493974850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-consult-my-online-diary.html' title='Time to Consult My Online Diary'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4243050243_0da4a360ca_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-9211401323398103967</id><published>2011-01-03T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T02:04:34.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2011</title><content type='html'>I know that my new year post started with a bit down, but besides saying my last goodbye to grandpa, I am full of eager to welcome this very new year even though that my age is adding on again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that sometimes the best gifts in life are the ones that we take for granted every single day. For all these years I've been abusing the convenience of the mega digital camera to take proofs of happenings every single day, but I seem to forget to take more pictures with my family; the closest people in our lives. Our last formal family photo was taken when I was merely 5. The last informal family photo was shot briefly when everyone went into ICU to say the last happy birthday to grandpa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But going through the full ceremony of grandpa's wake make me another grown up lady. I see sincerity from all sorts of relatives, far and near, maternal or paternal, young or old. I see how reluctant it is part with your loved ones. And mostly, I see how time flies mercilessly without you realizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want grandpa to see us crying every single day ever since he left. Before his very last breath, he repeatedly consoled us that he is only going to somewhere further, better, beautiful and it's a place called heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It should be a really nice place for our beloved descendants, I suppose. One day, when it's my turn to reunite with him again, I'll know :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-9211401323398103967?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/9211401323398103967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9211401323398103967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9211401323398103967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy New Year 2011'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-9073604060518201683</id><published>2011-01-01T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:35:01.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>最後的再見</title><content type='html'>這四天，這最後的四天，就要送外公上極樂世界。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;阿彌陀佛會帶走您嗎？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;hen we are faced with the question about whether to pray for health or pray for release from suffering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; it's best to pray to a higher power for a decision that is best for the person. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;i style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;最慚愧的是，當我還在外面瘋狂地慶祝新年的到來，外公也同時在醫院告上最後的離別。他走得很安詳，臉上還微微挂著笑容。外公的後事也交代地一清二楚，淚河也已乾盡了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;外公其實很會選日子。他出生于農曆除夕出生，往生于2011年1月1日淩晨1點左右。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;下次再說，我這四天都會守夜招待客人，算是對外公的最後禮物。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;外公，新年快樂:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-9073604060518201683?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/9073604060518201683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9073604060518201683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9073604060518201683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='最後的再見'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8103468811769622610</id><published>2010-12-28T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:54:30.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Event of the Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5302016673_693db94dd7_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.scape.com.sg/images/map.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time. It’s almost time for the most anticipated time of the year! Everyone is looking forward to New Year’s Eve! Say goodbye to 2010 and Countdown with Flea Escape on Singapore’s 1st ever and we repeat again, 1st ever Flea-Through-Midnight New Year Countdown Bazaar! Held in conjunction with the craziest crowd town can ever offer, for the iconic countdown to 2011. Join the Party. Be a part of history. Join the 1st ever Flea-Through-Midnight NY Countdown Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all girls who's crazy about second hand treasures and vintage goodies ( just like us!), it'll be a shame if you miss this event! Spot your favorite blogshops right there! We'll see you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8103468811769622610?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8103468811769622610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/cute-granny-will-be-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8103468811769622610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8103468811769622610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/cute-granny-will-be-there.html' title='Event of the Year!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5128/5302016673_693db94dd7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6354337771235418012</id><published>2010-12-28T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:19:59.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Babu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5302261380_4dd9b3a3a3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5207/5301672067_7362d57454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5083/5302270386_d6e674096d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5090/5302274280_d3e78532f0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5302278056_58c4fd3f22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直希望能變成你們心目中的乖女兒。今天被罵得一文不值，我也心甘情願了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6354337771235418012?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6354337771235418012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6354337771235418012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6354337771235418012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_28.html' title='Happy Birthday Babu'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5302261380_4dd9b3a3a3_t.jpg' height='72' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4478748372085523133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4478748372085523133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/see-you-there.html' title='See you There!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5298982881_23f1d21754_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-197717829817572903</id><published>2010-12-26T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T09:19:20.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>A Passerby or a Life Changing Character</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Please take down the mistletoe, I don't wanna think about it right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;有時候,你問我: 你忘了他嗎?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2年前我外表逞強,卻打死心裏不放手,半夜躲在房間裏日夜稀里嘩啦爆哭,獨個兒朝思暮想.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1年前我雖已放下,但路上的雙雙對對,有時還是會暗地裏心酸(gaowek 的就會作嘔!). 這,應該不叫完全放下吧? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;說說其實很簡單,可有的人說不清哪裏好,但就是誰都替代不了,也無法忘了.也許我心裏的房間,你一直在住著.也或許你的身影就是那麽長,回頭就看到你. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;現在,我不要再過那種偷偷打聽你消息的生活了.是時候放你走了.死纏爛打的人,謝謝你,也再見吧. 一個人生活,可以是自由,也可以是寂寞.我兩者皆是:) 但我會享受其中.所以你放心地離開吧.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They 'were' Christmases when you were mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5244/5292611293_f113404eb9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5292578669_99377bb91e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the Christmas when I'm not yours :) anymore... never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-197717829817572903?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/197717829817572903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/passerby-or-life-changing-character.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/197717829817572903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/197717829817572903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/passerby-or-life-changing-character.html' title='A Passerby or a Life Changing Character'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5244/5292611293_f113404eb9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8032739634433002362</id><published>2010-12-25T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:34:34.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Silent Night Ain't Silent At All!</title><content type='html'>今年的感覺就是“什麽都不想做”地那樣度過聖誕。心情都一直在晃，四處不到岸。只買了些禮物，和完成了些過期的祝賀卡。姐妹們一年一度的年終聚會我也因得待在醫院而又抱歉放飛機了！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外公終于有些好轉，我們也和他老人家一起搬出冷冰冰的加護病房。外公心情特好,晚上便邀了親朋慼友一起共享晚餐.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有時間出外時，卻又恐慌水洩不通的人潮，所以最近把自己釀成宅女優了!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但今天,突入奇妙的,如香老師帶著孩子們都到我這兒玩閙!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5292549397_548fec6681_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5242/5292555991_b6f04b18a4_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5201/5292560689_fc4efaa8e6_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5282/5292530717_3aa403ef68_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5165/5293132792_abf42611b9_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最最最可爱的國斌！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5161/5292640627_1e0acd8977_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5002/5293174192_3f57a49874_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;變臉大王少康&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5293156092_3134816ee5_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以後如果我真的那麽衰嫁不出去，他們就是我的孩子了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5293135228_420e2f760e_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;這個聖誕,就這麽簡單的,成了最美麗的紀念插曲.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8032739634433002362?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8032739634433002362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/silent-night-aint-silent-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8032739634433002362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8032739634433002362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/silent-night-aint-silent-at-all.html' title='Silent Night Ain&apos;t Silent At All!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5292549397_548fec6681_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6578845476832763336</id><published>2010-12-22T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:36:45.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>人造月亮</title><content type='html'>在我去台湾的期间，哥哥买了个超级望远镜！我终于看见月亮脸上的豆疤了！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近听说月亮其实是古时候的人创造出来，把夜晚照亮。月亮的圆形轨道绕着地球公转，其他行星或卫星轨道都属椭圆形。另外，我们永远只看见月亮的正面。它一生一世都面向着地球（我用望远镜已证实了这一点，因为月亮上的窟窿，今天昨天每一天都一样！）。还有，它和太阳在天空上的比例（按照人类视觉）是一模一样！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这世界真是奇妙！我现在也相信月亮是人造的！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6578845476832763336?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6578845476832763336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6578845476832763336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6578845476832763336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_22.html' title='人造月亮'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-39120644239294284</id><published>2010-12-21T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T09:09:02.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>外公</title><content type='html'>这几天一家大小，亲朋戚友,都在医院里过夜．我们这一群默默等待晨光照耀的汪洋小船，就这样在冰冷的加护病房外搞了个生活营．&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;外公日渐消瘦疲惫．至今，我还在想，动手术，到底对外公身体好些，还是反而害了他？我和外公不如外婆熟，也许是女儿身吧，但在病床边握着他的手，一边努力聆听外公句句吃力的忠言逆耳，我再也憋不住地泪洒一地．&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但，今天的泪，是因为看见原本强壮高大的外公，如今被各种针孔点滴无情地插在虚弱的身躯而哭．他现在所承受的痛苦，只有老天爷和他最清楚．我在一旁唯有爱莫能助．&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我该向外公说，您安心快乐地到弥勒世界吧，还是，外公，您一定要坚持下去？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;昼夜已长，人心更是慌张．&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;P/s: W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;hen we are faced with the question about whether to pray for health or pray for release from suffering, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;       it's best to pray to a higher power for a decision that is best for the person. Thanks for this life changing quote,     mentor :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-39120644239294284?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/39120644239294284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/39120644239294284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/39120644239294284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='外公'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5575605837086416841</id><published>2010-12-17T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:45:01.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Post Holiday Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything's just running anti-clockwise now. I have been trying to log on to my gmail account &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these two days but the connection is so slow even a sloth wins the race. So many emails unreplied, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many angry customers! :p Oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before all these happened, mum cooked me instant noodle + Brazil mushrooms for dinner which I basically gobbled them straight into my esophagus. Being in the kids' streamline could be so tiring! It was an easy yet heartwarming meal since it's been so long since I've seen 'fastfood' for about 21 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the bad old factory started to manufacture products in the middle of the night! I had this horrible cramp and ache in the stomach that I leaped up and dashed to the toilet, presuming it's just another terrible diarrhea. But this time, they're not coming out down below but right from my mouth! I practically vomited all the mushrooms into the sink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, wait! The trauma's not ending yet! After that, morning drastically arrived and I thought that something might happen like how rainbows come after rain. Alas, when I looked into the mirror, I saw a Hunchback of Notre Dame! My eyes were swollen until they become 一字线, someone must have punched them real hard at night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, basically, all my outdoor plans today were ruined/delayed. Things got worse when the internet was so slow I feel like destroying the keyboard! The room's a mess, the toilet's a pest, the brothers are off for a holiday, the house's undone! I now declare myself for unfortunately gotten a disease called the "Post-Holiday-Syndrome"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5575605837086416841?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5575605837086416841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-holiday-syndrome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5575605837086416841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5575605837086416841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-holiday-syndrome.html' title='Post Holiday Syndrome'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7829855530300943247</id><published>2010-11-19T02:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T02:33:01.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Give me a break here.</title><content type='html'>Today's World Toilet Day. I've cleaned my toilet last week and tonight's another time where I will terminate all the mosses and spiderwebs and whatever unpleasant inside. Spic and span will be the next word to use.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am still rushing for my drawings! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So give me a break now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Heading to Taipei next week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7829855530300943247?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7829855530300943247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-break-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7829855530300943247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7829855530300943247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-break-here.html' title='Give me a break here.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5307269328162307205</id><published>2010-11-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:07:42.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://o.aolcdn.com/www.aol.in/image-files/india/i/d/diwali07_rangoli_assorted/assortrang16_2410_430xx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was planning to visit Yaashviiddan and Krismidan's open house but I decided to visit grandpa instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excited for tomorrow as I will be teaching them to do rangoli ( floor painting, something like the picture above) using rice glitters and henna designs using temporary herbal dyes! Loads of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Rangoli designs are passed down through generations, with some of them being hundreds of years old. Though the designs vary in different sections of India, the basic approach is common. The designs are geometric and proportioned. It has been a tradition in culturally rich India to draw Rangoli on the festivals and other auspicious occasions as it is considered a holy ritual. There is a unique relationship between the festival of diwali and rangoli. Diwali is a major festival of India and drawing rangoli on diwali is a part of diwali celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patterns are made with finger using rice powder, crushed lime stone, or colored chalk. They may be topped with grains, pulses, beads, or flowers. Since the entire objective of making rangoli in diwali is to welcome Goddess Laxmi, small footprints coming into the home, representing the footprints of the Goddess,&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theholidayspot.com/diwali/rangoli/rang5.jpg" width="134" height="135" alt="rangoli design idea" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are also made. Rangolis can be of any size, from the size of a doormat, to the covering an entire room. Though making of a Rangoli is highly dependent on the preferences and skills of the maker, lines are always drawn on one finger movement (rangolis are always drawn with fingers) and frequently, the mapping of the rangoli is done with the help of dots, which are joined to form a pattern, and then the pattern is filled with colors. One important point is that the entire pattern must be an unbroken line, with no gaps to be left anywhere, for evil spirits are believed to enter through such gaps, if they find one. In an expert hand, the images created are elaborate and look as if they are painted. In India, this art is temporary. Each rangoli design generally stays for only a day or two as it is often redone as a part of the daily routine. Certain designs are created on special occasions such as weddings and religious festivals like Diwali.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/diwali/rangoli.htm"&gt;http://www.theholidayspot.com/diwali/rangoli.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5307269328162307205?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5307269328162307205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-deepavali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5307269328162307205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5307269328162307205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5031611365762371020</id><published>2010-11-03T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:45:31.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>So True</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Warhol had this to say about the attack (After Solanas shot him on June 3, 1968):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there – I always suspected that I was watching TV instead of living life. People sometimes say that the way things happen in movies is unreal, but actually it's the way things happen in life that's unreal. The movies make emotions look so strong and real, whereas when things really do happen to you, it's like watching television – you don't feel anything. Right when I was being shot and ever since, I knew that I was watching television. The channels switch, but it's all television."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5031611365762371020?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5031611365762371020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5031611365762371020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5031611365762371020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-true.html' title='So True'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6318914985903335385</id><published>2010-11-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:18:57.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Splinter on Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TNGhVD-NlYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Fnnfg2v6UKM/s1600/DSC_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TNGhVD-NlYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Fnnfg2v6UKM/s400/DSC_3445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535382800230618498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes premonitions might be right. The moment I got back home on Tuesday, something's wrong with the front yard. I kept meow-ing 24 ( It's a nickname. Usually we just call him " Meow". He has 24 toes!) as our usual call for his dinner. But he never came. Brother said the last time he patted 24 was before he went to fetch me from the checkpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? It's about the matter of a split of second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the whole day, I've been looking for him in the neighborhood anxiously. Yet, everything's in vain. I even spotted his enemy, the cat next door, but just not a clue of 24. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what Zen said? "也许它和我们缘分已尽..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For such situation, I would have cried like nobody's business previously. But for now, I've really put it down. From the very first day we welcome him to our family, I secretly wish that the ex-owner will look for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, the best way I could think of, i.e. maybe he has found his ex-owner, or maybe he has met a better family. Tell me, is this a better solution for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz it's been the worst day being alone at home without a pet, family, sibling, internet, phone, car, everything's on loan and worse, I have nothing to eat!!!! I am so sick eating the kimchi ramen and dried seaweed which mum brought a dozen back from Seoul. If the doctor were to check my stomach, it will be filled ONLY with greenish seaweed and orange kimchi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum went to take care of grandpa. I was most remorseful for not being a better granddaughter before everything happens. He has just amputated one of his legs to prevent extended spread of infection. Diabetes has been haunting him for so years. I honestly think that he prefers grandsons ( my siblings especially) more than granddaughters and hence I am not very close with him compared to grandma. But at the point of time I saw his pale profile lying down on the sick bed, enduring all the pain he has to overcome all by himself, I broke down with Mum and aunt and grandma and the rest of the relatives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me, what is life to you when you're old? I have no idea. Will you be living with the one you love? It's been a miracle for me to live for 21 years, and we really should appreciate all things that you've owned right here, right now. For times I'm so into work and study, I neglected a lot things happening around me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I hope that grandpa could feel the love from all of us. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I hope that 24 is having fun somewhere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I am still waiting for the one that forever I will live with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I've discovered the secret of life - you just hang around until you get used to it.  ~Charles Schulz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6318914985903335385?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6318914985903335385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/splinter-on-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6318914985903335385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6318914985903335385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/splinter-on-life.html' title='Splinter on Life'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TNGhVD-NlYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Fnnfg2v6UKM/s72-c/DSC_3445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1633275186667152524</id><published>2010-11-01T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:31:02.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Find the Accidental Billionaires!</title><content type='html'>I have just watched " The Social Network" and it's definitely  a must see  for all people with dreams and visions of the future. I take it more as a real life biography of the accidental billionaires than just a movie. Though the entire story plot is about the unexpected but harvesting success inspired by a night of dismal, and I doubted the originality of the plot to the life story, it's an irony that you lost your best friend to get 500 million other friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually a sad but touching movie; they're a lot of takeaways in this movie, depending on your personal interpretation and emphasis. Friendship based on utility or advantage, on pleasure, or entirely on goodness; you see all of them right here. What matters in the end of the day is not only business itself, but the main core of true friendship supporting behind all these great ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully they're back to good friends now :) I recommend you to peruse a bit of the history of Facebook before going right into the movie content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the book " The Accidental Billionaires" written by Mezrich as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs720.snc4/64071_436356476269_266328136269_5433213_2105294_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a really funny photo of the Harvard boys. Can you spot the two Facebook creators, Mark Zuckerberg and Eduardo Saverin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Mr. Saverin is currently residing in Singapore!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1633275186667152524?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1633275186667152524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/find-accidental-billionaires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1633275186667152524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1633275186667152524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/11/find-accidental-billionaires.html' title='Find the Accidental Billionaires!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7205774223585519393</id><published>2010-10-27T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:58:05.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An Artist a Day'/><title type='text'>An Artist a Day: Maurizio Cattelan</title><content type='html'>You probably know him by these two artworks below done by the humorous Italian self-taught artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.orbit.zkm.de/files/cattalanNinthHour01a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://christinepalma.com/images/sculpture_catellan_pope01_lanonaora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;La Nona Ora&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;The Ninth Hour&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://collectorofechoes.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/maurizio-cattelan_untitled2007.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horse&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my favorite will be his peek-a-boo self portrait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pTYuzay9Vfc/SG0vVRA921I/AAAAAAAAAh4/BEdyHRnaC9w/s400/maurizio-cattelan-7069_218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CadgyrDVNyM/SjZHecAnzcI/AAAAAAAABN0/stVhwVAC64c/s400/maurizio-cattelan-341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zombiestudio.es/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/A-perfect-day.-1999Maurizio-Cattelan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out his awesome stuff on the world wide web!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7205774223585519393?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7205774223585519393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/artist-day-maurizio-cattelan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7205774223585519393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7205774223585519393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/artist-day-maurizio-cattelan.html' title='An Artist a Day: Maurizio Cattelan'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pTYuzay9Vfc/SG0vVRA921I/AAAAAAAAAh4/BEdyHRnaC9w/s72-c/maurizio-cattelan-7069_218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-431082653035355490</id><published>2010-10-17T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T01:47:49.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration Board'/><title type='text'>FB Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s1600/phd062507s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s400/phd062507s.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528933684281011346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s1600/phd062507s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s1600/phd062507s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s1600/phd062507s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35OY0g2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jj_bWAyO0ws/s1600/facebook.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35OY0g2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jj_bWAyO0ws/s400/facebook.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528933686293332834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35OY0g2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jj_bWAyO0ws/s1600/facebook.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq34xcoM7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/yU12ENx8dFo/s1600/ratsassbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq34xcoM7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/yU12ENx8dFo/s400/ratsassbook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528933678524674994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-431082653035355490?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/431082653035355490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/fb-finds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/431082653035355490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/431082653035355490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/fb-finds.html' title='FB Finds'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xTP1P8e1wR8/TLq35G5C7JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/dFnY-iTvDcY/s72-c/phd062507s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6901941450396571856</id><published>2010-10-13T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:10:59.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration Board'/><title type='text'>Inspiration Board- Printloving</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwZVnO9cmMY/TLN40B-tAbI/AAAAAAAA6YM/4xBl9BWIOPE/s800/wallpaper+by+amanda+dilworth+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kwZVnO9cmMY/TLN4z33fgFI/AAAAAAAA6YE/ZHvAVqnhiiI/s640/wallpaper+by+amanda+dilworth+birds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kwZVnO9cmMY/TLIdDvaXFgI/AAAAAAAA6Tc/Ck-KxIB7u94/s400/A4+hats+Ashley+Le+Quere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kwZVnO9cmMY/TKzU5V7pqLI/AAAAAAAA6OE/twB0oNg80mI/s640/PICT1520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such things cheer me up the most :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://printpattern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prints &amp;amp; Pattern&lt;/a&gt;, my daily dose of inspiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6901941450396571856?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6901941450396571856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspiration-board-printloving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6901941450396571856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6901941450396571856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspiration-board-printloving.html' title='Inspiration Board- Printloving'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kwZVnO9cmMY/TLN40B-tAbI/AAAAAAAA6YM/4xBl9BWIOPE/s72-c/wallpaper+by+amanda+dilworth+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7228051378382194880</id><published>2010-10-09T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T23:17:06.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks'/><title type='text'>Notion of Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4153/5062703958_42b3d7e791_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notion of Self, Oil on Board, 2010, dimension forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist Reference: Alyssa Monks and this hyper realist which I had carelessly forgotten his name as well! Anyone remembers him? I think he has an Italian surname.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the works that I will always love, but I doubt if anyone will like this. Angela said that she's creepy, picking up all the goose pimples! ( the girl in the painting might be Destiny!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all about the self-esteem, ego, tension and temperature rise of a girl every time she peruses herself when she's alone, particularly in the bathroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7228051378382194880?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7228051378382194880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/notion-of-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7228051378382194880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7228051378382194880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/notion-of-self.html' title='Notion of Self'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4153/5062703958_42b3d7e791_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3262578205624560358</id><published>2010-10-08T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:55:45.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artworks'/><title type='text'>New Friend Request I</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5062716464_bd7fb482a7_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very first series of " New Friend Request", enamel on canvas, 30 pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew that I will doing such minimalist &amp;amp; silhouette ideas, but slowly things got evolved and guess what, to me now, less is actually more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's a bit ridiculous and absurd for me myself if I could really complete 441 + pieces. The lecturers told me that I should be smart and select only the good ones. But on another hand, I am really thinking that this is really how I should approach my artwork and dealing with this whole bunch of 'friends', 'virtually', if you get what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love things that are time-consuming, it's a total contradiction to the topic I am doing right now, ever-changing social networking life, and I LOVE the reality and irony within!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, peek-a-boo, enjoy finding yourself inside, and nope, I never include people who have been deleted or still in the trash. I am thinking of a way of depicting such "Un-facebook" request. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3262578205624560358?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3262578205624560358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3262578205624560358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3262578205624560358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='New Friend Request I'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5062716464_bd7fb482a7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-901139000678999590</id><published>2010-09-21T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:28:35.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>座右铭</title><content type='html'>人不可以有傲气，但一定要有傲骨.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I've found my motto for this year, after wasting half of it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-901139000678999590?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/901139000678999590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/901139000678999590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/901139000678999590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='座右铭'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7749188248024287731</id><published>2010-09-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:18:28.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>That's exactly what I wanna say</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TIwkApkGnrI/AAAAAAAAM-4/wRpbM6eBeso/s1600/onback.mark3.5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7749188248024287731?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7749188248024287731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-exactly-what-i-wanna-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7749188248024287731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7749188248024287731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/thats-exactly-what-i-wanna-say.html' title='That&apos;s exactly what I wanna say'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TIwkApkGnrI/AAAAAAAAM-4/wRpbM6eBeso/s72-c/onback.mark3.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2277585304463201774</id><published>2010-09-09T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:02:46.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Bangles and Hair and Smile and V</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs604.snc4/58486_1491197452680_1616325608_1171990_5155090_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that set of bangles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2277585304463201774?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2277585304463201774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/bangles-and-hair-and-smile-and-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2277585304463201774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2277585304463201774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/bangles-and-hair-and-smile-and-v.html' title='Bangles and Hair and Smile and V'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1034962133054774803</id><published>2010-09-06T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:27:43.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Sometimes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TILGRD5CoFI/AAAAAAAAM5g/lLuVof0Z2MI/s1600/youarebeautiful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I am just so jealous how well your life is now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1034962133054774803?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1034962133054774803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1034962133054774803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1034962133054774803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/TILGRD5CoFI/AAAAAAAAM5g/lLuVof0Z2MI/s72-c/youarebeautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4181123689473808106</id><published>2010-09-04T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T03:05:25.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Exhibition</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much to everyone who sincerely came up and helped and said some really honest comments about our artworks. Truly appreciate that. And to that dealer who accidentally saw our stuff and contacted us here, I've not seen you before but thank you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like our babies have been found a new light out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a summary for the hectic week here. Everything just seemed to happen at the same time! Caslin's second baby, Rayder was born exactly on my mum's birthday, and also Malaysia's National Day. I rushed all the way back home to tell mum that I'm fine, your daughter ain't playing out there, she's working really hard for everything and she loves her and her food a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up way early in the morning, even before the sunray welcomed itself onto my face, I went downtown to be a good ol' tour guide for some of my foreign buddies. I always wish people have a good impression for M'sia, for their good food and shopping and people. Then I rushed back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, for Bali exhibition, it's really crap, right at the bottom of my heart. I redid the actual artwork for about 3 times, just for the friends and teachers who've been there together, if not, I won't do a thing to it cuz there's way too many things to do and some people in the group had undoubtedly disregard the importance of this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was rushing up the final outcome, there's a flood gorging into our space and some of papers and drawings were ruined, so there goes more time to clean up and right here, I'm really really really对事不对人. If not, I would have gone berserk at that point of time upon so many things fall onto me at that split of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the opening, I dashed down to Mount Alvernia to visit the petite but strong mother and child. Among us, she's the tiniest in size, but to calculate courage, she could simply overwin everyone I know here. She explained that how pregnancy and pain was easy and tolerable, but I knew that it wasn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will show some pics later on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, it's holidays for me this weekend, two days off from the kids. I do love them, but they're just way too energetic! All I need now is a break and a possible good date or road trip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4181123689473808106?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4181123689473808106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/exhibition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4181123689473808106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4181123689473808106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/09/exhibition.html' title='Exhibition'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7266727131913859326</id><published>2010-08-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:15:19.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I am always amazed ( secretly) by how people ( especially  friends) change in time. Improvement or transformation, I find it comtemplative, or sometimes, disturbing as it arouses the question of self identity, and a lot more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us shared the best and worst moments in life. We were so young then, everything's just pure feelings and friendship. Sweet and easy. But when I keep track with them nowadays, some change so much I am not sure if I'm the one lagging behind or just them stepping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important characters in my childhood and teenage life vary. She has started a heartwarming family and expecting her second child. Another's packing up her stuff getting ready for a whole new college and hostel life. One has become a famous nightlife queen, social butterfly in the morning. The others just parted away with new unfamiliar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try very hard to keep track with them, but recently I've realised that, we're getting further and further apart. You see, for now, art is like the one and only thing I am on it, and noone in my circle take this as a solid bread and bacon. For them, it's even worse, ever since I stepped out of the science world I would never feel like getting connected with it anymore, hence not interested at the subject but mainly it serves as a main concern of what my friends are dealing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, girls and boys grow up and they feel naughty or something so they just wanna go somewhere where everyone shares the same thought- one night kind of fun. Nightlife is never my thing, I am mostly reluctant to go with friends. Now even peer pressure won't do a thing on me. I simply can't handle ladies' night or wines or irritating eardrum impairing music( or maybe the clubs couldn't handle me) I really think that girls go to clubs so that those horny bastards can touch and hug us for free. These fleeting moments, how sarcastically beautifull urban life this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is really how sad when I see some of my friends' photos on Facebook. I AM not one of them anymore. But just someone who you'll think of once in a while and will merely still keep in contact, for the sake of.... i don't know, just something hanging there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it when I meet them again, I feel uncomfortable when we didn't talk while having dinner. These feelings never lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part, ever since I focus so much on art I started to step up into the authentic adult's life, diminishing my social circle, climbing back into the box of boundary, but at least more sober to view clear of a  heart. Those 433 of friends in the FB friend list, well, they're simply just bullshit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I slowly understand why I am doing such a topic for the FYP...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7266727131913859326?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7266727131913859326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7266727131913859326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7266727131913859326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7717088212009850486</id><published>2010-08-21T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:00:03.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Can anyone explain to me</title><content type='html'>the difference between " In a relationship with xxx" and " In an open relationship with xxx" in Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so 纳闷by this for a very long time ):(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7717088212009850486?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7717088212009850486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-anyone-explain-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7717088212009850486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7717088212009850486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-anyone-explain-to-me.html' title='Can anyone explain to me'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8814102349073319288</id><published>2010-08-21T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T11:25:34.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Self-centered.</title><content type='html'>"You do not need to be loved, not at the cost of yourself. The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self. Of all the people you will know in a lifetime, you are the only one you will never lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want sometimes, is just, notion of self, being myself, and be contented and happy with it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8814102349073319288?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8814102349073319288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/self-centered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8814102349073319288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8814102349073319288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/self-centered.html' title='Self-centered.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6611562332103538477</id><published>2010-08-20T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:35:03.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Benji's Photocopy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs468.ash1/25667_352592059016_709174016_3730271_5598870_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benji's brother is SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs288.ash1/21547_294636549016_709174016_3537239_56745_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's exactly a smaller version of Benji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover all these random pictures while surfing thru the long Facebook friend list. I am actually enjoying the whole process of "voyeuring" people's profile pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6611562332103538477?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6611562332103538477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/benjis-photocopy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6611562332103538477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6611562332103538477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/benjis-photocopy.html' title='Benji&apos;s Photocopy'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3266683764860845404</id><published>2010-08-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T11:56:25.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Brother says that</title><content type='html'>迟睡对肝脏不好，皮肤变黄，脸上豆豆长了可以收割，便秘，口臭，黑眼圈.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偏偏我就是那么迟睡，还有一座山的功课等着我！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油加油加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3266683764860845404?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3266683764860845404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/brother-says-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3266683764860845404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3266683764860845404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/brother-says-that.html' title='Brother says that'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7102621043343316302</id><published>2010-08-13T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:31:00.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Facebooking</title><content type='html'>Yes, my final year project is closely related to this topic. It's not that this is the latest thing, but somehow I was dealing issues about friendship and relationship, all kinds of ships, it just gradually fall down to this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I rummage through the book, the more emotional I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have found out the reasons what I use Facebook for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To view photos of people whom I REALLY care about. Which is only a few. Honestly, I get really jealous when my friends start to get close with some one else :( It will drive me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To view photos of my old hometown friends. Also only a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Purely being a stalker, to people I hold grunges on, or someone who lingers on my mind. Also only a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't play games, I don't do quizzes, I just wanna view pics VISUALLY. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I just wanna kaypoh that few people that I concern and others are practically nonsense to me. The friend list is theoretically a fake number too. I only have a few non-virtual friends in real life, which I am very appreciative already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That proves how REAL life is right there. Social networking sucks and rock at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-'''''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7102621043343316302?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7102621043343316302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/facebooking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7102621043343316302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7102621043343316302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/facebooking.html' title='Facebooking'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6274588227089424779</id><published>2010-08-05T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:10:21.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>花猫儿</title><content type='html'>Once in a blue moon, some creatures will just visit our house and I've always wanted to keep them. But thanks to my not so supportive family, I still decided to give up this wish until I've graduated or too free to do anything else : / My pet Mimi had passed away like so many years ago, I think she's an angel now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4862938597_abcf09b882_z.jpg" width="680" height="452" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kitten just walked into our living room and purred at me. For everytime I spot a feline, the first two things I'll take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gender&lt;br /&gt;2. Shape &amp;amp; color of the Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40410_1166277693127_1713450875_298533_3650877_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs281.snc4/40410_1166277733128_1713450875_298534_3191279_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs301.snc4/40410_1166277773129_1713450875_298535_1471671_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40410_1166277813130_1713450875_298536_2380489_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs129.ash2/39787_1166278533148_1713450875_298537_5823303_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! I dreamt to be a vet more than I wanna be an artist when I was young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs211.snc4/38864_414921418213_683433213_4810284_1753965_n.jpg" width="680" height="510" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten this very funny quadraportrait of us at Chinatown. Someone has to dig out Wenfeng's eyes!!!!! EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I treated Angela at the new restaurant Nando's at Bugis Junction. I've only tried mild spicy chicken before, but when the birthday girl ordered super hot peri-peri, and I've challenged myself with hot peri-peri,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY HOW WRONG WE WERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant was so chilly inside, our lips and tongues were literally burning, yet we're sharing only one glass of plain water!!!! Angela has always been the Queen of Chilli but for the very first time I was witnessing the sign of eye capillaries almost bursting, goose pimples on the entire body and vapour coming out from the nose!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not kidding! Go try it yourself. Think it as a pleasure or torture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6274588227089424779?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6274588227089424779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6274588227089424779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6274588227089424779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='花猫儿'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4862938597_abcf09b882_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5854130612097149262</id><published>2010-08-03T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:29:28.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>First Time Teaching in a Sec School</title><content type='html'>I really have to write this down, for myself. If not, I will forget it like how I forget a lot of things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auyeong invited me to help out &amp;amp; a long awaiting meet up with her at Presbyterian Sec, the school where she's currently having her internship. She has this colleague who was supposed to teach English but had to take over Art class due to lack of teachers but she couldn't draw at all so she asked for help AND here I was, 8am staring blankly at Yio Chu Kang Station, entering the school gate as a one day volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had totally no idea what I have to do at first. The teacher dragged me into an artroom and introduced me to a bunch of rebellious looking kids. They're trying to complete their N level Art Project which is due on this Friday. But some of them are still way more than just undone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here it is, I was introduced to them that I'm " Miss Lim, an artist painter....blahblahblah..." I was dumbfolded, but at the same time, such sense of acknowledgement is definitely something that cheers me up for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunch of kids were initially hesitant to consult a total stranger whom, they might thought, another one who know nothing about painting or anything to help them( I'll explain later). One student came up to me, kinda asked me about her composition and stuff, along with a lot of questions. I tried my best to help, though there's not much time for them left ( only a few days more!). They painted really flat layers of acrylic on the canvas so I suggested her how to thicken the paint for some textured effects etc. The usual way I deal with my kids back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they really haven't has any serious art lessons in their lifetime, but instantly the students started to ask me questions, one by one, and a few more, then gradually, they've became like my little kids back here, raising up hands and voices for me to their canvases. 3 hours just passed like that, non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac, this big bulky 'revolutionary' kid briefly explained their history here. These bunch of kids were eager to learn, but within a year they've already changed three teachers. They played cards, chess, everything but not doing art. It's a bit ridiculous that's really what the young people whispered to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this young lady who even grabbed my hand when she needed my help. It's such a miraculous feeling! Yes most of the time my little children hug or hold my hand, but this time, it's just ... different and ...phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clock ticked the time for recess, a few of them asked me" Teacher, will you come again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another asked Auyeong, "For the next relief teacher, I don't want others, can I have this teacher?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They probably don't remember my name after this, I only know a few of them as well, and possibly that's the first and last time I'll see them, but it's definitely a momentous morning for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Another thing is, it's sad to say that today's lesson is just reflective about the negligence and disregard attitude towards art in general schools : (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5854130612097149262?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5854130612097149262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-time-teaching-in-sec-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5854130612097149262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5854130612097149262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-time-teaching-in-sec-school.html' title='First Time Teaching in a Sec School'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8725332774580151203</id><published>2010-08-03T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:10:41.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Week 3</title><content type='html'>We've planted a bitter gourd seed on our balcony for over a few weeks, and we're starting to see flowers blooming! Maybe after a few more weeks, we'll have 苦瓜汤 to drink! Families here love to plant 'edible agriculture' so that they'll bear fruits and there's something organic to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the floral series, though it's too hot to plant anything lovely here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4857681858_7487862a0d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4100/4857682204_aa4ffc41e9_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went downtown with Zen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4857678514_fd53253a9d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am showing you a pair of loafers here, but subconsciously I want to tell you that recently I've been crazily in love with ANKLE SOCKS- OF ALL SORTS ( Though you can't see them here!)!! This 'subconscious'/'psychoanalysis' mentality have been dizzying our minds for a few weeks ( for those who understand what i mean!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4857681540_2301158130_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalan Tan Hoik Nee- our favorite place to take pics, then we went thrift shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4857680862_8d9647a3c6_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4857059535_9ac86ec35d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really about the fun of rummaging around, digging out hidden treasures and getting a flashback memories of these timeless beauties :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4857058999_93d0a8bc1e_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4857058617_54d516d45b_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4140/4857679084_0ca58bb0c7_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8725332774580151203?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8725332774580151203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8725332774580151203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8725332774580151203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/08/week-3.html' title='Week 3'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4857681858_7487862a0d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1314164119907417669</id><published>2010-07-20T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:06:15.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art for Kids'/><title type='text'>Glue Resist Dinosaur Fossil</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4812216581_9b5be0cef9_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinosaur Era, 20x30cm, Glue and Watercolor on thick paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am way too lazy to post up my art stuff that now I eventually took out the scanner to scan one. But it sort of crops off some of the parts and you can't really see the texture of the glue resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I introduced the few popular dinosaurs to the kids such as triceratops, t-rex, stegosaurus etc etc and instantly they got so excited about it. You know all kids were curious about them. Then I explained how it would look like for the fossils to be hidden underneath the earth for many MANY years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use white quality glue for the bones, you can't see the texture here, but they really do resemble the bones. Dry it up and paint the background with tones of umber and ochre ( I'll ask them to imagine how earth looks and feels like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class planning is really that fun :) It's headache that you gotta think everything yourself, but it's also the sense of satisfaction too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ya I purposely 'cartoonize' my T-Rex and it ended up that cute and not fierce at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so inspired by this post of &lt;a href="http://thatartistwoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/glue-resist-dinosaur.html"&gt;That Artist Woman&lt;/a&gt; who has so many ideas that some of them are even better than us adults!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1314164119907417669?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1314164119907417669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/glue-resist-dinosaur-fossil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1314164119907417669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1314164119907417669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/glue-resist-dinosaur-fossil.html' title='Glue Resist Dinosaur Fossil'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4812216581_9b5be0cef9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7833678395749959897</id><published>2010-07-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:05:43.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Holiday Conclusion</title><content type='html'>Got back to school. We're no longer a freshman or sophomore but we're now&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SENIORS&lt;/span&gt;. What a claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could recall ever detail the day I teared on the floor with the girls, crying out, determined to change my lifetime path faithfully to art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to freshen and move my body around. I've been pampering myself fat and easy during the holidays and how fast a two and a half passed. Work is hard, but being sedentary can really kill all my energetic cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a few careful plannings of the holidays with my close friends but ended up none of them really work. Partly I am definitely at fault. A lot of 前功尽废, but I guess it's part of learning. I really wish to be a better friend, to some of the few friends that I really care in heart, but my actions are always halved. And honestly, I realize I bear this terrible sense of jealousy among friends, I feel like I want to own them, but I am not too sure if anyone can see it. I am afraid of being alone, or I am missing him/her so much, but is it the same for that partner how he/she feels to you? How do I express it? Are my intentions known or is it just overwhelming reactions? Thinking of this, I will mostly be less expressive than what is actually in my mind. I ain't acting or what, but this is really how I feel all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that my best friend is being so strong, persisting on her dreams. I am also happy that they're having a great time starting a new phase of life in new places, communities and lifestyle. But sometimes I feel that... sooner or later people tend to forget... about a lot of things, about things they have once shared or held, and some other new things gradually replace...I grow particularly upset with this kind of " lost &amp;amp; found" feeling, and I really hate this  天下无不散之筵席 explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've once told me, " Well, it's not easy, but what we need to put in the most, is effort. That's all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, that's the core and I will always remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that these people you've known forever, who know you just this way, that other people can't. Because they've seen you change, and they've let you change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, it's more than enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4802573216_8af8315690_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that caught my eye when I was assigned to teach the kids to dance ( My new job!!!!) and draw at a crowded Johor shopping mall on a normal Sunday. This is the typical way of people here getting business desperately/ having ridiculously existing sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutera Mall was packed with families and young generation every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4801943441_9f16033d05_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought all my 法宝 along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4802574792_b21d5723ab_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4100/4801948791_b5e8c37f1d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, this is now a photoblog so pictures here are HUGE! You can even spot the pimples or flaws! Yes, I love big pictures on website &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4116/4801948129_656771540f_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My assistant + Zen's friend Jialiang helping me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4801950287_a9125d4eca_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys met my mum before? Here she is! And I hate that she didn't pass me her eyes and nose! My favorite question: Can you guess how old is my mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4802002067_9643f48d7a_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite family friends. Aunt Yulian, Lydia, and Melissa. I love this pic so so so much! Stolen all these pics from Lydia's FB :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4802002481_d0e3e94404_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes all the girls here are REAL sisters besides Lijie. Melissa, Emily, Sharon and Lynette. Here, you can still find big families where Aunt Yulian has 5 daughters under the roof! Madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4802631814_6218877ea2_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite student of all time. I can't believe I taught her English last time!!!! She's just great and way too smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4802002933_ba3c38b054_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4802002731_b41062ee03_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sample for the DIY recycle bag batik dyeing. I replace hot liquid glue with normal white glue so that it's safe for the children. It serves as a resist for the dye to mix across other colors. When dry, the kids love to peel the dried glue off while soaking in warm water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting busy with the messy art attack, it's noon and it's also time to get the girls ready for the big show. We had this dance practiced for two weeks almost everyday and I don't want anything wrong to happen, just to make sure they believe that it's paid for all the hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before the 'real', ' this is it!' performance, we hid behind the backstage and I gave them all a quick announcement about everything, probably I was as nervous as they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4802632624_cf573f7d9a_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4802632816_60d755b357_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, getting the kids dressed up was the most troublesome and tedious part of the dance. You might get the idea right now, the kid behind was supposed to be the "ARM" while the kid in front was to transform their hands into " LEGS". And that's how a dwarf comes out, or I'll tell them "Hobbits".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4802633054_f068df051b_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa here has a weird temper at first, she likes competing everything with her sister Emily ( behind), but I do love her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4802633302_4967b5b2e8_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4802633614_d13cd43585_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first part, I told them that they had to 'fall asleep'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4802004307_8e0715705c_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4802634200_4719000d89_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda &amp;amp; Fifi, Melissa &amp;amp; Emily, Lijie and Yuxuan, Mich and Felicia, Jinyi and Agnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4801944751_92be5dc221_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4802575918_fdcd5284bc_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4801945981_cbf490b46f_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4801946559_139f66709e_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4802577528_b9dd8e593a_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, some funny pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4801947761_12fffdcf7b_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4801951367_70d6a2631d_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7833678395749959897?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7833678395749959897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/holiday-conclusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7833678395749959897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7833678395749959897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/holiday-conclusion.html' title='Holiday Conclusion'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4802573216_8af8315690_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3010926214823387958</id><published>2010-07-09T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:05:04.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Playing with Night &amp; Lighter</title><content type='html'>I am currently back to my craving for scrapbooking, but this time round in digital mode! It's more...economic in a way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother sort of 'invented' this new way of playing real slow shutter speed. I use the lighter to draw something in the air real slow, and it came out as a whole picture in the cam! Slow motion control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4778036046_3fc80884de_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4777403665_d3ece02564_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4777404645_a535f2d8ea_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really beautiful, and I did so many attempts on writing 'I Love You' and I ended up burning my right thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Zen might be a photographer in future, who knows right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3010926214823387958?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3010926214823387958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-with-night-lighter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3010926214823387958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3010926214823387958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-with-night-lighter.html' title='Playing with Night &amp; Lighter'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4778036046_3fc80884de_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5894570307989416187</id><published>2010-07-07T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T03:19:45.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Timetable</title><content type='html'>The new timetable for Year 3 is. Visually. Boring. With a BIG B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time looks less but there's a lot of self-directed studies ( as indicated in the timetable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-directed studies=lots of time to be lost= donno what to do= hide yourself behind the canvas= finding ways of ideas to show the lecturers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! In some ways, it definitely sounds like that! Weird or not, I am not really looking forward for Year 3. The holidays have been great for me, though I am sick, mostly at home ( no car/no one to drive me around!), but working has sort of letting me settled down or got me into a different level of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is amazing, when you found things that you really wanna do for life eventually. And it's the very first time I feel like working more than studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) And yes, work has eventually became part of the love and you don't even feel like you're working!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5894570307989416187?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5894570307989416187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/timetable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5894570307989416187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5894570307989416187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/timetable.html' title='Timetable'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7407818181806523416</id><published>2010-07-01T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:04:24.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>URGH.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, remember our Tampin trip? Honestly, despite the private swimming pool at the backyard, I think A Famosa Resort is basically a shame, I'm serious. But still, we had a great time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang, do you remember that we went to the deserted Cowboy Town and we were forced to take pictures with the poor tiger/tigress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have to click the button below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5ACVn73YL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5ACVn73YL0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who understand Cantonese, even the aunties understand this is the worst ever thing happening right there. The tiger was probably drugged, people were gorging in, I am really ashamed that such things is still happening here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I love zoo for being able to see the animals. But, I totally hate them as well for the stupid cages. The animals have to be caned and drugged for a few months to years before they can finally give up and let us human beings torture and clown them into perfect entertainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that were you, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2010%2F5%2F22%2Fnation%2F6315674&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the newspaper review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7407818181806523416?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7407818181806523416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7407818181806523416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7407818181806523416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/07/urgh.html' title='URGH.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-484942991234359317</id><published>2010-06-29T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:05:57.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>一条水</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会懒得恋爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;朋友会越重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会越来越喜欢听歌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;电话会常常忘记带&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会养成一个怪癖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;对爱情会越来越挑剔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;除了寂寞点外还是会蛮开心的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会慢慢变成成熟起来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会比以前更重视更爱父母，更重视亲情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;对所有的节日大多没什么期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;听到看到别人一对对的很甜蜜，心里多少&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;还是会有些介意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会喜欢买很多无谓东西，带自己去很远的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;地方&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会觉得无拘无束自由自在天宽地广&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;爱情会变得越来越不重要，取而代之的是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;钱和事业&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会越来越理性，越来越现实&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会越来越沉闷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会懂得处理钱财&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会把时间都会放在家人身上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;都不喜欢一个人去戏院看戏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;做事只需跟自己交待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;计划未来的东西都只是一个人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;发白日梦的时间也多了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;开始会自言自语&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;开始会做些无聊的东西了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;开销会少了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;朋友会越来越多了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会喜欢坐在沙滩上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;是很幸福的时光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个人久了&lt;br /&gt;会喜欢上一个人的生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-484942991234359317?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/484942991234359317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/484942991234359317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/484942991234359317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='一条水'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4455345880806165705</id><published>2010-06-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:20:23.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Hard to Explain. Yea I am sick!</title><content type='html'>Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you sms me how you've been and how you've spent your holidays/two months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick for a week and it's still not getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4455345880806165705?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4455345880806165705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/hard-to-explain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4455345880806165705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4455345880806165705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/hard-to-explain.html' title='Hard to Explain. Yea I am sick!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3562289205363698646</id><published>2010-06-23T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:22:54.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Precious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8216419863141448824" arc="http://www.onecraftyplace.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/artologycupcakehat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://allthingscupcake.com/"&gt;All Thing Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have hands and skills like that, I would make one for Cheryth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3562289205363698646?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3562289205363698646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3562289205363698646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3562289205363698646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/precious.html' title='Precious.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1446842948961335867</id><published>2010-06-20T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T11:01:12.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Sorry for the naggings Dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6J4GdiN9ogM/SiNB3vA6CMI/AAAAAAAACtI/_f0auak4NPo/s400/P1020540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6J4GdiN9ogM/SiNB3D36FaI/AAAAAAAACtA/kpLCnk_36SQ/s400/P1020542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits by my new favorite kids' art blog-&lt;a href="http://thatartistwoman.blogspot.com/"&gt;That Artist Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna tell you that, you're cooler than any dad in the whole world. You'll even compliment if this dress suits me or this nail color looks good on my toes. We still hold hands together and pat each other. Just that I am now to heavy to let you carry around. Sorry that we kids brought up 'that' sensitive issue again :) We're not complaining. We do care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1446842948961335867?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1446842948961335867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-for-naggings-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1446842948961335867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1446842948961335867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-for-naggings-dad.html' title='Sorry for the naggings Dad.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6J4GdiN9ogM/SiNB3vA6CMI/AAAAAAAACtI/_f0auak4NPo/s72-c/P1020540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7195956678349462141</id><published>2010-06-16T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:02:10.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply like that.</title><content type='html'>真正的朋友&lt;br /&gt;永远最怕伤害你真正的朋友&lt;br /&gt;会想尽办法要你开心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的朋友&lt;br /&gt;即使有很多困难都会很努力挽救友情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的朋友&lt;br /&gt;朋友之间的隔膜&lt;br /&gt;朋友之间的打闹&lt;br /&gt;朋友之间的分离&lt;br /&gt;朋友之间的争吵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一段友情&lt;br /&gt;需要的是互相体谅&lt;br /&gt;互相原谅对方的过错&lt;br /&gt;别等失去后才来后悔&lt;br /&gt;朋友因为有缘才会相识&lt;br /&gt;千万不要因为对方的小过错而把缘拆散了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7195956678349462141?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7195956678349462141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/simply-like-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7195956678349462141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7195956678349462141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6298993708639490094?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6298993708639490094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/stole-picture-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6298993708639490094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6298993708639490094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/stole-picture-here.html' title='Stole a picture here.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2054857887958810652</id><published>2010-06-04T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:25:56.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Hearing laughters on street.</title><content type='html'>A normal bad day. It's not raining, but I thought I had stepped into puddles of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner in crime was sick today. I missed her a lot. So I walked quietly down to the campus alone as usual. I called the client to agree on a mutual meeting time at the company, and she replied me with a subconsciously expected answer. Something confidential happened within the firm and they had to postponed our project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, my intuition told me something about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, I was dragged into deeper disappointment. A lot of recent updates turned out to be unpleasant occurrence. Because of this, I experienced a lot of similar sleepless nights in the exam marathon rushing out the stuff. Not only this, I refused to keep my promise for a lot of things. Being irresponsible is something I dread a lot. The mural painting for example. I was given cold shoulders by the family every time I beg for a ride downtown to the island. And because of this, I think I've let down some of my friends and the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just didn't know how to help my dear sister. Undoubtedly, I still couldn't believe that due to one ridiculous reason we couldn't continue our plannings. One afternoon, I was checking the airplane tickets as usual, and the sudden surprise of change of digits was just a plain spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, to add oil on fire, there's this strange guy promoter who tries to cheat aunties' money on the bridge. That jerk teased me in public today. And laughter echoed.  Someone please just dig out my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always alone here. I have no friends at all opposite here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, nowadays, I have a lot of these -&gt; :(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thinking of deactivating my fb soon. That place is just hell. I hate overexposures. It hurts to see ALL the pictures and sweet nothings of your ex in his new relationship. And you know that THAT's the reason you're living in misery. I can't help it but I can never be the one to block a person. I have no right to do that. So yeah, I hate overexposures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2054857887958810652?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2054857887958810652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearing-laughters-on-street.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2054857887958810652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2054857887958810652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearing-laughters-on-street.html' title='Hearing laughters on street.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3079473744026144143</id><published>2010-06-03T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:32:14.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Zingers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;: Do you ever feel you become the worst version of yourself?  That a Pandora's Box of all the secret hateful parts -- your arrogance, your spite, your condescension -- has sprung open. Someone provokes you, and instead of just smiling and moving on, you zing them.  Hello, it's Mr. Nasty.  I'm sure you have no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/span&gt;: I know what you mean and I'm completely jealous.  What happens to me when I'm&lt;br /&gt; provoked is that I get tongue-tied.  My mind goes blank.  Then I spend all night tossing and turning trying to think of what I should have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;: Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could pass all my zingers to you and then I would never behave badly and you could behave badly all the time and we'd both be happy?  On the other hand, I must warn you that when you finally have the pleasure of saying the thing you mean to say at the moment you mean to say it, remorse inevitably follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The next day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kathleen:&lt;/span&gt; And as I waited( in the cafe), someone else showed up,a man who has made my professional life a misery, and an amazing thing happened -- I was able, for the first time in my life, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to say the exact thing I wanted to say it&lt;/span&gt;.  And of course, afterwards, I felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;terrible&lt;/span&gt;.  Just as you said I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cruel, and I'm never cruel.  And even though I can hardly believe what I said mattered to this man -- to him, I'm just a bug to be crushed -- but what if it did?  No matter what he's done to me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's no excuse for my behavior&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Script by &lt;a href="http://sfy.ru/?script=youve_got_mail"&gt;You've Got Mail&lt;/a&gt;, Tom Hanks as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and Meg Ryan as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3079473744026144143?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3079473744026144143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/zingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3079473744026144143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3079473744026144143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/zingers.html' title='Zingers.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5274101838066628755</id><published>2010-06-02T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:09:35.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Close Strangers.</title><content type='html'>Maybe some of you here will find this analogous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I scroll down the list of names in my phonebook, I couldn't find one to talk to. Maybe it should have been zero in it. Strangers with familiar names. You could own the coolest i-phone or strawberry palm top but what for when the phone totally defeats the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I wanted to call you, I hesitated, wondering that this may not be the right time to call and you might be busy. Sometimes when I wanted to ask you out, schedules started to pile up and I sorta forget how long ago was our last date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to lose contact with my closed ones, then the closed ones become the not-so-close ones. Or maybe I will just give some reasons like, 'nah, they won't wanna here me brag about my current life, we're so different now, they won't understand...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if your kindness was de/un-appreciated? Why do I expect a certain repay just because I am kind to you? Why is that so? Is that a sense of satisfaction after being helpful? Why do I feel so awful after knowing that the truth equals cruelty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I always so afraid to tell you? I care for you all the way I could, but because I keep quiet all the time I bear disatisfaction, I call this a silent lie. I am not sure if this is a white lie, I am not sure if this is going to be good for long if I just keep my mouth shut and act blur as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to show my love to you? Why is it that if I am kind to you, and I just feel like it, and I can't show it out? Acted like an angel? Pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all are, aren't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5274101838066628755?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5274101838066628755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/close-strangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5274101838066628755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5274101838066628755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/06/close-strangers.html' title='Close Strangers.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4961913052598225595</id><published>2010-05-30T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:39:54.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Happiness. It's fully loaded on Vesak Day.</title><content type='html'>Dear old blog, seems like I've neglected you again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy with all the odd jobs or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Johor, Vesak Day is kinda like a very big thing. Yup, it's the day of birth and enlightenment of Buddha. I always took a task for this day for the sake of mum last time. But now, I was in charge of a lot of things. The stage decoration, cupcake DIY stall, and almost a stage performer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days before Vesak, Shifu wanted me to perform something on the stage, but I barely have friends of my age here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dragged and convinced the kids to dance and I'll choreograph! All in two days! I really hate boring singing/normal dancing stuff repeated again and again. So I introduced them my hometown tradition- &lt;strong&gt;the Hobbit Dance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbit Dance is a tradition since I was back in KK, Sabah. Puili, Char, Susan, Christina, sometimes Joseph, and I will perform this cute little dance routine in various places. Two people are mercilessly stuck together and they somehow form a short looking Hobbit/puppet with stubby arms and legs. It's really cute and I missed the fun for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before the performane, it was scorching hot and the kids were all sweating like crazy. Zoe's ( below) really nervous as she always seemed to get confused with her 'legs' with Felicia's (behind Zoe) 'hands'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really confusing about the hand and leg combination. It's a little secret and I'll let you guys figure out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I used all my clothes and accessories to decorate them. I even helped them with minimal makeup of blusher and lip gloss! You know that at this age how little girls are so curious about cosmetics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs506.ash1/29912_1134239492192_1713450875_234633_2340115_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fair Stephanie ( front) and shy shy Agnes ( behind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4653341258_69a397c4b5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group of six, I mean 3 Hobbits! 1. Zoe and Felicia 2. Stephanie and Agnes 3. Amanda and Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this parent holding the cutest baby ever and she walked to us to take a picture with her baby! The kids were like stars that day! Almost like mascots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4653341918_2414133b8d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Oops! Sorry! Did I step on you?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Erm, let me check my 'legs'. I think they're alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4653341616_b0f49898a7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph: ( heart pounding thunderously!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4652722977_57cae6fb5b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: Hey Steph, you're too close to me. Move towards Zoe!&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Wait! I forgot all the steps!&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: I have no idea if I'm excited or nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4652723319_232db2da3d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All girls: Man! We forgot the routines!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle ( behind Amanda): Lucky that we 'hands' are behind the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4652723927_3d04a2f9b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best step of the entire choreography. Zoe is so pretty here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4653343458_94a15c7585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda you zou guang le lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4653343722_c92582a035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph just looked at her 'legs'! She was so nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4653343950_7492927d2f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: Ok fine, I forgot what's next. But I can peep on Steph's &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Felicia: Hey, I can't even see the audience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4652725029_8d923c5b2b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, below the stage, I was leading the steps just in case the girls forgot. But they're doing just great, for the hardwork of only 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4652725469_15c1a23e81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that dance, everyone's been talking about it! While, there might be such performance in future. Who knows? I was so touched seeing how great the kids were doing. They were reluctant to join the dance at first, I sorta forced them to get into the dance studio, yeah. But now, they're all so excited about it! I bought them pudding and got them free muffins to DIY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, so here's the second session. My Cupcake DIY mamak stall. Here, kids, aunties and ahmas, uncles and young people came to my stall to purchase kosong cupcakes while I teach them how to put cream and icing and all the saccharine adornments that's so pleasant for the eyes but way too much for the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sorry folks, I know the pictures are big. They're all stolen from Lydia's FB photo album and yes, I love big pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474655790653_1361453177_31254761_4110551_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I teach them, something like the one above! Nice right &gt;:) ( sedang perasan-ing) Lijie ( below) kept reminded me that there's poison in the icing cuz Lydia her cousin told her that all these cupcakes were not edible! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474655830654_1361453177_31254762_5004039_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls from Foon Yew High School did a bigger cake together. The larger the area, the harder it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474655990658_1361453177_31254766_3217601_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working area. When there's free time, we'll do some of our own creations and people can just purchase them on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474656030659_1361453177_31254767_2688762_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia's creation to her biggest star on the universe. Check out the name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474657310691_1361453177_31254796_5737954_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474657030684_1361453177_31254790_4350126_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474657070685_1361453177_31254791_6267096_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474657230689_1361453177_31254795_6288510_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People just stormed to the bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474655390643_1361453177_31254753_8067681_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474655670650_1361453177_31254759_5703442_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a few cakes for the customers in a jiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474658390718_1361453177_31254810_1933132_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474658430719_1361453177_31254811_6676417_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell I know how to draw a tiger on a cake! It looks like a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474658470720_1361453177_31254812_4884772_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474657470695_1361453177_31254800_257291_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngo hou gan cheong man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474657670700_1361453177_31254804_7779626_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474657750702_1361453177_31254806_426478_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs323.ash1/28314_1474655910656_1361453177_31254764_4530774_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is Lydia and her baby cousin. She's my first student few years back. I went to her house every Saturday to teach her drawing and English! Violently smart but silently sweet, she never forgets to ask how I am all this while even that I have stopped teaching her ( I'm teaching her younger sisters now). And I am really proud that she's the top student of Holy Innocent High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474658550722_1361453177_31254813_6346199_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling all the pretty chocolate and rainbow chips to the DIY table area. Dear Lydia bought me tauhuey later on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs293.snc3/28314_1474655950657_1361453177_31254765_3418503_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs313.snc3/28314_1474655590648_1361453177_31254757_7127937_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but most, Angela sent me some of these sweetest pics:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expensive lunch at Marche @ 313 Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs319.snc3/28630_130304356984390_100000144802743_378175_460076_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite steamcake. Yes I love writing her letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs329.ash1/28630_130301196984706_100000144802743_378164_6195342_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share everything. Including this- " My Diary" mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs319.snc3/28630_130301203651372_100000144802743_378165_4371059_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all these,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is easy to be named :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4961913052598225595?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4961913052598225595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/happiness-its-fully-loaded-on-vesak-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4961913052598225595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4961913052598225595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/happiness-its-fully-loaded-on-vesak-day.html' title='Happiness. It&apos;s fully loaded on Vesak Day.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4653341258_69a397c4b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3693038679840518947</id><published>2010-05-24T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:17:47.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>OOps, I did it again.</title><content type='html'>I realized I blog more in schooldays than now. Maybe there were lesser unhappy moments during the holiday, and that's one of the reason I will visit the dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was a bit berserk. My decktop failed to run Photoshop CS2 properly. It's really very bad, you know, that after 2 years using the mac lab, I kinda dread using Windows :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said byebye to cs2, and installed cs4. Well, it worked like magic, never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes back my mood :)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3693038679840518947?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3693038679840518947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/oops-i-did-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3693038679840518947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3693038679840518947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='OOps, I did it again.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2728023181859041896</id><published>2010-05-20T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:45:09.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Holiday Spirits.</title><content type='html'>You know, it's always a cycle, during schooltime, we'll complain and dread throughout the whole semester and how we wish that holiday's here soon so that we can have some fun or a big rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, holiday starts in a wink, we can have all the time in our beds. But, for me, I was totally energised to do all things that I've missed during campuslife. Everything but slumbering in the bed. Hmm. How contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made this little A3 poster in about 2 hours. Yup, a holiday routine, I've organised this one day camp for the kids to have fun. It's free and just wanna contribute something to the temple mum's volunteering at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4624249043_da14f87001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I've organised another day camp for my work place too! But for this, it's gonna be non-charity of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual business at the vintage store :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then gotten a project to do pop up stuff for this gaming company with Angela :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball, jog, swim, local road trip, vintage rummage! All my love! And yes, I am crapping here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great holiday everyone, maybe we can organize a picnic together :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2728023181859041896?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2728023181859041896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/holiday-spirits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2728023181859041896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2728023181859041896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/holiday-spirits.html' title='Holiday Spirits.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4624249043_da14f87001_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1120274492292434334</id><published>2010-05-19T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:24:45.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Love'/><title type='text'>Love II</title><content type='html'>Oh, you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;It's a cautionary tale. Further proof.&lt;br /&gt;Of what?&lt;br /&gt;You can't live a fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good with men.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you haven't found the right one.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Or, uh, maybe the whole love thing&lt;br /&gt;is just a grown-up version of Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;just a myth we've been fed since childhood&lt;br /&gt;so we keep buying magazines and joining clubs&lt;br /&gt;and doing therapy&lt;br /&gt;and watching movies with hit pop songs&lt;br /&gt;played over love montages&lt;br /&gt;all in this pathetic attempt to explain why our love Santa&lt;br /&gt;keeps getting caught in the chimney.&lt;br /&gt;Otis always told me love is a leap.&lt;br /&gt;Lamentably, I was never inspired to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Script from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/k/kate-and-leopold-script-transcript.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kate &amp;amp; Leopold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1120274492292434334?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1120274492292434334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1120274492292434334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1120274492292434334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-ii.html' title='Love II'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5088224496227274923</id><published>2010-05-16T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T04:04:24.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>After Eight.</title><content type='html'>It's really rare for my case, 'cuz when everytime something got screwed up, e.g. assignment or stuff, I won't cry, but I'll be extremely anxious and kept on hanging the megawatt smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird. But that's how things got better after the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep at around 3am, failed my initial plan of staying up to complete my final animation. That's really jialat, cuz normally rendering took a lot of time and that's when trouble calls. From 6am till 9am, I've been waiting aimlessly, staring blankly at the comp, while waiting for the movie to be exported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence was nagging on the phone nonstop, claiming that it's the last day to submit the results, the latest he could wait is till 12 blah blah blah, all my explanations were being covered by his blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the fully loaded car was being drove at its optimum speed from JB to Bugis, brother helping me with the last two fragments before he headed to Jakarta, Babu trying to ease me out while driving the vehicle. Angela helped me out with the synopsis and bought me lunch, which my appreciation was way beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I reached the comp lab, I just realised that the merciless Mac had deleted everything in the desktop last night, and all my backup files said bye bye to me instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank god, after so many lessons, I had like 5, YES 5 back up files. So I rendered each fragments on 4 computers!!! Shane helped me out to compile the seperated parts and add music. My neighbour's a final cut express pro. He accompanied me till 2.30pm when Terence came in to collect my cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the last one to leave the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's done beautifully. I really love this compared to my last one. I think I've fallen in love with After Effects like how I did to Photoshop. I can never be more contented than this. If just because of this morning disaster and all my hardwork will be drown to the recycle bin, I'm just gonna shut down and reformat myself. Thank god that the great people around me who's always helping me out without a word of complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Lan's the one who asked the tutor to extend the time for me ( Angela told me this later on), and she even treated us a singing session at Party World later on! I had the best time with my girls there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all those who have helped me out, I really should put you guys' names on the post credit! And it's definitely a day I'll never ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, enjoy the short short clip :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R54WLCrbLmA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R54WLCrbLmA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: It's so strange viewing my own video on Youtube, it feels so different and yes, it's really about a sense of satisfaction. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5088224496227274923?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5088224496227274923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-eight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5088224496227274923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5088224496227274923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-eight.html' title='After Eight.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4479351341554216105</id><published>2010-05-15T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:03:32.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Happy Anniversary!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分手快乐! 一年半载噜，好快哦...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4479351341554216105?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4479351341554216105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4479351341554216105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4479351341554216105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4379702636939299666</id><published>2010-05-14T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:42:42.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>Play this. It's been ringing within me for a whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, and is your voice caught within your chest? it isn't love, it's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right? -it isn't love, its lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud, and eager to show them off? -it isn't love, it's pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want them because you know they're there? -it isn't love, it's loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand? -it isn't love, it's low confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them? -it isn't love, its pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? -it isn't love, it's infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? -it isn't love, it's friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell them every day that they are the only one you think of? -it isn't love, it's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? -it isn't love, it's charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart ache and break when they're sad? -then it's love. Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong? -then it's love. Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? -then it's love. Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you there? -then it's love. Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are? then it's love. Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? -then its love. Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it for a second. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits by dear &lt;a href="http://memoruies.blogspot.com"&gt;Xiaorui&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4379702636939299666?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4379702636939299666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4379702636939299666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4379702636939299666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1424114032954441085</id><published>2010-05-11T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:29:41.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>It's Okay to cry.</title><content type='html'>This morning, we saw a girl crying, lying broken on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her dashing out of the door with immense fear and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that split of second, I seem to confirm my emotional thoughts of everything, just everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. It's just isn't about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness and compassion. It's about replacing inner hate with love, avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance and providing forgiveness. It's about seeing people for who they are and not what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these choices are what it's about. This whole thing. I don't know how to put it as a whole. This thing that we call them as 'life'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1424114032954441085?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1424114032954441085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-okay-to-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1424114032954441085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1424114032954441085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-okay-to-cry.html' title='It&apos;s Okay to cry.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4474820982054904856</id><published>2010-05-10T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T05:37:33.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>I can't wait to end and start.</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for _____ to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Exam&lt;br /&gt;- ARTFREAK&lt;br /&gt;- intensive pimples plantation&lt;br /&gt;- worn off shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for _____ to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Holiday&lt;br /&gt;- absolute non art related period&lt;br /&gt;- clean dresses season ( for not going to studio, maybe)&lt;br /&gt;- road trip&lt;br /&gt;- swimming, trekking and all sorts of perspiring jobs&lt;br /&gt;- holiday camp for the kids&lt;br /&gt;- trip to Hong Kong &gt;:D! Yay this is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: One more day, Lim Zhai Wai, and you're done with it!Woohoo! Just chiong okay everyone :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4474820982054904856?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4474820982054904856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-wait-to-end-and-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4474820982054904856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4474820982054904856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-wait-to-end-and-start.html' title='I can&apos;t wait to end and start.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-9174564609917766231</id><published>2010-05-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T19:29:51.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Lifeless Sunday can be so good, out of my expectation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Coming back to school at Sunday might be the most lifeless idea I could get, but sitting alone in the studio and paint and sing like nobody's business become the best damn thing to do on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the very first time, the silence in studio can be so calm and full of inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs561.snc3/30648_10150166090130276_635050275_12159419_3722916_n.jpg%22" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-9174564609917766231?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/9174564609917766231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifeless-sunday-can-be-so-good-out-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9174564609917766231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/9174564609917766231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifeless-sunday-can-be-so-good-out-of.html' title='Lifeless Sunday can be so good, out of my expectation.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4663935897651177845</id><published>2010-05-01T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:06:37.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Look what you've done.</title><content type='html'>'Cause all that's left has gone away&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing there for you to prove&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it seems likes such fun&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose what you had won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me back my point of view&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can't think for you&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly hear you say&lt;br /&gt;What should I do, well you choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;You've made a fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;A fool of everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Jet, A Lot Like Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a summary of this whole full piece of crap. It's totally emotionally exhausted. I cried. I got numb and speechless. I see her cried and I cried. Because of you, I think we've teared together so many times. It's not worth it, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, we got stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a day off for myself at Labour Day, doing nothing, no art class, not seeing the kids, sleeping through whole day, jogged around the park, played the piano, totally non art related, as suggested by a friend. I'm more freshened up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want back is &lt;strong&gt;my point of view&lt;/strong&gt;. Which is always the thing I could never get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XD1cxSE25ck&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4663935897651177845?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4663935897651177845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-what-youve-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4663935897651177845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4663935897651177845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-what-youve-done.html' title='Look what you&apos;ve done.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4386061750453911902</id><published>2010-04-26T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:43:55.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>You know, after all, life's wonderful.</title><content type='html'>One moment, I am doomed with moroseness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after five minutes, I am bouncing up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's great to be people, regardless of what character you are, because, no matter how sucky your character is, you have something beautiful to be remembered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How should I say hmm... it's like, even monsters have their sensitive and softer side. Beauty and the Beast, that's what fairy tales teach the children. We should constantly remind ourselves as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how optimistic I can be :) HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin just commented to the class, " Sometimes, stop thinking about yourself. Go beyond yourself to others."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4386061750453911902?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4386061750453911902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-know-after-all-lifes-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4386061750453911902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4386061750453911902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-know-after-all-lifes-wonderful.html' title='You know, after all, life&apos;s wonderful.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1635060399324693565</id><published>2010-04-22T06:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:43:58.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Wrong Thinking.</title><content type='html'>I don't know, but seeing classmates purchasing new materials and life size canvases just got me into a temporary dilemma. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were rich for the very second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel that my stamina dropped a lot. Time to rummage out my sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I am used being lonely here, maybe I am not, and I am used just to keep my mouth shut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1635060399324693565?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1635060399324693565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/wrong-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1635060399324693565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1635060399324693565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/wrong-thinking.html' title='Wrong Thinking.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5351466393745812633</id><published>2010-04-19T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:50:56.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Honestly.</title><content type='html'>I think I am a boring person. It's in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring is being happy :) Listen more, talk less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5351466393745812633?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5351466393745812633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/honestly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5351466393745812633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5351466393745812633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/honestly.html' title='Honestly.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2587749780587703728</id><published>2010-04-18T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:22:46.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Partners &amp; Pixar</title><content type='html'>Big pictures below might not fit the layout. Directly 'goup' from Meng's fb album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382908901607_695591607_3950420_5059617_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizar 20th Anniversary. It's like a documentation of John Lasseter's baby even before their collaboration with Disney. They're the big boss of fully computerized animation. And I am really amazed how faithful they persist their belief onto the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Always start on paper and pen. Technology's the least to concern about here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng and Emily :) The pretty angmoh baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27233_382908766607_695591607_3950401_833804_n.jpg" /&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulley and Mike. I especially loved the scene when Mike put his contact lens on in the movie. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382908906607_695591607_3950421_3862972_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27233_382908916607_695591607_3950423_4378002_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vortex. Note the vertical swirl of water movement beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382908861607_695591607_3950415_3533833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382908891607_695591607_3950418_7065718_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27233_382908896607_695591607_3950419_2855992_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs519.snc3/27233_382908931607_695591607_3950425_4425836_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27233_382909041607_695591607_3950430_4769559_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs499.snc3/27233_382909006607_695591607_3950429_3101599_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3d movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs519.snc3/27233_382909066607_695591607_3950431_5665863_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382909086607_695591607_3950434_3466058_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs499.ash1/27233_382909101607_695591607_3950436_1090548_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz: To Infinity and Beyond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2587749780587703728?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2587749780587703728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/partners-pixar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2587749780587703728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2587749780587703728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/partners-pixar.html' title='Partners &amp; Pixar'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1780596504103748721</id><published>2010-04-11T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:40:52.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Thumbdrive.</title><content type='html'>I lost my thumbdrive till I got so paranoid. My portfolio file's in it and the backup's at home. I almost got crazy during the morning digital class I kinda got irritated by Terence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I change my habits of not losing things or not knowing where I place them? I know it's my fault but I seriously hate thumbdrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1780596504103748721?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1780596504103748721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/thumbdrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1780596504103748721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1780596504103748721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/thumbdrive.html' title='Thumbdrive.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5062393187485925044</id><published>2010-04-11T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:21:55.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Companions needed.</title><content type='html'>Anyone interested to go to Pixar's 20th anniversary exhibition? I wanna go badly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5062393187485925044?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5062393187485925044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/companions-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5062393187485925044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5062393187485925044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/companions-needed.html' title='Companions needed.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6471172099656418516</id><published>2010-04-10T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:21:47.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Tell you wat.</title><content type='html'>I dread plucking eyebrows. It's a daily routine that all girls have to do and we are bound with it? I'll just use my fringe to cover part of them &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished having war with my children in class, and I'm down &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOWN &lt;strong&gt;ILL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Been a few occasions where I'd myself soaked in the rain, so yup, I'm potentially infectious now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that time flies and it's been a month plus, but there are some great extraodinary gentlemen out there I have to say thanks for the day that was significant for me. Everyone asked how was I gonna celebrate it. Well, the fact was, I never really thought of it all the while, just wanna get old by the day and tell myself that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a girl, not yet a woman. So, I am the man myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Royale Music School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late and was dreading to start the class early in the morning. The kids were still fresh and cute. All of the sudden, the colleagues rushed in with a greenish cake and sang me the traditional song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs500.ash1/27284_1218202021831_1432303264_30490785_7267801_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning children! Jiayi, Jia Hao, Ric &amp;amp; Pratiksha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs500.ash1/27284_1218203221861_1432303264_30490792_6573906_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had green tea cake for the very first time. Pratiksha hated the taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs500.ash1/27284_1218203181860_1432303264_30490791_3585098_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Somerset 313 &amp;amp; Cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Angela at the floor painting @ CK Tangs, I dragged Jo and Meng to watch Alice in Wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as requested by yours truly, we got our jumpshots done! Wee, my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs475.ash1/26057_346061636607_695591607_3681858_7260532_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs455.snc3/26057_346061646607_695591607_3681859_7550682_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some people watching aside as if we'll fall down the stairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs475.snc3/26057_346061656607_695591607_3681860_7139581_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson red daisy and a lovely short note from Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs475.snc3/26057_346061696607_695591607_3681863_7510420_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Woodlands where we met Cas and Visa. My face can fry egg oledi luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs430.snc3/24766_343649224086_532574086_3696615_6312685_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs455.snc3/26057_346061736607_695591607_3681866_5663939_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin appeared and the couple surprised me with our traditional cake!!!! Four Leaves' Choco Exotic ( my favorite guilt!!!) Originally introduced by Wee ( whom I later met!), this cake has been a significant symbol for all our growing older events, annually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs475.ash1/26057_346061741607_695591607_3681867_7553868_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat syok syok kat sana, tak ingat apa yang saya sedang fikirkan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs455.snc3/26057_346061786607_695591607_3681871_1788232_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela called and I went aside to chat with her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs455.snc3/26057_346061796607_695591607_3681872_3882013_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Ubud, Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last day for us at beautiful Bali. The girls were hurrying around the artist's village to get their hands with the final hunting. I went back to this store called " (Something) Dolphin" to check out the beaded sling bag I'd been eyeing for these few days. Unfortunately I resisted due to the higher price with no further tawar-menawar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs495.snc3/27048_360232344331_756079331_3611005_7358921_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas was in the store before I came in and she was purchasing some bracelets as souvenirs. You really have to be there to witness her skills of bargaining! At first, Jas tried to persuade the shop attendant to offer me a lower price for the gorgeous bag. But she's not the tauke and she refused. Jas started to raise her eyebrows and continued arguing with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sensed something wrong and was thinking, maybe just suan le bah, this time I'll just let this go. I told Jas to forget about it, but she was still 'conversing' with the girl! Then later on the other girls came in, I thought nothing much happened then I walked out of the store and proceed on to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows, before departure back to Sing, the girls handed me the same bag hanging on the store to me! Jaw dropping and touching. They had been great roommates and companions during the journey and I'll definitely never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will share more about Bali next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much lovely people and you really make my day! My appreciation is far beyond words could describe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6471172099656418516?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6471172099656418516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-you-wat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6471172099656418516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6471172099656418516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-you-wat.html' title='Tell you wat.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-3881682048233503873</id><published>2010-04-07T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T10:23:50.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Okay, I've totally lost my counting.</title><content type='html'>Of how many times I've lost my phone in random places, and got it back again cuz it's so vintage noone will probably steal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And paiseh for everyone to be so worried, from my piano teacher to brother to Jo to Jas and Matt. Jas kept calling it and Matt accompanied me to Kopitiam again just to check it out. I couldn't afford to lose another sim card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up it's June, the owner of the two huge Siberian huskies who'd just happened to pass by and picked up the phone by the bench of the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? The next day, I said thank you to June, patted Snowy the female SUPERCUTE blue-eyed Siberian husky, and said hello to my good ol' Nokia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness she took it, if not I'll be waiting till July ;) If you catch the inner joke! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these two weeks have been a blast. So many things that churned my brain and racked its innermost thinking. I've been doing so many mental self equations and re-definition of everything. I admit that there are a lot of things I am stubborn with and I might look like 'anything-also-can' those type of character, I actually store a lot of beliefs and quotes beneath. Under my skin and clothes, I am really a typical kampung girl, and believe me or not, after 5 years plus, I am still shocked by how weird different characters can be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive all who have offended you, not for them, but for yourself. I will eventually, and always be the happier person : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While for people whom I care, I just realise that, they are those that will tell things that I will never tell myself, things that are so true but I keep avoiding it. I'll feel exactly comfortable even if it's silence, and think like we just had the best conversation ever. Or even if it's a disagreement, we'll say things out and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realize that I can write more fluently than I can talk when I would like to share what's inside my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just suck speaking out, that's all. Sometimes I rather write it out in a letter and crap out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I feel so much better talking things out with integrity. For some things, it's not really important, but it might be totally different for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I insist myself to finish this post halfway till here. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-3881682048233503873?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3881682048233503873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-ive-totally-lost-my-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3881682048233503873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/3881682048233503873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-ive-totally-lost-my-counting.html' title='Okay, I&apos;ve totally lost my counting.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-95470189289661232</id><published>2010-04-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:26:58.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Contradiction</title><content type='html'>Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving traffic in a car that you are still paying for in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-95470189289661232?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/95470189289661232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/contradiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/95470189289661232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/95470189289661232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/contradiction.html' title='Contradiction'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-4596217014509450817</id><published>2010-04-03T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:18:29.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Funfair! Exclaimation marks!!!</title><content type='html'>Time for a picture-ful post here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4489034144_87eb3797d6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleading like crazy to Angela and Meng to be my roller coaster partner! At last I dragged Zen and Babu to the funfair instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Euro Fun Park is just beside Angsana! They're one of the best portable amusement park around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4489034680_23647d6440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4488384697_5cc36d4709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've decided to go for the three most daring challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Top Gun. See the people inside? You're to turn 360 degrees in it! I've tried once in Sunway lagoon with my cousins and they're plain awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4488385097_1ce1a7f493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sky Rider. It's like riding ping pongs up in the sky but it's way much faster. I tried this at Genting before but this one is so much thriller( is this the right word to use?)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4488383981_61224ab0e6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Challenger. One of the best. But I didn't have a picture here. Feels like you'll be thrown outwards in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4489035058_51a9518d63.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thanks to the great chaperones Babu and Zen. All pictures by Zen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2775/4488387867_0646feceff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go again!!! Any kaki tangan?? :D !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of a short trip to HK Disneyland this June since Kaman's busy working for her internship at Perth. Any partners too? :D!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-4596217014509450817?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4596217014509450817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/funfair-exclaimation-marks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4596217014509450817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/4596217014509450817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/funfair-exclaimation-marks.html' title='Funfair! Exclaimation marks!!!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4489034144_87eb3797d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-6968341819499652281</id><published>2010-04-03T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:00:10.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>Oops.</title><content type='html'>I kinda like, have a serious big fight with my most respected brother last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1pm now. I've just waken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pufferfish eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant flashback memories then. I remembered it well. He threw away some of the old primed and framed canvases which I've gotten from an old senior from hometown. She'd previously drawn some abstract style of characters on them and brother hated them like crazy ( which I've no idea why). I piled them up underneath my closet, and who knows the hell they would invade my enclosed room and had an unexpected big clean up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, they worth a few hundred bucks. They're art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home around midnight after work and meeting. The whole place was drizzling. I entered the house from the side gate and saw them drenching with the rest of the unwanted belongings around the rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, they're equivalent to rubbish. They're anyhow drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I want is just some tiny acceptance and recognition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But we never have any 'overnight hatreds' lah, after a midnight movie and slumber, it's all back to the normal happy us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-6968341819499652281?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6968341819499652281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6968341819499652281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/6968341819499652281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/oops.html' title='Oops.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-5209925358838636791</id><published>2010-04-01T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:17:43.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>Oops, I was having a week of the "ponteng worm" in my body. But I can't help it! Assignments are flooding and I was preparing the best wedding ever for Coco, and so I have reasons to ditch classes, one in a blue moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was now waiting for Zen to come back so that we could go to fly kite at the park and later to the Eurowheel fun fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I head down to my portfolio and digital art proposal, here's what I've been totally addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Scissorhands. My favorite Tim Burton and Johnny Depp's movie of all. Fun, sad, quirky, and most of all, "cannot make it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Alice in Wonderland is kinda like a disappointment to me. The time of waiting is not directly proportionate to the overall rating of the movie. It was just pure entertainment. So Edward remains the one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KCGrf2w2As&amp;amp;hl=" width="640" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Ong's latest album at last!! I've been waiting for so long since her bossanova tunes. You can see that she's more established now, but I still prefer her the "lesser commercialised" kinda girl. Sweet and simple. Just my sort of songs for lovely nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get her album soon :D! YAyness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1Zn9aKwVDc&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: Good friend indeed. Good Friday indeed. You know what I mean sweetheart! Thanks for the day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-5209925358838636791?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5209925358838636791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5209925358838636791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/5209925358838636791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday!'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8382531976737817408</id><published>2010-03-24T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:35:22.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Pirated CD saves my life</title><content type='html'>During the last weekend, I spent a night downloading the trial version of Adobe Flash CS 4. It's a painstaking process for my internet connection snail here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, the downloading completed and I clicked to start the installation. ALL OF A SUDDEN, POP!!!!!!! The light got off and it's but another major power cut around the town. It's been happening for a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the current resumed, I realized the downloaded files were all gone, no backups, so I had to repeat the procedure again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time round, the connection said, " 22/35/67/89 hours left!!!!!" And it's already Sunday morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had no choice but to use my last choice. Head down to City Square, spend RM15 and purchase a pirated cd of the programme. And it's Adobe Power Suite, so all the other innecessary stuff are all included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, after half an hour, I am sitting down there doing my flash assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_______-'''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a full program! What a shortcut I've learnt in such a long way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8382531976737817408?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8382531976737817408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/pirated-cd-saves-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8382531976737817408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8382531976737817408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/pirated-cd-saves-my-life.html' title='Pirated CD saves my life'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-2764859366642564387</id><published>2010-03-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:53:19.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Weekend Thinkabouts on Difference Occurence</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the dog bites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the bee stings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm feeling sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I simply remember my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then I don't feel so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever faced that you'll worry how a great relationship ended some way in future? People that matter most to you, things that you cherish so much in life, one day, they'll be gone, just like any passerbys, and just to realize that it's only part of movement in your sonata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think about death when I looked into my great grandma's pictures, and to imagine how afraid I was for the day I have to face it. I looked at my dearest mum, one day she'll leave. I flipped back my best highschool back in hometown, where it's too early to say goodbye. I thought I was the happiest girl in a bgr before it's too early to end the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about today which is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday. I am worrying way too much. If I take everything as a life and death situation, I would have been dead for many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why worry so much about the upcoming future when I have too little time to appreciate what it's in front of you right now? Worry, as I realize, often gives a small thing a big shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an unusual mayhem in the art room this afternoon. Students came back after their Cny holiday ( Yes, In m'sia, families love to take a month long of holiday for this big thing) and things were working normally like how the clock has always ticked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, in came three new students, Joey, Jack and Judy. They're siblings. They're the grandchildren of the old auntie whom I always purchase my favorite Sarawak Kolot Mee few blocks away from our school. The son, Jack, is probably the most unique child I'll be teaching, yet to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not supposed to be born, as told by Judy. He was unable to be delivered and had to stay inside her mother's womb for a month more, which makes it 10 months. Severely deoxygenated but miraculously, Jack survived till today, a great 13 years. He's surviving from minor autism, bitten by kids in school for his disabilities, and now he's learning under " pendidikan khas"- special education. He dislikes reading, hates words, but he'll only draw and draw and draw at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to him in the normal calm mode, guiding him on how to use his sketches and oil pastel. He'd merely spoken a word, just nodded his head, and avoided any direct eye contact with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, he coloured his sunset drawing as beautiful as everyone else in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he walked out of the school entrance, as shy as he usually was, he smiled, " Thank you, Miss Lim. Bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that, it's always the smallest gesture that my conscience reminded myself, once again, that it's a shame of me thinking of giving up this job as an art teacher. It's always how happy I am to be with my bunch of children :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-2764859366642564387?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2764859366642564387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-thinkabouts-on-difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2764859366642564387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/2764859366642564387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-thinkabouts-on-difference.html' title='Weekend Thinkabouts on Difference Occurence'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-8638785190024075147</id><published>2010-03-19T03:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T03:47:58.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>Reality kills</title><content type='html'>Full stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-8638785190024075147?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8638785190024075147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/reality-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8638785190024075147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/8638785190024075147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/reality-kills.html' title='Reality kills'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1333332274859194713</id><published>2010-03-14T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T09:35:13.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>School is starting soon</title><content type='html'>I am here to tell myself that stop dreaming and playing and fooling around and think about when my next angel is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to take care of my student's pass, scholarship and the next dream trip. That's the only thing that I can retain my hope to prove to God and my parents, that I am not going to disappoint them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom come up to such severe issues but here it is. And good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a good start for the first day of school. Unfinished assignments all the way long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1333332274859194713?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1333332274859194713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-is-starting-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1333332274859194713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1333332274859194713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-is-starting-soon.html' title='School is starting soon'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-7031192993799287106</id><published>2010-03-13T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:38:53.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Rantings'/><title type='text'>All the Great B-s.</title><content type='html'>Nowadays, B-s have been lingering in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And B stands for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday. I never worship this name ever since I grew up but this year, it's really a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali. It's just plain awesome besides one a whole night of diarrhea and twenty plus visits to the toilets. Thanks to the yummy morning fruit juice provided by the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth and Baby. I congratulate my dearest girl with her dearest angel on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch. 就知道你会上来看！欺负我的姐妹是你的业！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisexual. Please tell me that you're not. Please. I need to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog. I miss this place right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast. Thanks to the daily devotion of the yummy morning fruit juice provided by the cottage we live, I've had diarrhea for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride. Brother's wife! Welcoming my dai sou!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother. I miss him. Why can't he just get his butt back from LA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt. Thanks to all the visitings to the toilet due to food poisoning, I can literally feel my pair behind cracking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus rides. I love looking out of the windows viewing the spectacular scenery of Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies. I miss my bunch of Saturday kids in the drawing class even though I dread going to work after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali Black coffee. I know coffee starts with c, but it's just awesome!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balcony. The girls always gather and chat and dry our panties and bras right there at the cottage's balcony. HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braids. I was just sitting right there under the hut and the embaks came up and started to tie my hair! The other girls retained it till Monday, you'll see them in class. But I removed it that late night, thinking of the possible great shock if I were to appear in such overwhelming hair statement in front of the kids the next morning. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs483.ash1/26434_10150126859150276_635050275_11424530_6398582_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't see it too clearly here. Waiting patiently for Jas's pics :)&lt;/span&gt; I am so proud to say that noone can beat our jump shots! I can see the trails of trends all around now &gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bald. OOPS. What a word for me to remind of h-i-m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank. Account. Empty. Equals to. Bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend and sister. Am I so glad to hear her voice again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiwei :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-7031192993799287106?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7031192993799287106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-great-b-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7031192993799287106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/7031192993799287106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-great-b-s.html' title='All the Great B-s.'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216419863141448824.post-1694972418094434914</id><published>2010-03-07T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T00:11:22.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplations'/><title type='text'>I need it</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I am really tired of my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that somebody could be like me. I wanted to talk to someone who won't say a single word, who's just willing to give out a listening ear, that's all. Only ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everyone has their own problems, so many of them I didn't dare to say out mine to them. Everytime I wanted to voice out, I hesitated, and keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love them, that's why I am even afraid I said the wrong things that might hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to enter my heart. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8216419863141448824-1694972418094434914?l=destinynextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1694972418094434914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1694972418094434914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8216419863141448824/posts/default/1694972418094434914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://destinynextdoor.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-it.html' title='I need it'/><author><name>Destiny Next Door</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915614409709695657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
