<?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-8987618191042821781</id><updated>2012-02-10T14:58:37.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Amusement's Sake</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2821440517406247747</id><published>2009-09-02T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:27:11.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brisbane Trip Part#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A while back in July, Mom and I took a trip down to Brisbane , Australia to see what that brother of mine has been up to. Rumours were that he was a syndicate leader for trafficking humans, others say he was turning gay and wanted to be the hottest asian drag queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha ok. sorry, all of the above aren't true. Brian is still Brian, just in a whole new different, very cold environment! I miss my brother, him being so far away makes me feel like I don't really have a tai-ko these days. But Brian's gonna graduated next year and hopefully he comes back home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, here are some pictures I took whilst I was shopping in Queensbay Mall, Brisbane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Brisbane, you can walk everywhere and anywhere! Good for me, I love walking!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the air is so sweet and fresh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The transportation system is very efficient as well. With buses available every 5-10 minutes, you hardly have to watse much time waiting for the bus! (unlike the RapidKLs here in Malaysia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their buses have respective stations and places to stop so they don't disrupt traffic conditions. Which is good because the buses and taxis in Malaysia always simply stop anywhere they want to, causing slow-ups and adding to jams during peak hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyhoo, look at all the candy I found!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DRroKiCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UZ-_JPSFV9M/s1600-h/P7090129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376808976174975010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DRroKiCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UZ-_JPSFV9M/s320/P7090129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376808968745846610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DRP87B1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/XSh2qOY34Rk/s320/P7090126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have such weird and unique candies, it's no wonder children go trick-or-treating during HAlloween! In Malaysia, you'd probably get Fizzy Colas and Mentos if you trick-or-treat, so might as well buy from Pasar Malam youself! haha  MONSTER GOBSTOPPER!!!! I didn't get it because as interesting as it looks, I wouldn't know how to finish it all by me-self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DQqlSy2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/vTxUq8x9hpc/s1600-h/P7090123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376808958714628962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DQqlSy2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/vTxUq8x9hpc/s320/P7090123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SPOOKY EYS and some strawberry OOZER! ooooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BbLBwkmI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rPNbFXfmB_c/s1600-h/P7090124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376806940199391842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BbLBwkmI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rPNbFXfmB_c/s320/P7090124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BaahGIRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jYZ72tIht6g/s1600-h/P7090079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376806927177490706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BaahGIRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jYZ72tIht6g/s320/P7090079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the bridge my brother crosses everyday to get to QUT (Queensland University of Technology) It's real nice walking across it with the cool wind blowing at your face! And right where the bridge ends lays an absolutely beautiful botanical garden! When I say botanic, it really is botanic ok! Got ancient giant trees (the kind in Alice in Wonderland!) and huge birds walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZ5sRNRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VMeWiJwJBnw/s1600-h/P7110189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376806918365984018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZ5sRNRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/VMeWiJwJBnw/s320/P7110189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom's cooking!!! Loving the curry! Australian food bores me to death. I need spicy hot curry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZmOPDSI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uL3ej3D4di4/s1600-h/P7080062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376806913139739938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZmOPDSI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uL3ej3D4di4/s320/P7080062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At a morning market! They have huge sausages everywhere! But it's pretty oily though. (nothing new, since Msia has plenty of oily stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberries there are real cheap and mega sweeeeet! I can't remember how many boxes I had! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZFx7dCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Xl8e4zvpN90/s1600-h/P7060006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376806904431080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5BZFx7dCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Xl8e4zvpN90/s320/P7060006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding a kangaroo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are two main types of kangaroos. This, and the red kangaroo.(no it isn't red in colour, i have no idea why it's called red kangaroo) But let me warn you, red kangaroos bite!! and they have really lan si faces! so don't bother feeding them! (yes,i got bitten by a red kangaroo! :(  bummer, magical moment destroyed there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didn't manage to find a kangaroo big enough so I could hop into ints pouch and be whisked away in kangaroo frenzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh! I had a roo burger and it was awesome! But I only like Purple Gorillaz's burgers- big, healthy and juicy with lots of ingredients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2821440517406247747?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2821440517406247747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2821440517406247747' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2821440517406247747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2821440517406247747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/09/brisbane-trip-part1.html' title='Brisbane Trip Part#1'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sp5DRroKiCI/AAAAAAAAAWo/UZ-_JPSFV9M/s72-c/P7090129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7766719494668328021</id><published>2009-08-31T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:57:15.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from College Camp 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really tired. This morning, I went to sleep with back-aches and woke up with knee pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It is still hurting now. I feel so old. A young person like me should not have back-aches and knee pains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's law classes tommorrow and I need to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great fun time at camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the assistant games group leader for CIA and we got 4th placing out of 12 teams! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, camp's over for now and it's back to life. I've got loads to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time of refreshing and reflection at camp. (no not that it was quiet but it was a good time away from everything else la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm starting my Japanese Intermediate 2 classes this coming wed and Skytrex is up this Sat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-7766719494668328021?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7766719494668328021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7766719494668328021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7766719494668328021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7766719494668328021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-all-just-got-back-from-college-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-3009265492664352046</id><published>2009-08-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:23:12.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've been thinking of taking the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JLPT exams&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Nihongo Nouryoku Shiken, or Japanese Language Proficiency Test (JLPT), is a widely-recognized test certifying the taker's Japanese language ability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Should I? I want to! Yes, I've been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;attending Japanese language classes&lt;/span&gt; for the past one month at ICLS, InterCultural Language School at Damansara Uptown. And it's been awesome!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I mean, eventhough classes can be tiring and mentally draining at times, (probably cause its 4 hours of hard concentration work, speaking and application skills.) its actually enjoyable and interesting. And I find myself wanting to learn more about the language and the culture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My course was an&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; intensive&lt;/span&gt; one that covers 3 levels -Beginners 1, Beginners 2 and Intermediate 1 which I did in 25 days (5 weeks). Well, thats all over now that I just graduated on friday with a pretty cert that came with a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;grade A&lt;/span&gt;. yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm hoping my dad lets me continue with Intermediate 2. My plan is to study for the JLPT in December. Taking Level 4 JLPT means I would have to learn &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;100 kanji characters&lt;/span&gt; though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Funny that I am learning chinese characters thought Japanese! But oh well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Btw I am taking Mandarin classes too at ILCS. But it's&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; pretty boring&lt;/span&gt;. :( Why isn't mandarin interesting? hmmmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;College starts next week! I'm actually looking forward to Japanese classes more than law classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;aha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyhow, it feels great being able to study. At least I won't feel so dumb anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a great link to help with JLPT preparations : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.hawaii.edu/~ahillier/webportal.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Preparing for theJapanese Language Proficiency Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/8987618191042821781-3009265492664352046?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/3009265492664352046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=3009265492664352046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3009265492664352046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3009265492664352046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-thinking.html' title='busy thinking...'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2889638583508374910</id><published>2009-08-15T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:29:05.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was not funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was on my way to 1utama to catch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GI Joe&lt;/span&gt; when all of a sudden, without any warning, the slight pain in my tummy turned into excruciating agony. I cursed the pain and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;told it to go away&lt;/span&gt;. But to no avail, since I ended up in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the public toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;utmost confusion&lt;/span&gt; prior to having my period, and could not bring myself to fathom what was going on. First the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;knots in my tummy&lt;/span&gt; decided to tighten up impromptu and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kill me&lt;/span&gt;. But at the same time, I felt a strong urge to release my bowels. So I did, but the shit didn't want to come out! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grrr.&lt;/span&gt; But at the same time, I suddenly had a sick feeling in my gut and wanted to vomit. And the cramp only fought harder to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;compete for my attention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was it, I couldn't numb myself and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;try to act strong anymore&lt;/span&gt;. In the throes of nearing-death, I let out a cry of distress. What kind of person can handle stomach cramps, constipation, dehydration, and the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sick vomit-ty feeling&lt;/span&gt; at the same time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I could think of was myself at that time. All I wanted to do was to go home, eventhough my mom already bought us tickets for the movie. I coudn't care lest with the abominable pain nagging in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that fleeting moment... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought how horrible labour pain was and that I didn't want to put myself through all that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wondered how &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wounded soldiers at war&lt;/span&gt; could care for the lives of their fellow comrades when they themselves are in agonizing pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wondered if high-powered &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CEO women&lt;/span&gt; had to take leave when the suffer severe cramps, and miss important business meetings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I foolishly thought death would be an easy way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things you think about when you're in pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried out to God to pause whatever pain or shit or vomit that was going to come out until I got home. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thank you God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom was of great aid despite my loud wailing- giving me a heated-pillow, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;painkillers&lt;/span&gt; and warm water. The heat from the thick padding numbed the cramps. At ease, I closed my eyes and sat on the toilet until I almost fell asleep. (Yes, that's how long I sat there!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a horribly horrible episode&lt;/span&gt; of my life! It's the first time this has happened. I don't usually get severe cramps, just slight ones that I ignore until it subsidizes. I learnt a new word today: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dysmenorrhea- painful menstruation&lt;/span&gt;. I never thought it would happen to me cause my usual symtoms are lethargy and crying spells. ( better to be emotionally affected than to have severe physical pains!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am I blogging about this? Well, this is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;pivotal experience in my bloody life&lt;/span&gt;. I realise how ignorant I am to my own body; I know so little about how my hormones or my lifestyle can affect my body when its that time of the month. Most girls usually just accept it as it comes and goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I've decided, enough is enough! I am going to look after my body and make sure I eat the right things so that in the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;next 28 days&lt;/span&gt;, there will be no PMS symtoms to take charge of my body. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will not let some severe cramp ruin my day! I am going to fight against the mentality of passively accepting cirmcumstances I should never accept.&lt;/span&gt; ( no of course I'm going to bleed, but I'm going to control the symtoms that come before and during the bleeding.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Women should empower themselves with the right knowlegde and attitude to free themselves of this bondage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So begins my war with PMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will make sure I win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.hawaii.edu/~ahillier/webportal.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2889638583508374910?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2889638583508374910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2889638583508374910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2889638583508374910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2889638583508374910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-not-funny.html' title='Today was not funny'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2398257200469370619</id><published>2009-06-14T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T11:15:04.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Things at my Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;or at my crib, as Jaclyn calls it! aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in the longest time have I had soooo many young things all gathered in my house at the same time!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say young things because their IC probably carries a birthdate year far from mine, and their raging hormones are about as young as the are. aha&lt;br /&gt;TO say that I didn't feel the least old would be lying. I was like the oldest girl among all the girls there. It didn't help that I was the host cause I had to run around making sure the food was ready and etc. But I had a great time hosting these girls!! And being with such young sweet things did bring out the kid in me! aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe they weren't all sweet. Nooo some,ok maybe not some, most of the are pretty noisy creatures! I learnt after the paintball fight that they can be pretty aggresive and energetic too!! It s like they never seen water balloons before! aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here's a rough account of how the slumber party went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to start at 12pm but the girls are typical Malaysians...so we started at about 145pm? i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Theme is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once all the girls came, we started on games!!! If you're cute like me, you get to be a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Squirrel &lt;/span&gt;and run away to the shelter of Trees when the Hunter comes! That's the game we played la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to give ourselves titles as well, with the condition that it has to start with the same &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alphabet &lt;/span&gt;as your name!&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Anti-social Amy, Entertaining Eunice, Jiggly Junee, Most-awesome Melissa (cheating wan), Pretty Phebe, Jumping Jedida, Exciting Eugenia, Doodle Daphne(ryhmes with noodle), Terrific Tiffany, Happy Huei Minn, and ? Bernice ? haha i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Gorgeous Gloria of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the typical girls-baking session, I turned it into a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kuih-making session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How much more local can you get right?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;We made Abok-Abok (sago-gula melaka wrapped in banan leaf), Kuih Keria (mini sugared donuts) and Lepat Pisang.&lt;br /&gt;Mashed up &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bananas and tapiocas&lt;/span&gt; and chunks of gula melaka.&lt;br /&gt;Girls like Bernice and Melissa got to whip out their muscles!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I absolutely love kuih&lt;/span&gt; btw so it was a big treat to be able to make plenty and eat plenty of it!!&lt;br /&gt;Yummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Treasure Hunting&lt;/span&gt; around my entire neighbourhood. Girl's hands and legs were tied up to each other in groups of three.&lt;br /&gt;Team blue, yellow and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wet wet purple water baloons.&lt;/span&gt; The girls unleashed their fury upon one another with love from water baloons. so so loving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;terminated our hunger with Domino's Pizza&lt;/span&gt; and drank up SeaMasters!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then joined the HF and sang to a little Praise and Worship.&lt;br /&gt;bath bath clean clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mean Girls!&lt;/span&gt; (because the girls can't get enough of mean)&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn and Melissa had to leave. :( all the best in exams!&lt;br /&gt;Then I enticed everyone into an &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;intellectual game of numbers&lt;/span&gt; and mercifully punished the blur with pretty fashionable items to wear!&lt;br /&gt;Ask Amy, she had a pretty great makeover! (cool sunglasses with a shower cap in her oversized MU t-shirt!!!) :)&lt;br /&gt;*Tiffany has pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany and Huei Minn had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Then the girls called for an urgent&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Midnight Ice-cream meeting.&lt;/span&gt; So I made sure everyone was fattened-up with chocolate,yam and vanilla ice-creams!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Had a Love-note writing sessions in which we all wrote a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love Note&lt;/span&gt;. The Love Notes were put into a bag to be exchanged the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;After which, I decided to cheer them up with some &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bring It On part4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Watched all the way till 230am.&lt;br /&gt;Cheered until I fell asleep.haha&lt;br /&gt;All 9 of the girls managed to fit into the room somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I retreated to the comforts of my own bed! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning...&lt;br /&gt;Wakey wakey brush brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fluffy bunny pancakes&lt;/span&gt;(Gloria's once-in-a-lifetime specialty) with ice cream(again) and Fresh Toast(courtesy of Eugenia and JEdida) and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Milo Ice with icecream&lt;/span&gt;(again) for breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls decided to walk to the park and play. so we went on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;swings and see-saw&lt;/span&gt; and they made me use the tube slide!!! *I cannot slide in it ok. more like pushing my way out tot he bottom of the slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Star Dust&lt;/span&gt; and the girls left onebyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it think was somewhat tiring hosting a slumber party because after it all ended, I just wanted to sleep! aha&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you girls did too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Paintball and sunway lagoon!! :)&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/8987618191042821781-2398257200469370619?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2398257200469370619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2398257200469370619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2398257200469370619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2398257200469370619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/06/young-things-at-my-place.html' title='Young Things at my Place'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-660057030979390118</id><published>2009-06-04T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:53:03.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Bummer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When i say 'bum', what do you think of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For the avid shopper, it means more to shop for B.U.Ms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For the sexually obnoxious pervert, a clear image of a two-cheeked flesh with a line in the middle may appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For the random dreamer, perhaps a baboon's butt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;or the for the hopelessly romantic, a baboon turns into a charming price when you kiss its bum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(aha I'm sure most of you are thinking of the dumb baboon in one of CArtoon Network's indispensable cartoons -'I am Weasel'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if you're bumming around like me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you know it somehow either categorises you or fits into your current activties these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;These days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when people ask me what I'm doing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I say, 'I'm studying...the art of bumming!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;which is true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really am studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Speaking of which I'm already at chapter 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Learning how to draw a Bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now what bum were you thinking of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was learning how to draw myself of course!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'Bum' is a rather ambigous word, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&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/8987618191042821781-660057030979390118?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/660057030979390118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=660057030979390118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/660057030979390118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/660057030979390118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-bummer.html' title='What a Bummer!!!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-4048520549543066297</id><published>2009-04-27T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:33:11.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAROIMIA - The Crazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple of pictures taken during the crazy weekend! We did 4 shows within 3 days! Crazy huh. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-1JdJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NLCN_Z-gO9w/s1600-h/IMG_7139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305185599219026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-1JdJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NLCN_Z-gO9w/s320/IMG_7139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The make-up artists-Regina, Cheryl and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-1MEof4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/7zDGQxoZbPQ/s1600-h/IMG_7144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305186301673346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-1MEof4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/7zDGQxoZbPQ/s320/IMG_7144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red Blood Army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-0-z1Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SNdoPZjp2BQ/s1600-h/IMG_7058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305182741554050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-0-z1Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/SNdoPZjp2BQ/s320/IMG_7058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pearly and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305178526168962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-0vGzt4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/hMcx1G4BSs4/s320/IMG_7113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Paul and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-0RXSz9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZzUgZ17CzHQ/s1600-h/IMG_7057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329305170542251986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-0RXSz9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/ZzUgZ17CzHQ/s320/IMG_7057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The powerful Gs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gloria Chan &amp;amp; Gloria Chieng :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never in the world has there been such powerful forces of Glorias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300626963549858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6rzNtzqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/T8UyE9k_i_8/s320/IMG_7116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thank you Katrina, Raymond and Jon for coming &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also, thank you Siew Kuan, Susan,  Elise, Shaun Quah, Hsien Loong, Ezekiel, CC, Jovita, Bryan Chow, Joe Fendy, Gillian, Alex, Chee Kong, Wai Yan, Cha Yee and Mei Shin for making it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(CC, I'm so proud you sobered up and came!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I couldn't meet up with some of you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry waiyan i missed you!!!will give you a very big fat hug next time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6rpSGz7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4yVwYYOLFUc/s1600-h/IMG_7162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300624297611186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6rpSGz7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4yVwYYOLFUc/s320/IMG_7162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wonderful Julie, sweet sweet Tammie and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300617852125922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6rRRYguI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KVng8BrFsdY/s320/IMG_7132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Summer trying to be an evil green, but it's not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300615300273122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6rHw-U-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/rp008ujibrw/s320/IMG_7138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jerica, Gloria, The Crimson Knight-Mark Poh and Su Yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6q6RSjaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/n9AlA6Bg1TA/s1600-h/IMG_7158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329300611677719970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV6q6RSjaI/AAAAAAAAAUY/n9AlA6Bg1TA/s320/IMG_7158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;          Paroimia was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for me! Never have I seen so much talent and hardwork all in one place-drawn to the center of God's love and grace. For now, I'm glad it's over; fell sick on the last day of performance so it's a good thing that I get to rest! (am getting better) But I'm definately gonna miss all the friendly faces, the bonding sessions, the funny moments back-stage, posing for millions of pictures, and the andrenalin rush I get whenever we rush out to do the Red Blood Army dance!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A big thank you to everyone who helped out for PAROIMIA! To the ushers, props management team, lightings team, actors, dancers, make-up artists, follow-up team, producers, each of you played a part in making PAROIMIA a success.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the biggest thank you goes to God, for giving us all the wonderful privilege to be part of something so huge and live-changing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For most of us, it's only the beginning of greater things to come! I'm excited! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-4048520549543066297?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/4048520549543066297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=4048520549543066297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4048520549543066297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4048520549543066297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/paroimia-crazy-weekend.html' title='PAROIMIA - The Crazy Weekend'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SfV-1JdJ5VI/AAAAAAAAAVg/NLCN_Z-gO9w/s72-c/IMG_7139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-6954396314954017366</id><published>2009-04-19T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:11:07.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paroimia 18th april&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so so so sorry I couldn't stay back to see you guys after the play, but thanks for coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Louis Yap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katrina Yeoh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arvind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jansen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raymond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kok Peng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stole some pictures from Louis's &lt;a href="http://www.louisyap.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SeshlFkiQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aWDZ76YnXvc/s1600-h/alric_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326387905330037666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SeshlFkiQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aWDZ76YnXvc/s320/alric_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alric, you're finally showing your true colours. I always knew you were evil! call me mean somemore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Seshk3PDEPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jnxHEZGiD4s/s1600-h/katrina_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326387901481816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Seshk3PDEPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jnxHEZGiD4s/s320/katrina_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kat, so funny la you!!! ahahaha of all the people to choose as your pose-lookalike! suits you very well i think! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we all know you will look very pretty with a moustache! :)&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/8987618191042821781-6954396314954017366?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/6954396314954017366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=6954396314954017366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6954396314954017366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6954396314954017366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/word-of-appreciation.html' title='Word of appreciation'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SeshlFkiQ6I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aWDZ76YnXvc/s72-c/alric_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2253714972729949072</id><published>2009-04-17T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:08:50.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PAROIMIA 17th april&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325886329505308146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZiBF3fI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NuxC4aCeHkk/s320/IMG_7006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZb1NfTI/AAAAAAAAATw/B0dGXwNrHCw/s1600-h/IMG_7005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325886327844863282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZb1NfTI/AAAAAAAAATw/B0dGXwNrHCw/s320/IMG_7005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZMp6iGI/AAAAAAAAATo/t8Fr5uZAYKg/s1600-h/IMG_6997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325886323770951778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZMp6iGI/AAAAAAAAATo/t8Fr5uZAYKg/s320/IMG_6997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325891941720003458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelegNJWE4I/AAAAAAAAAUA/Zcfhlq94gAQ/s320/IMG_7014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace Goh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karen Lim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ann Joe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mann-Ee (hope i got the spelling right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melanie Goh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pamela Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mei Quin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu Er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suet Lye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yen Sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Han Cheng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack Leow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ji Fatt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Francis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micheal Mok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micheal Woon&lt;br /&gt;Keng Fai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon Loke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tze Chui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tze Chi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tze Hing&lt;/div&gt;and of course, my Ama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for being so supportive and in putting in effort to come yesterday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my HMC friends, will miss all of you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so sorry I didn't get to see you guys before you went off, but nevertheless thanks for taking time out for PAROIMIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your presence made it all the more worthwhile dancing up there!&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/8987618191042821781-2253714972729949072?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2253714972729949072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2253714972729949072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2253714972729949072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2253714972729949072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-all.html' title='Thank You all!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SelZZiBF3fI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NuxC4aCeHkk/s72-c/IMG_7006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7472984113751029964</id><published>2009-04-16T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:59:27.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It just keeps getting better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check it out! More changgih posters!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so so so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything I imagine it in my head, my palms start to get all sweaty and I get the jittery-buttery feeling!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg26pJmZI/AAAAAAAAATY/8L9YhxP1UBQ/s1600-h/3107_93317250549_531855549_2446689_1208884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325472318448310674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg26pJmZI/AAAAAAAAATY/8L9YhxP1UBQ/s320/3107_93317250549_531855549_2446689_1208884_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg29RD-4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oOyHasNpDY8/s1600-h/3107_93317235549_531855549_2446688_7335191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325472319152585602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg29RD-4I/AAAAAAAAATQ/oOyHasNpDY8/s320/3107_93317235549_531855549_2446688_7335191_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg2s089MI/AAAAAAAAATI/1t9o2ATiQD4/s1600-h/3107_93317260549_531855549_2446690_6970112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325472314739717314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg2s089MI/AAAAAAAAATI/1t9o2ATiQD4/s320/3107_93317260549_531855549_2446690_6970112_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg2rdNidI/AAAAAAAAATA/deBPHvuGsx0/s1600-h/3107_93317230549_531855549_2446687_4691406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325472314371705298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg2rdNidI/AAAAAAAAATA/deBPHvuGsx0/s320/3107_93317230549_531855549_2446687_4691406_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8987618191042821781-7472984113751029964?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7472984113751029964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7472984113751029964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7472984113751029964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7472984113751029964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-just-keeps-getting-better.html' title='It just keeps getting better'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sefg26pJmZI/AAAAAAAAATY/8L9YhxP1UBQ/s72-c/3107_93317250549_531855549_2446689_1208884_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8774853399821831728</id><published>2009-04-13T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:19:10.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so exciting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing the main characters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364858227486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxoP047nI/AAAAAAAAASw/rVhSjJv9FaY/s320/s691268802_1765045_1660217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxoU9KlgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KhDZ_FwmwgA/s1600-h/s691268802_1765043_7397674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364859604375042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxoU9KlgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KhDZ_FwmwgA/s320/s691268802_1765043_7397674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxVnier4I/AAAAAAAAASg/uoKLqCfC7Xc/s1600-h/t691268802_1765044_4877808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364538175205250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxVnier4I/AAAAAAAAASg/uoKLqCfC7Xc/s320/t691268802_1765044_4877808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxVfQNMyI/AAAAAAAAASY/WVPyUvDIUgA/s1600-h/t691268802_1765047_5094038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324364535951078178" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxVKMDD5I/AAAAAAAAASA/a6Vx4ZG5uPE/s320/t691268802_1765050_6141985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePwCdtr7sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/uMOd572N57I/s1600-h/n691268802_1738796_313195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324363109608713922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePwCdtr7sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/uMOd572N57I/s320/n691268802_1738796_313195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePwCUfYzOI/AAAAAAAAARw/6IIRMLEVnXs/s1600-h/n691268802_1738797_6964594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324363107132820706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePwCUfYzOI/AAAAAAAAARw/6IIRMLEVnXs/s320/n691268802_1738797_6964594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You don't want to miss out on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8774853399821831728?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8774853399821831728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8774853399821831728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8774853399821831728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8774853399821831728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-so-exciting.html' title='This is so exciting!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SePxoP047nI/AAAAAAAAASw/rVhSjJv9FaY/s72-c/s691268802_1765045_1660217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8190851671286443555</id><published>2009-04-04T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:49:57.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come watch PAROIMIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason why I've been away from the blogging atmosphere is simply because I have way better things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such as, practising for the long-awaited, upcoming production extravaganza, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;PAROIMIA- The Tale of Colours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320834797309511858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SddnDqIryLI/AAAAAAAAARg/cM2qrZDzKEU/s320/Paroimia-Leaflet-outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sddo1aaIA1I/AAAAAAAAARo/9b306i_ZzXw/s1600-h/Paroimia-Leaflet-inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320836751592784722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 466px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/Sddo1aaIA1I/AAAAAAAAARo/9b306i_ZzXw/s320/Paroimia-Leaflet-inside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once upon a time, a prince was born in the Golden City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Prince Elyon.&lt;br /&gt;That same day, the commander of the Golden Army, Kieron, led a rebellion against the King and stole away the citizens.&lt;br /&gt;It had been long foretold that a day like that would come, when a savior would be needed. He would have to die in exchange for the citizens' freedom.&lt;br /&gt;His blood for theirs.&lt;br /&gt;Prince Elyon was to be that savior.&lt;br /&gt;Will he be able to wipe the darkness of Kieron out?&lt;br /&gt;Will the people ever be free from the clutches of Kieron?&lt;br /&gt;Come and watch Paroimia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the colors whisk you away to the land where the Golden Command upholds justice...the Dark Legion threatens peace &amp;amp; harmony.&lt;br /&gt;Is there hope for the imprisoned Grey Doldrums?&lt;br /&gt;Can the courageous Blood Army bring restoration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th April (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;18th April (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;24th April (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;25th April (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;The story will unfold from&lt;br /&gt;8pm to 10pm&lt;br /&gt;at the Main Sanctuary of FGA KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not to be missed!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Worth yout time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;Admission is free.&lt;br /&gt;I am dancing somemore!&lt;br /&gt;*fuiyooh&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the whole world should come see!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there aligators! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8190851671286443555?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8190851671286443555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8190851671286443555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8190851671286443555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8190851671286443555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/04/paroimia-paranoia.html' title='Come watch PAROIMIA'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SddnDqIryLI/AAAAAAAAARg/cM2qrZDzKEU/s72-c/Paroimia-Leaflet-outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-3205908826330035305</id><published>2009-02-22T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:34:15.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the high school years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I use to have really low self-esteem. Did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So insecure and inconfident was I that I couldn't even bring myself to talk to the males species, especially the higher and hotter of the lot. ( I can imagine you gawking with your mouth hanging and your eyes wide open.) 'What? Really ar?' you say. A lot of people I meet now seem to have a huge impression that I've had had a lot of flings with guys in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I was a really shy creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the girls my age then were playfully batting their pretty eyelashes and flinging thier long lucious hair at admiring boys, I cast myself along the sidelines-choosing to admire from afar than to confront the intimidating); simply because I was overly self-conscious and too shy to do anything about boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then , speaking in front of a crowd would send me hyperventilating all the way to Tinbuktu. Performing an act or a dance in front of a large audience would drive my nervous and excretory system into a state of anxiety and confusion; instead of my brain reacting to the 'public' stimuli, my urinary bladder and bowels were getting signals to release all urinary and shitty content. (which explains my ridiculous amount of visits to the bathroom before a performance; and sometimes, during a performance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My psychology book says that self-esteem is at its lowest ebb during the high school years; which to a great extent, I believe is true. Being thirteen and being in secondary school for the first time doesn't aid much in boosting the self-esteem, unless of course you already have something strong to identify yourself with-like athletic sports, scouting skills, a great singing-voice, graceful dancing ability, or all you really need is to possess extremely charming and physically beautiful traits.(that's where you people get esteem from public attention) Undergoing psychological-bodily changes in a sudden great intensity sends us into a state of bewilderment and confusion, and raging hormones don't help either. (one classic example would be my cousin sister running up to her mom in panic, asking 'eeeehhh is something wrong with me... why got so much hair grow there one?')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, teenagers at this point are pretty much left alone to search for their placing in their school and the society, basically, trying to find out who they are in this large, big world- what their very own identity is. Frankly speaking, it's not an easy thing to do at the age where so many new experiences are being thrown at you. I had a hard time finding out who I was, who I could grow to be, and of what stature would I stand among my peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, it's a time of our lives where the wrong choice could lead to possible disaster. Being young means being naive and easily-influenced; and if you didn't know any better, you could end up selling your identity at the wrong place. If I hadn't searched for my identity in the right places then, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I probably would be still very uptight and insecure about everything and anything; no, i do not think that I would have done drugs or cigarettes or amassing numbers of boyfriends; I would probably end up in the never-ending pursuit for power and position, and I would be a really mean sister, and rebellious in every way.&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn't care less if you came asking me to teach you additional mathematics; so long as I could crush and beat you to getting a higher score, that would give me a sense a security. (a rather false one,don't you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares me to even think what I could possibly become if not for Jesus. Seriously, I owe it all to Jesus for all that I am today. It is in Him that I found a great sense of security, it is in His overwhelming grace and unconditional love for me that I found my true identity. And I am eternally grateful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those were the high-school years...now, being in college and pursuing a lifetime degree and career is a totally different thing. I just thank God that I'm not stuggling with much insecurity and an identity-crisis right now. But would you say that we deal with different levels of security and identities at each stage of life? Hmm, maybe so. We do have different wants and needs at each stage. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think to some extent, I am still a shy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shies away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to go study.&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/8987618191042821781-3205908826330035305?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/3205908826330035305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=3205908826330035305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3205908826330035305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3205908826330035305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-high-school-years.html' title='Oh, the high school years...'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1763872967942808807</id><published>2009-02-20T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:20:32.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Barney Grumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a great personality test I did in my Psychology Class!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elearning.help.edu.my/acel/file.php/543/MBTI.simpson_test.ppt"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elearning.help.edu.my/acel/file.php/543/MBTI.simpson_test.ppt"&gt;The SIMPSONS Personality Test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected myself to be ...Barney Grumble! seriously, of all people! but it so matches who i am, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304868606207769938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SZ6t5BUivVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4DL9SWswseA/s320/barney01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, according to &lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.info/personality-types/enfp/"&gt;http://www.mypersonality.info/personality-types/enfp/&lt;/a&gt; , I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Extroverted-Feeling-Intuition-Perceiving-based.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They can't bear to miss out on what is going on around them; they must experience, first hand, all the significant social events that affect our lives."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/nfep.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Portrait of the Champion Idealist&lt;/a&gt; (Keirsey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENFPs are warm, enthusiastic people, typically very bright and full of potential. They live in the world of possibilities, and can become very passionate and excited about things. Their enthusiasm lends them the ability to inspire and motivate others, more so than we see in other types. They can talk their way in or out of anything. They love life, seeing it as a special gift, and strive to make the most out of it."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP.html" target="_blank"&gt;Portrait of an ENFP&lt;/a&gt; (The Personality Page)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are what life is about to ENFPs, moreso even than the other &lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.info/personality-types/nf-temperament/"&gt;NF&lt;/a&gt;s. They hold up their end of the relationship, sometimes being victimized by less caring individuals. ENFPs are energized by being around people. Some have real difficulty being alone, especially on a regular basis."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.typelogic.com/enfp.html" target="_blank"&gt;ENFP Profile&lt;/a&gt; (TypeLogic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"outgoing, social, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disorganized, easily talked into doing silly things,&lt;/span&gt; spontaneous, wild and crazy, acts without thinking..."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/jung/enfp.html" target="_blank"&gt;ENFP Jung Type Descriptions&lt;/a&gt; (similarminds.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENFPs are energetic and enthusiastic leaders who are likely to take charge when a new endeavor needs a visionary spokesperson. ENFPs are values-oriented people who become champions of causes and services relating to human needs and dreams. Their leadership style is one of soliciting and recognizing others' contributions and of evaluating the personal needs of their followers. ENFPs are often charismatic leaders who are able to help people see the possibilities beyond themselves and their current realities. They function as catalysts."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/lifexplore/enfp.htm" target="_blank"&gt;ENFP - The Visionary&lt;/a&gt; (Lifexplore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ranked 1st of all 16 types in using social and emotional coping resources and 2nd in using cognitive resources. "&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.discoveryourpersonality.com/enfp.html" target="_blank"&gt;ENFP Facts&lt;/a&gt; (discoveryourpersonality.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304867684986726946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SZ6tDZgVKiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SkSV-5ZrLLs/s320/BarneySober.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously laughed when i read the red part! haha yes, i can do silly things!&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/8987618191042821781-1763872967942808807?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1763872967942808807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1763872967942808807' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1763872967942808807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1763872967942808807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-barney-grumble.html' title='I am a Barney Grumble'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SZ6t5BUivVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4DL9SWswseA/s72-c/barney01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1773166183168747547</id><published>2009-02-09T08:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:01:38.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Uncertainties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think each of us will reach a point in our lives where we will face a great deal of uncertainty of the future; a pivotal time of our lives where we are at the crossroads, trying to plant our feet in the direction of the right and best path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do we know which one to take? For some people, it’s as clear as crystal-they’ve found their vocation in life; they know exactly what they love and want. (These are usually the most obvious favourites- lawyer, doctor, dentist, accountant…) But for most people, (by most I am referring the larger smattering of people that I know) they are still pondering, wondering, worrying about the next step to take in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is uncertain, confusing even, to think about. There is no clear ringing answer, no sense of assurance, no sight of vision and clarity, no peace of mind and heart. Well, actually most of my friends are still pretty laid-back about their future, or blur to say the least. (Or maybe they are in a state of denial, waiting for others to make the decisions for them, or until reality come a great big smacking in their faces!) I for one choose not to remain oblivious or ignorant to my responsibility of making life decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we should never let our convictions and decisions be guided by our attractions or selfish desires. How do we really know what we want? We may have a pretty good grasp of what we want right now -probably because it’s better to have an aim than nothing to aim for at all; even though it offers a false sense of security, it helps appease the worrying hearts of parents and save us the obligation of living up to our parent’s plans and dreams for us.&lt;br /&gt;(One simple example would be my dad constantly telling me about the journeys and benefits of a lawyer, in the hopes that I would aim to be one too.) Luckily enough, I made up my mind long ago to reach into the corporate world. At least, this is what I think I want. (Who wouldn’t want to be a multi-millionaire CEO right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if we do know what we want, how do we know if what we’re aiming for is truly what’s right and best for us? Is it what our hearts yearn and truly long for? More importantly, is it what God wants for our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, God knows what’s best for us and holds us in our best interests everything that happens in our lives.(Romans8:28) And since we are called according to His purpose, are we not highly-ordained by God and empowered to do great things to glorify His Name? (Honestly, I’d much rather prefer being a fulltime missionary like Mother Theresa, working with people and helping to fulfil the needs of the needy. It would be so much more fulfilling and worthwhile than running in the highly stressful and unrelenting rat race.) But then again, we can’t all be missionaries. The world still needs its corporate and political leaders, its many MPPJs, its amazing chefs and its Hollywood stars. Indeed, the world would not survive if not for diversity. (Thus the falling of the Babel Tower has proved itself most necessary and worthy of today!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this post is becoming incredibly long and impossible to finish now.(I really need my beauty sleep!!!) This is one reason why I’ve been lackadaisical towards the world of blogging. Whenever I start writing or stressing on a particular thing or topic, I end up talking about many other things as well; the reason why I can go out of topic in my essay papers. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO where does this leave me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dilemma-ing but have now an inkling towards the world of International Business and Marketing majors; a Sunway University twinning programme with Victoria University, Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, it this where and what You’d like me to do?&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/8987618191042821781-1773166183168747547?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1773166183168747547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1773166183168747547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1773166183168747547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1773166183168747547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/02/lifes-uncertainties.html' title='Life&apos;s Uncertainties'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1108836066885640745</id><published>2009-02-05T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:16:54.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand Trip 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is so for the sake of updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah, not really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I owe it to Thailand for making my last weekend a memorable one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO, here I shall go promoting Thailand!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Friday, my family and I left for Bangkok, Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For fun, leisure and shopping! What else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But truthfully, the only other thing that made my day in Thailand, (other than shopping) is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the super spicy Thai chilli sauce!!!! beats any other sauce Ive tasted on Earth! Most most shioking. seriously. you cannot deny my tastebud's sensitivity to the spicy flavour. I live to eat the spicy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsXWFmMUkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/yfGcpDRzMMM/s1600-h/IMG_6665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299355054758449730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsXWFmMUkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/yfGcpDRzMMM/s320/IMG_6665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the airport in Thailand! first holiday in the longest time i shared with my dear tai ko!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsV2odCxoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-RhcJM-dVGo/s1600-h/IMG_6627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299353414847874690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsV2odCxoI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-RhcJM-dVGo/s320/IMG_6627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Floating Market-highly recommended place for shopping! all cheap and good! do you know, that they operate their food-selling stores on their boats!!! Even I doubted their effeciency to work and sell from their boats at first! But it seems that they are able to make a living from it. laksa, fishballs on sticks, fruits and kuih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsJV8YiwqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pbLfJDF_x8c/s1600-h/IMG_6614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299339659122492066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsJV8YiwqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/pbLfJDF_x8c/s320/IMG_6614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Note to self: always sit at the very front of the long boats in Thailand to avoid getting wet by splashed water induced by the motor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsIpFY7COI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dkXZHgJWOjE/s1600-h/IMG_6616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299338888445888738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsIpFY7COI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dkXZHgJWOjE/s320/IMG_6616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsGiU9OGlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CJFKsWPnX_0/s1600-h/IMG_6604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299336573342325330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsGiU9OGlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CJFKsWPnX_0/s320/IMG_6604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The food in Thailand is absolutely glorious!!! and cheaper! I love the super-sized cooked prawns!!!!! super duper yummmY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsF_bPjbWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lgybQVW-6MM/s1600-h/IMG_6593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299335973734411618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsF_bPjbWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lgybQVW-6MM/s320/IMG_6593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The King's Palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Thailand, you cannot cannot CANNOT say anything bad about the Royalties to any local. The least you will get is a scolding, the most would be jail. The Thais are completely and absolutely devoted to their King;undivided loyalty till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsADufYuvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/StY27s-N2Iw/s1600-h/IMG_6591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299329450550803186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsADufYuvI/AAAAAAAAAP0/StY27s-N2Iw/s320/IMG_6591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad would say..."look its my three beautiful Charlie's Angels!" (I usually scrunch up my nose and make a funny face at this most constant and annoying remark, but this time, I just smiled my pretty smile! Bcos I know that I get to eat my yummy shiok shiok chilli sauce at every meal!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss the thai chilli sauces! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, that Bangkok's actual Thai name is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Krung-thep-maha-nakorn-boworn-ratana-kosin-mahintar- ayudhya-amaha-dilok-pop-nopa-ratana-rajthani-burirom-udom-rajniwes-mahasat-arn-amorn-pimarn- avatar-satit- sakattiya-visanukam ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No need to know la! YOu only need to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous Gloria the Great. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/8987618191042821781-1108836066885640745?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1108836066885640745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1108836066885640745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1108836066885640745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1108836066885640745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2009/02/thailand-trip-09.html' title='Thailand Trip 09'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SYsXWFmMUkI/AAAAAAAAAQk/yfGcpDRzMMM/s72-c/IMG_6665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2835926957973361412</id><published>2008-11-17T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:45:59.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I ended up going...</title><content type='html'>to prom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ended up attending HMC's Annual Ball, after all that adamant protest against going...&lt;br /&gt;laugh all you want!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;they had it at Legend Hotel this time&lt;br /&gt;truth be told, the food wasnt worth my ticket price,&lt;br /&gt;but the night was alright la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIclZ_LLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C2sjyvleiRs/s1600-h/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805942933499250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIclZ_LLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C2sjyvleiRs/s320/IMG_6264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Xiao Wei and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIb1k-6twI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TJbYvh0exeg/s1600-h/IMG_6265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805121251489538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIb1k-6twI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TJbYvh0exeg/s320/IMG_6265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        With Ms. Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIamaTRFLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nDeSIN_TUbE/s1600-h/IMG_6275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269803761174385842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIamaTRFLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/nDeSIN_TUbE/s320/IMG_6275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who I found there!!! My neighbour, SHang Mei!!! And we both didnt know we were sitting at tables alongside each other the whole time! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIaULWv3eI/AAAAAAAAAOw/S2lptPBrjMg/s1600-h/IMG_6268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269803447924809186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIaULWv3eI/AAAAAAAAAOw/S2lptPBrjMg/s320/IMG_6268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   A random shot with a TerraCotta soldier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is definately the first and the last prom Im going to...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opportunity Cost involved: less RM 110 for upcoming Redang Trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose snorkelling over fancy-smancy dinners anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8987618191042821781-2835926957973361412?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2835926957973361412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2835926957973361412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2835926957973361412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2835926957973361412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-i-ended-up-going.html' title='So I ended up going...'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SSIclZ_LLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/C2sjyvleiRs/s72-c/IMG_6264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-5285860614668149691</id><published>2008-10-19T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:00:25.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>I’ve been looking for love in another’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;Searching for water, but I come up dry&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I could find Happiness in the world’s applause&lt;br /&gt; Peace of mind in a worthy cause&lt;br /&gt;Take me back, take me back&lt;br /&gt;Got to trust in the simple truth&lt;br /&gt;Got to trust all I really need is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming back to You&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know worth living for&lt;br /&gt;Will You take this heart and make it more like You&lt;br /&gt;I give it back to You&lt;br /&gt;It’s obvious no one could love me more&lt;br /&gt;I’m Yours&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming, coming back, yeah I’m coming, coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To joy that speaks to my deepest need&lt;br /&gt;To arms never far out of reach&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, how Your love it&lt;br /&gt;Calls to me when I loose my way&lt;br /&gt;Holds me close when I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;Take me back, take me back&lt;br /&gt;Got to trust that I’m safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;Got to trust that it all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So no more getting caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting for what is unsure&lt;br /&gt; Back to Your love so true and so simple&lt;br /&gt;Don’t understate it or complicate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so simple, yeah, it’s so simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, coming back to You, You coming back&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Britt Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to all her songs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-5285860614668149691?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/5285860614668149691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/5285860614668149691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/10/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2262778241304160505</id><published>2008-10-19T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:28:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Big Bigger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPr6HrhFycI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nASo8MQDb1g/s1600-h/IMG_6089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258790524756019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPr6HrhFycI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nASo8MQDb1g/s320/IMG_6089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My tortoises grew bigger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, they're bigger and heavier than my camera! so yay!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPrtKM4tYQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kAmCS5Kcw1o/s1600-h/IMG_6088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258776274422030594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPrtKM4tYQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/kAmCS5Kcw1o/s320/IMG_6088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting the Pinky and the Arlie! (dont ask me what Arlie means; it was my sister's idea!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My initial plan was to name them both Pinky and the Brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I would have every excuse to sing the theme song as and when I feel like it! haha&lt;br /&gt;But I could only name one tortoise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinky's in her shell!!! She's probably cleaning it bcos its so messy. It must be messy all the time because she's alsways in it. siiiigggh&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258791953959847666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPr7a3t1hvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/U2MdwHdPifc/s320/IMG_6097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a tortoise fact for you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know, that tortoises existed long before dinasours did? Yeaman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my tortoises can live up to a hundred to 3 hundred years; which would make it the world's most cost-saving and eco-friendly pet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, if you think about it, it's worth that rm180 for one tortoise because then you can pass it down to your children who will pass it to your grandchildren and their children's children! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whats' more, they eat their shit/or the occasional bird poo on the ground;&lt;/div&gt;so you don't have to flush their poop down the toilet bowl. save water, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good investment I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8987618191042821781-2262778241304160505?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2262778241304160505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2262778241304160505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-big-bigger.html' title='Big Big Bigger!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SPr6HrhFycI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nASo8MQDb1g/s72-c/IMG_6089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-4222687926251209098</id><published>2008-10-09T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:27:32.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lankawi's Main Tourist Attraction!</title><content type='html'>During our stay in the very small and lazy Kuah Town- Langkawi's Capital, mind you, my friends and I spotted a spectacular moment no tourist has ever seen before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I had my camera with me, I took the liberty of taking a shot of it, so I could share it with everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that 3 shots. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255342908813838322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SO66iBS3h_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Cfgj8NPDMsg/s320/IMG_5912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                         Check out the Jeti Pelancongan! haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255343750638521170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SO67TBVgy1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Dfdz_BPTgZM/s320/IMG_5913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                             PelanLongan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255344289819243602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SO67yZ8NtFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/yw2nVfkViog/s320/IMG_5914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                             !!!!!!!  Vandalism wei!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what sane and responsible citizen of Kuah Town would do such a thing to the image of its own town????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you it wasn't a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we females are very grateful for the invention of sanitary pads and we deeply respect the Pad Goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last thing we would do is to stick it publicly on a huge sideboard to humiliate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't take it down. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in Kuah Town, Langkawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, go book tickets there on AirAsia now!&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/8987618191042821781-4222687926251209098?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/4222687926251209098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=4222687926251209098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4222687926251209098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4222687926251209098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/10/lankawis-main-tourist-attraction.html' title='Lankawi&apos;s Main Tourist Attraction!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SO66iBS3h_I/AAAAAAAAAN8/Cfgj8NPDMsg/s72-c/IMG_5912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8752517911068491026</id><published>2008-10-01T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:18:18.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Foreign Sister</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time in the hot summer days of August, two very very pretty and attractice foreigners approached my house- a Japanese and an Arab girl. And like the father in the story of the Prodigal's Son, I welcomed them both with open arms! ( the difference is that i have sweet oestrogen and im still young*aheeemahhhem im not twenty-somethingish ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOrghy1HAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2vWr0vHT0Js/s1600-h/IMG_6011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252230165759859714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOrghy1HAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2vWr0vHT0Js/s320/IMG_6011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Nanako Fujimoto and Siti Khalil binti Ahafinana&lt;br /&gt;                                                     The Arab looks pretty no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOqvFSy3rI/AAAAAAAAANs/NI26se7K5uM/s1600-h/IMG_6013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252229316295712434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOqvFSy3rI/AAAAAAAAANs/NI26se7K5uM/s320/IMG_6013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha I fooled you! Nanako and I decided to play dress up in Malaysian Batik! (She's wearing my bright volcano-fiery patterned batik pants!)  So NAnako came to stay throughout my August break. She came under the Lions Youth Exchange Programme; the same one I went under when I went to Denmark last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOqIDBWT6I/AAAAAAAAANk/22BxhKRp02U/s1600-h/IMG_5978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252228645670768546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOqIDBWT6I/AAAAAAAAANk/22BxhKRp02U/s320/IMG_5978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now NAnako ESTHER Fujimoto and Gloria Chieng SHIORI SzePing, doing our sisterhood thing- DO the LALA peace sign with clipped up fringes! haha Japanese people are so good at being cute la! They'd do the lala pose everywhere and anywhere! I look Japanese no?  Many people mistaken my for a Korean though. How does one differ the Korean and Japanese? (MATA sepet??! heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOpCIPCRJI/AAAAAAAAANc/3spPmOFC-lU/s1600-h/IMG_6003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252227444479509650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOpCIPCRJI/AAAAAAAAANc/3spPmOFC-lU/s320/IMG_6003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Pssssst! I have her kimono!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOmJ2KyipI/AAAAAAAAANU/GYH_sgHiPoM/s1600-h/P7130160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252224278533933714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOmJ2KyipI/AAAAAAAAANU/GYH_sgHiPoM/s320/P7130160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole kawaii Japanese YEs who came to stay in MAlaysia during that period! Rachelle hosted a little hyper creature- Maika!  It was a completely difference experience, hosting a foreigner. Next time, I want a hot European guy! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8987618191042821781-8752517911068491026?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8752517911068491026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8752517911068491026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8752517911068491026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8752517911068491026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-foreign-sister.html' title='My Foreign Sister'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SOOrghy1HAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2vWr0vHT0Js/s72-c/IMG_6011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2155563973512098559</id><published>2008-08-27T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:46:26.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSHing through August</title><content type='html'>A little birdie once told me, 'With great (girl) power, comes great victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha (please refer to picture attached)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I've been missing for so looong is because August has been the busiest of holidays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it wasn' really a real holiday. Not for me. But one month off from college and boring assignments gave me opportunities applenty to experience what I never thought I would ever do/have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would write a million words about the whole experince but doing that right now would just kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I'm too lazy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave you with the significant of pictures I have in my camera at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOh there's plenty to see, but this is the ultimate picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof and alibi of everything we endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SLVi0fUZ_eI/AAAAAAAAAJg/gnwvduGYp-M/s1600-h/IMG_5928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239202395415248354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SLVi0fUZ_eI/AAAAAAAAAJg/gnwvduGYp-M/s320/IMG_5928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right peeps,&lt;br /&gt;WINNERS of The RUSH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only did we beat our lecturer, Mr.Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we beat the Africans too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course CC and Raymond. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was unexpected. and loads of people didn't believe it at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my mom thought i was bluffing her when i told her the news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that goes to show that you don't need great stamina, speed or strength to win a race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it takes a great God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course some girl power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2155563973512098559?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2155563973512098559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2155563973512098559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2155563973512098559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2155563973512098559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/08/rushing-through-august.html' title='RUSHing through August'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SLVi0fUZ_eI/AAAAAAAAAJg/gnwvduGYp-M/s72-c/IMG_5928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-9065094078776765735</id><published>2008-07-17T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:35:54.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Take To Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also do not take to heart eveything people say, lest you hear your servant cursing you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-ecclesiates 7:21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never build your life and self-esteem upon other people's opinion of you. This is not the right foundation. It is not solid, neither is it firm. People's opinions change all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead, we should build ur lives upon the Word of God. It matters more what God has to say about us. His word is truth and it gives life! Therefore, we can hang onto it and rely on iot with great consistency!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Kevin Loo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, what are you waiting for? Go grab your bible if you haven't already done so today!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-9065094078776765735?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/9065094078776765735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=9065094078776765735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/9065094078776765735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/9065094078776765735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-not-take-to-heart.html' title='Do Not Take To Heart'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2445073669172184373</id><published>2008-07-03T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:26:26.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSH</title><content type='html'>Here's what I've been chewing on for the past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:This post os not just a sampat-update on me, myself and I, but merely for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, which blog isn't about the blogger itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHaha ok so quite a lot has been happening since last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most prominent would be me participting in THe AMazing Rush-(the mini version of THE RUsh!) which I am going to be a part of this coming AUgust HOls in Langkawi!!! Whooo&lt;br /&gt;Never have I had so much fun running around for the sake of reaching each station and completing the silliest and demanding of tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is basically what we did:&lt;br /&gt;1) Ran all the way to GIant Supermarket, rummaged thru their bins for receipts that will total to rm 100. nothing more than rm101. wasted time here cos we couldnt calculate efficiently.aha&lt;br /&gt;2)Search for some doode at the Labs. Decipher a word arrangement. It was LowerFOYEr!!! We RAAANN wwhooosh&lt;br /&gt;3) Pamela super brave drink the icky-yucky drink withough even consulting me first!!1 mppph lan si show off!) ahah then we RAAANNN back to the LAbs.&lt;br /&gt;4) RAAAANNN everywhere to look for the silly girl with some top. I so refused to say the F word on her shirt.( we had to read her shirt message aloud!)&lt;br /&gt;5)We Surfed the net for some required info!!! thank you GOOGLE! eheh&lt;br /&gt;6) bun-neh all the way to DSA, only to find out we had to run all the way to the basketball court!&lt;br /&gt;7)My accuracy failed me that day. I did no Micheal Jordan proud. 5 minute penalty!!&lt;br /&gt;8)Hippy-dance with some orangey-drink for 5 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;9)Physical test with fitness doode!&lt;br /&gt;10) RAAAANNN all the way to DSA only to be told to run all the way back to the starting point again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while we were competing side-by-side with a sibling team! And thanks to our speed( Pamela and I were a tad faster), we lost! Cos before I turned back with my newly-informed clue(RUn BACK!) the sibling did. ANd since his sister was waaaay behind, they were in fact, now faster. Unfair huh? Well, we got fourth! Nevertheless, it was an experience worth my sweat and toil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so much runnning, that I could actually feel the muscles in my legs!!! ahahaha really, you don't do much footwork in college. I think my muscles actually get frozen more often due to the cold cold lecture rooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother came back on Saturday! mann I miss him and now he's gone off to Langkawi with his friends!!1 hmmmppph haven't spend time with sister, wanna spend it all with friends!! I jeolous la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my student-life:&lt;br /&gt;1)Powerpoint presentation on The Fourth Dimension.&lt;br /&gt;2)Study Skills Journal&lt;br /&gt;3)Maths Assignment and Quiz&lt;br /&gt;4)Finals: up and coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, PRISON BREAK 2008  is coming sooon!!!&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for juveniles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2445073669172184373?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2445073669172184373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2445073669172184373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2445073669172184373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2445073669172184373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/07/rush.html' title='RUSH'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-4241468316865967077</id><published>2008-06-22T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T05:48:58.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Rice</title><content type='html'>Banko made an attempt to nullify his overwhelming desire to eat. He tried straining his thoughts onto the limitless sky and its vast contents; occupying his thoughts with anything and everything but food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ignoring the churning from his stomach, Banko decided to watch a little blue bird flying gracefully above. With a loud chirp, it swooped down with quick speed, aiming for something on the ground below. It pecked with such furiousness that made Banko surprised; and soon after it rose up victoriously with what looked like a huge grub in its beak. Within seconds, the poor insect was swallowed by its prey, leaving the latter much satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The grumbling in his tummy could not stop; Banko was famished, and he could not take it any longer. Leaping up from where he sat, Banko ran towards the dry lands where he knew there was food.With forceful anticipation, he carefully dug out a crust of the ground with his bony fingers. Slowly, he lifted the sun-baked piece of dirt towards his mouth. As much as he hated its dry mud-like taste, sadly, it was all he had to cease the hunger pangs. The bland loathsome taste lingered on his tongue for what seemed like ages; but being given his unfortunate circumstances, he knew it was only inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There are many people like Banko out there who are dying of hunger each day. Given the chance, I would donate a huge sum of my million-dollar rolls to feed the poor and hunger-stricken. But sadly, my finite intelect and lack of experience in this world has forestalled my destiny as a billionaire. Only time will tell. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok, so I found this really interesting site on the web.  &lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com/" target="_new"&gt;Free Rice&lt;/a&gt; is the brainchild of John Breen, a self-employed computer programmer from Indiana. Free Rice is an Internet vocab game that is fun and educational and not only improves your word knowledge but serves as a platform to feed the poor as well! With every click of the mouse, you donate 4 grains of rice to the hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Really wan! Because I'm such a passionate angel, I actually make it a point to donate about a thousand grains each day!!! ^^ haha ok la its new to me, so it seems pretty addictive now. But its worth every second on the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I beseech thee, click click away!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-4241468316865967077?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/4241468316865967077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=4241468316865967077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4241468316865967077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4241468316865967077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-rice.html' title='Free Rice'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1692575587950061109</id><published>2008-06-09T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:08:23.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaside Escape</title><content type='html'>Last week, I happily skipped three days of college classes in exchnage for a sunny relaxing holiday all the way up in Pulau Redang, Terengannu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, I never knew how much I could love the sea and everything in it!!! Clear blue sea that is. ( Gimme a typically dirty PD beach and I'll just stone under some coconut tree!)&lt;br /&gt;Really, the sea ia an amazing place to just lie in the whole day!!!! With it being so clear blue and clean, you don't have to give a fret about any monster sea snail crawling up onto your toes!!! Or any unmerciless monster jellyfish stinging you to pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it hit morning on thursday, the whole Pearl group set out into the sea for snorkelling!!! We island-hopped to a few places to catch sight of some sea turtles and baby sharks. No baby sharks or dolphins though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I had an amazing time just being in the water and having close-up encounters with the beautiful marine life there!! Once, a very beryy pretty purple fish greeted me as if to say, 'Hello! You got that right, purple looks good on me!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo excited and enthralled by the beautiful fish and the sea that when all the adults went to rest in the shades of the trees; franctically rubbing sunblock all over their body, I kept jumping into the sea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, resulting in an aftermath of bright-reddish-skinned me!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends, GLoria finally got sunburnt!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE35oRviIWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/phdvrVFGh8o/s1600-h/IMG_5435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210094814290387298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE35oRviIWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/phdvrVFGh8o/s320/IMG_5435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet my new friend, Billy the grasshopper!! I was capturing him in jumping action!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE35BlG6ULI/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIyn_UT-pDA/s1600-h/IMG_5441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210094149473816754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE35BlG6ULI/AAAAAAAAAIs/qIyn_UT-pDA/s320/IMG_5441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Stacey, GLoria the great, Nge Seong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE34tBAFoiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OvMkHkfGuMo/s1600-h/IMG_5419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210093796184138274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE34tBAFoiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/OvMkHkfGuMo/s320/IMG_5419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         THe super shy Ah Xhyang!!! aka Goggle Boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                   I tried to convince him that his super googled-eye powers are no match to mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE34AHBP09I/AAAAAAAAAIc/WXBXBFz50Rs/s1600-h/IMG_5426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210093024705500114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE34AHBP09I/AAAAAAAAAIc/WXBXBFz50Rs/s320/IMG_5426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  See, I told you so!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE33oGt7YzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AfrJuRICA3Y/s1600-h/IMG_5421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210092612307608370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE33oGt7YzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AfrJuRICA3Y/s320/IMG_5421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           Sister and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, its' back to assignments and classes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I miss the beach.&lt;/div&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/8987618191042821781-1692575587950061109?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1692575587950061109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1692575587950061109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1692575587950061109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1692575587950061109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/06/seaside-escape.html' title='Seaside Escape'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SE35oRviIWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/phdvrVFGh8o/s72-c/IMG_5435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-218905550148570300</id><published>2008-06-02T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T06:26:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live.Revolution</title><content type='html'>Presenting the crazeee hyper-funny class of March Intake 2008!!!! (not self-proclaimed...really wan) Well, it's not the whole class actually, we're short of the macho apek guys who left class earlier in a frantic hunt for their breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on our very last day with Mr.Levin Wong- Finite Maths Lecturer who is thirty and respectively married with two kids.^^ Or so he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SEPnfqlo4RI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vJaVCHtJhyU/s1600-h/1_754450065l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207260125364543762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SEPnfqlo4RI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vJaVCHtJhyU/s320/1_754450065l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's half the crazee gang!!! There's 27 of us altogether if I'm not mistaken. I'm at the bottom with Andrew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SEPnQalo4QI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_mNKsbg-zNY/s1600-h/1_391007102l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207259863371538690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SEPnQalo4QI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_mNKsbg-zNY/s320/1_391007102l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CAn you spot the purple trio???! Mr.Levin would be the one with the Lecturer tag. That's how we define our lecturers. THey all wear the HELP lecturer tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really thank GOd for putting such friendly and simple-minded people in my college life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday is a day of fun-ness and joy!!! Well, exams is an exception. aha but so far, okla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foundation is far from stressful. For now that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANyways, I just got back from YC CAMP 2008!!! Live.Revolution was without doubt one of the most life-revolutionary camps I've been to!!!! God's presence was super overwhelming at camp!!! ANd being just us YCians minus the usual Aussie guest speakers, large suffocating crowd, mundanely boring PeaceHaven food, new faces, performance night and hyped-up end to every session simplified everything and helped us to refocus all our thoughts and attention towards the one true thing that matters- our relationship with GOd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray and hope with all my heart that the revoltuion would not just stop there but continue to live in the hearts of everyone in YC;to began to ring true through our thoughts and actions and passed on to many others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live.Revolution&lt;br /&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/8987618191042821781-218905550148570300?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SEPnfqlo4RI/AAAAAAAAAIM/vJaVCHtJhyU/s72-c/1_754450065l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1369400133113318767</id><published>2008-05-14T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:29:28.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OF free burgers</title><content type='html'>or rather calories!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why on earth is MAcdonalds giving away free burgers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last month their fill stuffing down Mcmuffin sausage burgers down the throats of many innocent beings.(especially HELPers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, they are offering free BIG MACS?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it just gets tougher with bigger, more succulent burgers huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have to 'sore' throatily into a free meal by chanting the BIG MAC chant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOt only do we sacrifice percious saliva jutting out words non-stop for 4 seconds, but we have to suffer the consequences of eating processed,fattening and absolutely zero-nutrient burgers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacDonalds may be clever in their advertising schemes, but they don't fool Gloria!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-1369400133113318767?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1369400133113318767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1369400133113318767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1369400133113318767'/><link 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irony, I have laboured on Labour's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Pearlies pushed hard and brought our marketing skills beyond our limits, selling every sausage stick and nuggets to any potential buyers around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I conclude to say that we have not laboured in vain!! we made a whooping 80% profit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swam 4x50 m race today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came out first of the last!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8205125664389315240?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8205125664389315240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8205125664389315240' 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type='text'>Of Sweet Times</title><content type='html'>Its been long since the three of us actually gathered and just hung out. And its thanks to the birth of my dear dear sweet neighbour friend, Li Hong. All in due to her birthday(6th april), Shang Mei and I decided on a suprise birthday cake! or rather, surprise bithday cake slices!! haha we got her five slices of secret recipe cakes! coughhinthintcough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a good long time preparing to suprise, and fooling around after the surprise and then camwhoring!! It was good fun la. This post is a dedication to our neighbourhoodship!!! CHeers to many many many years of joy and laughter between alll of us!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtj2Yo3i6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cxUijaMh0Ow/s1600-h/IMG_5167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352781452577698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtj2Yo3i6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/cxUijaMh0Ow/s320/IMG_5167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             At my house by the swing...li hong, me, and a very bluurr shang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAthsYo3i5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/cfpJ5xd7kk4/s1600-h/IMG_5171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191350410630630290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAthsYo3i5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/cfpJ5xd7kk4/s320/IMG_5171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      li hong, trying to seduce me....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtbM4o3i4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0aL4F0zOuok/s1600-h/IMG_5189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343272394984322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtbM4o3i4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0aL4F0zOuok/s320/IMG_5189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             three happy neighbours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtZ_4o3i3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZdcgoovPf6E/s1600-h/IMG_5185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191341949545057138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SAtZ_4o3i3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZdcgoovPf6E/s320/IMG_5185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we so have to make this birthday suprise thing a tradition!!! up next, cha yees on may 21st and shangs on sept 23rd if im not mistaken!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mine is of course on the very significant 10th march...ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8987618191042821781-7192546142609782430?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7192546142609782430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7192546142609782430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7192546142609782430'/><link rel='self' 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Randomness</title><content type='html'>I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeding on carbs.&lt;br /&gt;Wholemeal bread to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;A mouse and a rat.&lt;br /&gt;rocking and rollin'&lt;br /&gt;College life is burning my pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;I want a purple vios!&lt;br /&gt;Been living underground.&lt;br /&gt;My shampoo sudah habis.&lt;br /&gt;cookies and pastries :)&lt;br /&gt;Assigbmetns.Assignments.Assignments&lt;br /&gt;My tortoises are getting bigger!&lt;br /&gt;New flatties!!!!&lt;br /&gt;busy weekends&lt;br /&gt;my tummy is angry at me&lt;br /&gt;A friend aborted her baby.&lt;br /&gt;Fishball is back!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sleeping beauty.&lt;br /&gt;piano practises!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hillsong is coming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sausage mcmuffins are attracted to me!&lt;br /&gt;did you hear that?&lt;br /&gt;the wheels of cars are begging me to run them on!&lt;br /&gt;I missed out on planet shakers&lt;br /&gt;Blogging spirit I have not.&lt;br /&gt;I might just go bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;im still alive.&lt;br /&gt;LALA POSE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2450047481319028579?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2450047481319028579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2450047481319028579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2450047481319028579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2450047481319028579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/04/of-randomness.html' title='Of Randomness'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7062513437670341363</id><published>2008-04-04T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:40:22.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet SHakers coming to...</title><content type='html'>...my very own church!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, Henry seely and his team will be coming down to FGA KL this coming saturday, 12th april!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more detail please &lt;a href="http://sembah.blogspot.com/2008/03/planet-shakers-is-coming-to-malaysia-13.html"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt; away!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the map to my church is &lt;a href="http://www.fga.com.my/fgamap.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you all there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-7062513437670341363?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7062513437670341363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7062513437670341363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7062513437670341363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7062513437670341363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/04/planet-shakers-coming-to.html' title='Planet SHakers coming to...'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8982398972398240560</id><published>2008-04-04T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:21:08.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Its been three good weeks since I entered HELP College. Not that college life has actually started though. SO far, I only did 7 hours of college a week. And I just only got the required books for my course. And we have had zero assingments. TAlk about an easy college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, that was just the first three weeks. As of next week, I will be doing 17.5 hours of computing princuples, study skills, finite maths and intermediate english; excluding assignment time and workload. (Yes, in study skills we STUDY HOW TO STUDY!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How smart can you get, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, sometimes thinking about it scares me. I read through my computer concepts book and I don't even know what I'm supposed to remember or look for. Honestly, I think that computing will be my worst subject. I can picture this semester's headlines: COMPUTING KILLS UN-TECHNO-SAVVY GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need a miracle. It doesn't help that my lecturer talks to himself all the time. In a really monotonous voice somemore. Apala, how are we suppose to listen to perpetually boring gibberish in a flat tone? But then, I guess I'll have to give him the benefit of a doubt, being a new lecturer on campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've hoped form group G to E. And sat in on A's study Skills once. The class has 10 boys and out of the number of males,6 are international students- 5 africans and one poor iran doode.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, they should have placed them in pairs in different classes.That way, there won't be an international student group. I so wanted a korean in my class!!! Ironic that the people in E thought I was a korean international student!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people I met are funny,simple, down-to-earth people. Nope, I haven't met any conniving evil back-stabbing friends! Nor have I met really inspirational people. Not yet la. But I really hope and pray I meet the right people in college; friends who will be there by your side, cheering you on in your daily pursuits and supporting you during your sad and refining moments; people whom I can share tears of joy and laughter with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's been a breeze. But I'm beginning to ask myself what role exactly does GOd have for me here. I mean, are we not suppose to be the salt that enchances the taste of a dish and make all the difference in a person's appetitite? Are we not meant to be the light that pierces through the dim dark lies of this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. that's big. and it's just so hard to see it take place where I am right now. sigh, God won't you help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College can be a pretty scary place if you ask me. Well, I guess every place you're in for a specific time can be. It all depends on the choices you make in life. Change happens. And you can;t fight that. I'm glad that there's change. I mean, without change, there is no growth, no joy, no hope. There is no life without change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But change can be a risky and scary thing. That is, if you perceive change in a foolish or ignorant way, then you might just end up making the wrong choices in life. ANd instead of being moulded into your best potential, you end up being rusty and tainted- a bigger mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever we need to change, then let it be for the better, not for worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is indeed the start of a different beggining, and of many more begginings to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8982398972398240560?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8982398972398240560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8982398972398240560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8982398972398240560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8982398972398240560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/04/start-of-beginnings.html' title='The Start of Beginnings'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7787245957389931662</id><published>2008-03-13T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:32:25.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DeMoralised</title><content type='html'>Yeaps, I seem to be a little demoralised...as stated in my SPM examination result certificate! I was never really a fan of the subject actually. If it teaches you anything, it is to lie! Because we just make up good stuff to write down and gain points all the time. Even my moral project was a total act! But then, it does teaches you how to pose for the camera! Like how to look like you are actually washing your dad's car...in a very determined and convincing way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am super duper grateful to God for my results. So, if you don't know, then I got&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9As 1B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That's right, B for moral. So please do stop spamming my phone inbox! I didn't know I could get so many messages in a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd before I even got home I knew everyones results in the entire big family! That's how fast news travels within the family. My AMA would be the CNN achor. So within a few minutes, all the aunties and uncles would be discussing about your results! Haiyoh, what to do, typical chinese family thing to do. As much as I dislike comparing results, I have to live with it. Well, at least SPM would be the last! Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who got whooping straight As,CONGRATULTATIONS!!!! To the ones who got lesser than expected...don't blame yourselves! ANd congrats too! Well, what matters is that we all did our best! And its finally over!!!!! The real deal now is after-spm life! Where you have to worry about finishing assignments, meeting datelines, living up to the lecturer's expectations of you and actually think of what you are gonna wear each day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I really really thank God with all my heart for everything He has given me! God, You are so good to me!!! Even when I dont deserve such favour and blessings! Thank You God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best part about SPM was that God was with me the entire time. It isn't really about the results, its the journey there that's important. And when I was pouring through books and getting all black-eyed, GOd was there giving me strenght and support, guiding and teaching me His ways! And truly, I didn't worry about anything at all, for He kept me filled with His peace. I couldn't have asked for anything more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-7787245957389931662?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7787245957389931662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7787245957389931662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7787245957389931662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7787245957389931662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/03/demoralised.html' title='DeMoralised'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1349872854441890139</id><published>2008-03-11T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:50:58.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brat in Disguise</title><content type='html'>Presenting the master of all innocent disguises!!! If there's ever anyone who can fool you into her infallible innocence, its my dear dear Singaporean cousin, Pei Yi. At the age of five, she can lure you into playing harmless friendly games with her, only to poke and prod at you, having you at her ultimate disposal. And i so happen to be, her ultimate victim. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9anPH3k-LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ux6ezafNEOU/s1600-h/IMG_4886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176508699960998066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9anPH3k-LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ux6ezafNEOU/s320/IMG_4886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Human analysis- Name:Ong Pei Yi, Age:five, fav colour:rainbow, fav food:biscuits, bloodtype: possibly cold blooded, strengths: adorable cuteness, secret weapon: very berry mean words!&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: the subject identified can be very very very cute but dangerously viscious at the same time. Do not give in to her. I repeat, do NOT give in to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of course, I did. Aiyoh, how was I to know, she like that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I met her, was at Ama's house in KL. Back then, she was so shy and intimidated by everyone, that she would run away or just keep quiet when you talk to her. But this time, when we visited her in her very own territory, she became surprisingly talkative and active!!! Huge difference really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter with her, we picked her up from kindergarten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hello Pei yi, do you remember me? I play cooking with you last time.&lt;br /&gt;pei yi: (looks at me with her huge big bambi eyes) no! ( then coutinues playing with whatever she's playing with)&lt;br /&gt;me: haarr really ar? but i draw pretty picture for you worr... see like this flower on my shirt!&lt;br /&gt;pei yi: i throw away the pictures d...yuck!!! so ugly!&lt;br /&gt;me: (utterly hurt of course) where got...see i look so preety!!&lt;br /&gt;pei yi: yuck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by tthis time mum and sis decided to play along and intervene of course...why not? we all find my rejection pretty amusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: (points at herself) so, pei yi, you like this aunty a not? (to which she chakes her head and says cutely 'yes')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: then how about this jie jie? (points to my sis) (yes again) and then very slowly points to me and carefully says, this one leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pei yi: no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do? haha but nevertheless we still played games and she made me her horsey, patient and chased me around for no apparent reason. also tearing apart and drawing on some of my stuff. but her cute smile and laughter is truly infectious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one time, my dad treatened to eat her leg because he was sooo hungry. to which she replied innocently, 'but i haven't wash my leg!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9alP33k-KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NQ-IcqV1aOc/s1600-h/IMG_4868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176506513822644386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9alP33k-KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NQ-IcqV1aOc/s320/IMG_4868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pei yi and her newfound husband. she is supposed to get married. but decides to put his hair in place first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9afPX3k-II/AAAAAAAAAGk/NwSrBTn53_M/s1600-h/IMG_4867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499908162943106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9afPX3k-II/AAAAAAAAAGk/NwSrBTn53_M/s320/IMG_4867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohh no!!! what have you done pei yi???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she bully me i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9aeMX3k-HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/x19AT0Cet-o/s1600-h/IMG_4868.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9acAn3k-GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LpsPtL2ZLk4/s1600-h/IMG_4887.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8987618191042821781-1349872854441890139?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1349872854441890139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1349872854441890139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1349872854441890139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1349872854441890139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/03/brat-in-disguise.html' title='Brat in Disguise'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R9anPH3k-LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Ux6ezafNEOU/s72-c/IMG_4886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7081715338022448772</id><published>2008-03-11T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T07:46:38.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Escapade</title><content type='html'>Yeaps, my entire family took advantage of the past election to go for a quick holiday down north to Singapore! Nope, not because we are big on ignorance. You gotta admit that with everything that has been happening in our country- rise of foodstuff and petrol, the Hindraf movement, the ongoing racial discriminations... one cannot choose to go into total oblivion of the elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's elections has been byfar the most interesting and exciting in Malaysian history. And I must say that I am pretty pleased with the outcome! Truth be told, I am no political genius. But I do know that BN has been reigning since I was born. And that corruption runs rampant in the government. Lets face it, people get fed up. Malaysians need a fresh change of ruling. We want our voices heard. And this time, we got it! I am looking forward to what the opposition coalition will do for the better. Maybe this time we will actually be moving forward, TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a better Malaysia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that happens and you can actually make without breaking much in Malaysia, then I might actually forfeit my masterplan to go to the US and marry a handsomely-rich Godly young ABC (American born chinese) !! haha on second thoughts...maybe no la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to travel around the world. My dream is to tour European countries, eat the best of Aseans, go on a cruise across the oceans, meet my husband-to-be in between, get married in Japan, honeymooning in hawaii, chase animals in South Africa, swim with pink dolphins and turtles under the sea, raise kids in the islands, then finally retire off in Switzerland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it was my birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo....haaaapppeee beeelated burrfay toooo meeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-7081715338022448772?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7081715338022448772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7081715338022448772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7081715338022448772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7081715338022448772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-escapade.html' title='Quick Escapade'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8821923421074616039</id><published>2008-02-24T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T10:17:13.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days Ahead...</title><content type='html'>I admit I've been pretty lazy the past couple of days. Hence, the temporary blogging hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;And I blame it all on the CNY food! Family reunion dinners and CNY open houses have been nothing but stuffing-food sessions!! All the excessive intakes of CNY cookies and pleantiful servings of meat has left me sluggishly guilty with a bulging tummy and some weight gain!! (not pretty...no :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am quite satisfied with my Ang Pow colletion this year...a big fat rm 450!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about being prosperous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which went to my bank account of course...I decided long ago to never use any of the red packets for splurging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, there's pleanty to see and do until my intake in HELP College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th- Date with my Jay chou freak friend!&lt;br /&gt;27th-Girls day out with Fei and Rach!&lt;br /&gt;1st March onwards- MT meetings&lt;br /&gt;7-10th March - Trip to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;10th- MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;11-13th - Cf Camp (not confirm-firm yet)&lt;br /&gt;14-16th - Mission Trip to SLim River,Perak&lt;br /&gt;17th- Hello to Studying again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd somewhere in between all that are days helping my mum run errands, playing with the neighbourhood kids, watching whatever good stuff they have on tv, reading, baking cookies, cooking dinner, eating the food while cooking, exercising and eating again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life without food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Foodless that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8821923421074616039?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8821923421074616039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8821923421074616039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8821923421074616039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8821923421074616039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-days-ahead.html' title='Busy Days Ahead...'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1019884135893343220</id><published>2008-02-14T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:45:23.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampong Noodles</title><content type='html'>the inner me strangely decides to promote something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, without fail, my family and I will grab a plate of one of the best 'kam pua mein' in my dad's respective hometown-Kampong KOh, Sitiawan, Perak. Passed down through generations and prepared with the good hot chilli stuff (yea im a sucker for chilli!),  the 'kam pua mein' recipe is the townfolk's very own version of wan tan mee. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R7Rsc_8Cp-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZtiVwYed2jY/s1600-h/IMG_4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166873917956204514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R7Rsc_8Cp-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZtiVwYed2jY/s320/IMG_4664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Strangely, albeit it being frequented by many customers, the noodle house still bears no name. It is situated right next to Restoran Yen Cherng, opposite Uji Jaya tuition centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R7RqGf8Cp9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/lwZRexdbh6g/s1600-h/IMG_4663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166871332385892306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R7RqGf8Cp9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/lwZRexdbh6g/s320/IMG_4663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unique in its own way, the noodles are of a different type and its simple blended ingredients of fresh taugeh, choi and fried crisp pieces gives it a distinctive kampong-ish taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh, I likeee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course,its a must to eat it with the chilli sauce! really, i think chilli brings out the flavour and syiokness out of every meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8987618191042821781-1019884135893343220?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1019884135893343220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1019884135893343220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1019884135893343220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1019884135893343220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/02/kampong-noodles.html' title='Kampong Noodles'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R7Rsc_8Cp-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZtiVwYed2jY/s72-c/IMG_4664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1017292505440124201</id><published>2008-01-28T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T08:09:54.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captured Beauty</title><content type='html'>If you must know, I can take really good pictures when I want to! Actually I take good pictures all the time! Especially of me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is an understatement actually because I'm not much of a camwhorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! Its me who becomes the object of everyone's camera lens! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'd rather take pictures of everything around me! There is no doubt to the beauty of Mother Nature that is so captivating. Here they are! Some of my Godly-inspired pictures taken in Denmark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R6CcnXUnEfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/aPVjik2w6RE/s1600-h/IMG_3932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161297373055881714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R6CcnXUnEfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/aPVjik2w6RE/s320/IMG_3932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The forest right behind the timber house I stay in. (Pssst,don't tell my parents but Hui Yin and I got lost for about 5 minutes here! hehe) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R6CcEXUnEeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DAZ1d2Lqem0/s1600-h/IMG_4072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161296771760460258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R6CcEXUnEeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DAZ1d2Lqem0/s320/IMG_4072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The naturally pretty setting of the trees and bushes in the early morning winter weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57hnXUnEdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uTAh7NMMpBg/s1600-h/IMG_4020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160810289404776914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57hnXUnEdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uTAh7NMMpBg/s320/IMG_4020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the streets of Copenhagen, where a still river rests in between the heart of the city.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57a1XUnEcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AwVp7lg3q0M/s1600-h/IMG_4028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160802833341551042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57a1XUnEcI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AwVp7lg3q0M/s320/IMG_4028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bold tree branches complimenting the usual brick houses. Its a really pretty vintage building actually.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57Zd3UnEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oRPRLolkB4k/s1600-h/IMG_4067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160801330102997426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57Zd3UnEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oRPRLolkB4k/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   The naked branches of a tree left to frost overnight.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57UTXUnEZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KI2nsk1SRT4/s1600-h/IMG_3977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160795652156232082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57UTXUnEZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KI2nsk1SRT4/s320/IMG_3977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sun rising up from the clouds above the clear sea water. On the Store Baelt-2nd longest bridge in the world!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57TfXUnEYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ONTsnU8eUGw/s1600-h/IMG_3981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160794758803034498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57TfXUnEYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ONTsnU8eUGw/s320/IMG_3981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57PwXUnEXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WuxYvhH0g4c/s1600-h/IMG_4081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160790652814299506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57PwXUnEXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WuxYvhH0g4c/s320/IMG_4081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My personal favourite! The frosted web. Never in all my life have I seen so clearly the intricate design of a spider web!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57OaHUnEWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bBaZHEKEFl4/s1600-h/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160789171050582370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R57OaHUnEWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bBaZHEKEFl4/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i take pride in the pictures I take!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I take good pictures. :)&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;/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/8987618191042821781-1017292505440124201?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1017292505440124201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1017292505440124201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1017292505440124201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1017292505440124201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/01/captured-beauty.html' title='Captured Beauty'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R6CcnXUnEfI/AAAAAAAAAF8/aPVjik2w6RE/s72-c/IMG_3932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-6493721422191768896</id><published>2008-01-24T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:46:29.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable Kittens Up for Adoption!</title><content type='html'>The most surprising thing happened last tuesday night. My Mom actually said yes to us taking care of the two abandoned kittens the neighbourhood kids found! But my Mom has no intentions of raising pussies for life. So, I'm left with two options. Either i throw them out to fend for themselves when they are much able or find them loving-cat owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here they are...introducing Captain Scratchy Whickers(black) and Pussy Natasha(brown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5hKwnUnEVI/AAAAAAAAADs/w7TuIe7Wf6o/s1600-h/IMG_4475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158955572202508626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5hKwnUnEVI/AAAAAAAAADs/w7TuIe7Wf6o/s320/IMG_4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't they the most adorable things you ever saw??! And they look cuter in real life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, to anyone who is capable and most willing to care for these two kitties, do call me immediately at 0173771151.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon finding them, I have since sacrificed my precious beauty sleep and long hours just feeding them milk from a bottle. Babies are a lot of work ok, its tiring just to sit there for an hour making sure they suck the nutrients out of the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so irritating how they can annoy you constantly with their meows until you just get completely fed up and then lure you into putting up with their fuss with that cute big-eyed innocent cat face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complained to my mom how I want to give them away already. She just laughed and pushed on saying how its good training for me. Hahaha. very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someone pleeeease adopt them ok. I did most of the hard work already. I used to sleep till 10 am. Now gotta wake up 7.30 am cause thats when they get hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, they are worth all the toil and sweat when you see their tiny kitty bodies moving about more energetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, pretty pretty pleeease with a kitty on top?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-6493721422191768896?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/6493721422191768896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=6493721422191768896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6493721422191768896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6493721422191768896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/01/adorable-kittens-up-for-adoption.html' title='Adorable Kittens Up for Adoption!'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5hKwnUnEVI/AAAAAAAAADs/w7TuIe7Wf6o/s72-c/IMG_4475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-4649782410706423181</id><published>2008-01-20T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:11:32.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of sweet Danish Memories</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd post up some pretty pictures of me in Denmark instead! Heh sorry la I really got no mood and time to do a proper post and all. SO here it is for now, enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the one and only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RkHm-_30I/AAAAAAAAADk/Tu2YGuCx__w/s1600-h/IMG_4377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157857555132702530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RkHm-_30I/AAAAAAAAADk/Tu2YGuCx__w/s320/IMG_4377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                the lovely Andreason family!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                              from left: Clause, me, Soeren, Annette and Kurt!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rj0W-_3zI/AAAAAAAAADc/RfnJRF-n0e4/s1600-h/IMG_4384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157857224420220722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rj0W-_3zI/AAAAAAAAADc/RfnJRF-n0e4/s320/IMG_4384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              YO!! WE are macho macho people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RiyG-_3yI/AAAAAAAAADU/w2LH_e_9awk/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157856086253887266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RiyG-_3yI/AAAAAAAAADU/w2LH_e_9awk/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Our attempt to do a serious pose...but little Soeren spoilt it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RfZW-_3xI/AAAAAAAAADM/yST8eTA8Rnw/s1600-h/IMG_4379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157852362517241618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RfZW-_3xI/AAAAAAAAADM/yST8eTA8Rnw/s320/IMG_4379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               And yes, I taught them the LALA pose!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rd-m-_3vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZIwZjg821kI/s1600-h/IMG_4035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157850803444113138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rd-m-_3vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZIwZjg821kI/s320/IMG_4035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       On the streets of Copenhagen...it was freezing cold I tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rdlm-_3uI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X-nwSXBvxbM/s1600-h/IMG_3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157850373947383522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Rdlm-_3uI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X-nwSXBvxbM/s320/IMG_3925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     The warm vigorous fire never fails to hynotize me and keep me warm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RCym-_3tI/AAAAAAAAACs/tJaIhVt8TWU/s1600-h/IMG_4195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157820910471732946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RCym-_3tI/AAAAAAAAACs/tJaIhVt8TWU/s320/IMG_4195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is little Mai (May). She came to visit with her family during Christmas. the most adorable kid I met in Denmark!!! She keeps talking gibberish in Danish to me, like I understand everything she says!!! haha I tried getting her to take a pictures with me,but most of the time she just wants me to take her picture. haha! believe me,this is one hard picture to get!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RCQG-_3sI/AAAAAAAAACk/frDfpJb6AYk/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157820317766246082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RCQG-_3sI/AAAAAAAAACk/frDfpJb6AYk/s320/P1010112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLO PRETTY WHITE SNOW!!! It snowed a total of three days during my whole stay in Ulstrup! This was on the very first day I feasted my eyes on snow flakes! There wasn't much snow to dive in and all as you can see. Nothing white covering the ground. There was but a tad bit of light snow falling. But more than enough to make me happy!!! And no little snow will stop me from making my snowman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RBh2-_3rI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztOoE5ocw4g/s1600-h/P1050101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157819523197296306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RBh2-_3rI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztOoE5ocw4g/s320/P1050101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how we roll it!!!! *sings Limp bizkit's Rollin'* keep rollin rollin rollin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RAy2-_3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/o_CtB30aNAA/s1600-h/P1050106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157818715743444642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RAy2-_3qI/AAAAAAAAACU/o_CtB30aNAA/s320/P1050106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Viola! check out my masterpiece...MY very own self made Malaysian snow angel!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RAdW-_3pI/AAAAAAAAACM/aSt1nUn8-yU/s1600-h/P1050122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157818346376257170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RAdW-_3pI/AAAAAAAAACM/aSt1nUn8-yU/s320/P1050122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fuiyoh! Check out the good looking white snow people!!! Introdusing Mr Snowman and his beloved wife!!! Height: 170cm and 145 cm respectively. Religion: Christians duh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blood type: H2O. Total hp life: less than 24 hours. Due to poor marital relationships, Mrs snowman was somehow reduced to killing her husband by knocking off his head. They both melted in the sunlight on the 7th JAnuary 2008. May God bless their snowy souls.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q_vG-_3oI/AAAAAAAAACE/rdlaOidcvqU/s1600-h/P1050129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157817551807307394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q_vG-_3oI/AAAAAAAAACE/rdlaOidcvqU/s320/P1050129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Now now, don't play dirty ok. (haha no i shall not admit to bad snow-making skills. ok i forgot to shovel off the dirt and leaves on them!) But other than that, I declare them the perfect snow couple of Denmark! They should so put them in the postcards. It would do the tourism board of Denmark a great deal.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q-RG-_3nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZqCVRyttc6M/s1600-h/PC150105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157815936899604082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q-RG-_3nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZqCVRyttc6M/s320/PC150105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the solero shots of Denmark!!! This was in the Tivoli gardens. Tivoli is a beautiful garden turned into amusement park. Waaay better than genting if you ask me!!! But for some reason the solero shots in Genting was scarier. I was singing my lungs out when we reached the top!!! It was a beautiful sight because you get to see the whole of Copenhagen city glistening at night. see how nervous Claus is. aye, he is afraid of heights!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q9wW-_3mI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7xC4UH5iH4A/s1600-h/PC160115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157815374258888290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q9wW-_3mI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7xC4UH5iH4A/s320/PC160115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Christmas market in Copenhagen.They have fire charcoals almost everywhere here. Thank God! The wind was blowing hard that day. But despite the cold, we walked around the vintagely beautiful city for about 3 hours!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q9bG-_3lI/AAAAAAAAABs/1Tdc64Q5q48/s1600-h/PC160120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157815009186668114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q9bG-_3lI/AAAAAAAAABs/1Tdc64Q5q48/s320/PC160120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the ice sculpturing demonstration!!! WE decided to play and poke at the man's big ice block! Claus painfully sketched my name out with his bare fingers. I put in effort by colllecting two rocks and placing it below my name. Can you see?? If you can't then something is wrong with you. Because it so claerly says that Gloria Rocks! hahaha&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q772-_3kI/AAAAAAAAABk/r5jTJ7TVPtw/s1600-h/PC160124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157813372804128322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q772-_3kI/AAAAAAAAABk/r5jTJ7TVPtw/s320/PC160124.JPG" width="491" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nah, we didn't ice skate that day. We were content enough with walking on the ice ring with our shoes and I had the satisfaction of smashing a snow ball on both Claus and Soeren!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q6x2-_3jI/AAAAAAAAABc/x7ZH9sikE6g/s1600-h/PC160128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157812101493808690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q6x2-_3jI/AAAAAAAAABc/x7ZH9sikE6g/s320/PC160128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing with the one and only world famous fairy tale writer, Mr. Christian Hans Anderson!!!! Mention him and the first thing that comes to my mind is The Ugly Duckling!!! hee&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q50m-_3iI/AAAAAAAAABU/GgtAbHCwXm4/s1600-h/PC210091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157811049226821154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q50m-_3iI/AAAAAAAAABU/GgtAbHCwXm4/s320/PC210091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the streets of Hinnerup ( Hin neh woop) where crazee Danes become extremely kiasu in lighting up their whole house with bright and colourful lights!!!! And what do they get in return??? A big fat electricity bill that is. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q42G-_3hI/AAAAAAAAABM/8Zu5q1Z9uJY/s1600-h/PC220101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157809975484997138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q42G-_3hI/AAAAAAAAABM/8Zu5q1Z9uJY/s320/PC220101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas week. This is Soeren and I!! Actually his name has scandinavian alphabets in it but unfortunately our Malaysian keyboards don't have them. You know...the O with the big slash over it. We were making deliciously sweet konfekt!!! Its a type of Danish Christmas delight. And yes, I have mastered the way of making them! hee&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q4Wm-_3gI/AAAAAAAAABE/_r4oaaza8Hw/s1600-h/PC240095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157809434319117826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q4Wm-_3gI/AAAAAAAAABE/_r4oaaza8Hw/s320/PC240095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas eve. Arrive and grandparents place. Eat pork, potato, sweet bolied apple, Christmas duck with brown sauce. They had second helpings. Then Christmas rice pudding. Find the nut and get a present! Dance around the Christmas tree. Sing Danish Christmas songs. I was declared the best singer. Gather around. Then opening present session lasted the longest. they really take their presents seriously. We start from the youngest and move on in a many circles untill everyone gets to see each other presents and expressions when they rip off the wrappers. The kids get tons of expensive stuff. I get my very own MP3.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q31G-_3fI/AAAAAAAAAA8/skmunOVmJWg/s1600-h/PC240107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157808858793500146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5Q31G-_3fI/AAAAAAAAAA8/skmunOVmJWg/s320/PC240107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME and my very professionally made Christmas decoration. I call it NAture's light! Hee preety a not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/8987618191042821781-4649782410706423181?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/4649782410706423181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=4649782410706423181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4649782410706423181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4649782410706423181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-sweet-danish-memories.html' title='Of sweet Danish Memories'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5RkHm-_30I/AAAAAAAAADk/Tu2YGuCx__w/s72-c/IMG_4377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-6943645243681605072</id><published>2008-01-20T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:09:39.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In Denmark</title><content type='html'>I awoke and sat up straight abruptly; startled by the sudden change of air pressure and loud noises coming from the engines of the plane. In a string of seconds, the plane began to move at sudden speed; greatly reducing its height from the ground, then it paced out slowly and gradually came to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within minutes,I found myself on new unfamiliar ground. A huge drop in temperature. New fresh air. A new sight to behold. It was the start of a new beginning- my life in Denmark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first week was fine and rather exciting. Since I was their newest and longest guest they showered me with undeserved attention and favour.I mean, really, they sacrifice most of their precious time just for me!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was so different in Denmark. At times, it was completely the opposite from the Malaysian way of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the petrol station for example, in Denmark, you gotta pump your petrol before going in to pay for it. And no, they don't fuel up their car and hit it. And they take seatbelts seriously. The toilets are squeky clean.(yeala pointless to compare msia toilets) and eventhough you get to call evryone by their first name, manners play a role in every family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the Danish are definately more civilised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so on the 8th Dec 2007, the five of us chosen YEs exchanged handshakes and set off for a country beyond our Malaysian imagination!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157802596731182546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5QyIm-_3dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iNJB8Ez7oUs/s320/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The smartly-attired asian gang: me, han ning,hui yin,han yang and our leader- jun king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed in a little town called Ulstrup( ool stoop). Heh Danish writing can be decieving!! Well doesn't help that their ABCs are all wrong and funny sounding. What you read is nothing like how it should sound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Tivoli Gardens, Copenhagen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157801690493083074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5QxT2-_3cI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yUM3YF35yrg/s320/IMG_3984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5NC-m-_3bI/AAAAAAAAAAc/urHJ7KM5ypc/s1600-h/PC220101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8987618191042821781-6943645243681605072?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/6943645243681605072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=6943645243681605072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6943645243681605072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6943645243681605072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-in-denmark.html' title='Life In Denmark'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/R5QyIm-_3dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iNJB8Ez7oUs/s72-c/IMG_3921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-3450286389839227631</id><published>2008-01-10T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:55:27.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>The questioning soul of a friend once asked me, "Why go to Denmark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A could think of a million good reasons as to my firm decision on my joining the YE programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these three words sums it up: "Because I can!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could and I did. And I am so super grateful to GOd for providing me such an opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;A monthful of new fresh cold air, fibre-based diet, ( yes, we eat bread for breakfast, lunch and dinner!) new friends and acqaintances, fattening and heavy christmas dinners, chocolates, chocolates,a completely different lifestyle and pretty white SNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was once in a lifetime indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been sooo awesomely good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am still pretty jetlagged now. Will probably take a week or more to adjust and get my gastronomic schedule and sleeping hours back to Malaysian time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am pursuing my driving license for now! HEh, I signed up once I got back and will start this coming saturday! ANd hopefully my endeavour to speak fluent Mandarin will succeed! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm glad I'm home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-3450286389839227631?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/3450286389839227631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=3450286389839227631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3450286389839227631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/3450286389839227631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-5541842384328868084</id><published>2007-11-29T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:47:33.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Higher Society</title><content type='html'>It has been a tiring grueling three days since SPM ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people would have probably caught up with Hollywood by catching up with all the movies missed throughout the year or gone out to have an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately for me, I still had a massive load of work to complete- move back into my former room upstairs! This of course includes a high time of spring cleaning and extensive calf muscle training! (Yes, running up and down the stairs carrying all my junk and what-nots actually gives you a good workout!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after much toil and sweat, I am proud and happy to say that I have officially climbed back into the realm of higher beings- (Yes, no more loud-meowing cats, freak lizards, baby spiders and repulsive cockroaches!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to living upstairs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I tried to upload some pictures but the stupid thing comes up all over the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-5541842384328868084?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/5541842384328868084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=5541842384328868084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/5541842384328868084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/5541842384328868084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-to-higher-society.html' title='Back to Higher Society'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-6225882167386026258</id><published>2007-11-29T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T07:29:23.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamp</title><content type='html'>My my look at how empty and deserted this place has become since i long left. But worry not Gloria the great has once again returned to her faithful ol' blog! This time, not just to update it with just another post but to renew and rejuvenate it with the face lift it so needs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha that is, if I come around to be techno-savvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for Revamp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-6225882167386026258?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/6225882167386026258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=6225882167386026258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6225882167386026258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6225882167386026258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/11/revamp.html' title='Revamp'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-2881138836978754468</id><published>2007-03-20T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T05:32:21.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Altar to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;God loved each of us enough to leave the riches of heaven and reside in the utter poverty of this earth.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even come to an earthly palace. Nor did He come as someone who merited the world's respect.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine: God came to earth as a nobody in hopes of making you somebody.&lt;br /&gt;But on most days it doesn't even seem as if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each morning God calls out to us- but most of the time we are too busy&lt;br /&gt;to notice or too self-absorbed to care. We take Christ's sacrifice on Calvary's cross lightly.&lt;br /&gt;We are consumed with thoughts of everything we want, and we fail to realize we already have more than we could ever need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Shannon Kubiak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let us constantly remind ourselves of GOd's amazing love for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I mean really, really put in in your hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-2881138836978754468?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/2881138836978754468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=2881138836978754468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2881138836978754468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/2881138836978754468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/03/altar-to-remember.html' title='Altar to remember'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-8372992117750294445</id><published>2007-03-14T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T05:59:04.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PeaceHaven Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Am back from CF camp! This time, being in the core committee has not only exposed me to the drill and thrill of management but also made me see things more differently.It was a whole new experience, and most tiring as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow in the midst of planning for camp, I forgot to sharpen my stones and ended up taking this wrong turn and got lost for a while. I was so busy worrying about the schedule and the campers' welfare that I forgot my whole reason for coming to camp- that is to seek God and know Him so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even when my vision was blurred and my heart weakened, GOd never ceases to amaze me and draw me to the core of His heart. God hit me with His presence the last night. ANd I never thought I'd come to this but I realised that I was being more of a Martha than a Mary. And to miss out on the one thing that matters most in our lives, is just so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp has been filled with mixed emotions, new friends, junk food and bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus leaving me with a jouney of R.I.C.E ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all try R.I.C.E!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remaining In Christ Everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-8372992117750294445?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/8372992117750294445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=8372992117750294445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8372992117750294445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/8372992117750294445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/03/peacehaven-hiatus.html' title='PeaceHaven Hiatus'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-4772734904209129438</id><published>2007-02-28T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:00:04.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragic nokia death</title><content type='html'>It was a bright sunny day, but sadly, not a bright day for my dearest nokia handphone. Besides being all hot and sweaty due to the dry humid weather, it was being treated in the most uncaring manner. Even its palm-size metallic figure failed to somehow grasp its owner's attention. And it's existence was somewhat forgotten in a string of seconds, that is, until its electronic-like blood surges up all of a sudden, followed by a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loud thump was heard, and left ringing in the air for a few horrfying seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone could think of what would happen next, parts of its delicate structure was scattered on the floor; its already scratched body left shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of death rose up in the air, and the pretty graceful figure of the owner quickly rushes the poor broken thing into the nearest possible surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, after several attempts of stitches and elephant glue-ing, its body was renewed.&lt;br /&gt;But the impact of the fall left the dear electronic device with a paralyzed mind-what after having a fractured backbone; which leaves it just as good as dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY sincerest condolences to nokia butterfly keypad.( i forgot what model)&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-4772734904209129438?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/4772734904209129438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=4772734904209129438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4772734904209129438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/4772734904209129438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/02/tragic-nokia-death.html' title='tragic nokia death'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-1845682915650172681</id><published>2007-02-21T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:18:57.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tortoise Facts For the Tortoise Slayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is specially dedicated to all tortoise lovers whom tortoises apparently die because of their excessive love and care.(more like tortoise slayers !!hmpph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;During the recent family visitations, I got to visit my tortoises' relatives too- the same breed of family Pinky and Arlie came from!(yup, that's their brother and sisiter!!) My other cousin was keeping the other two shelled creatures and I could not help but be bothered by the fact that they do not expose their beloved pets to Uv light or even provide it with the essential drink they need.(yes, water!!!) So I decided to do my research this time again and I had this strong promptting in my heart to just share my tortoise knowledge with everyone!(coughcoughtortoiseslayerscoughcough) After all, caring is sharing mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNLIGHT MOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Natural sunlight contains UV-B radiation which is required by the tortoise to internally synthesize vitamin-D3. This is required by the tortoise to enable it to use the calcium it consumes in its food. Without an adequate level of D3, this calcium is useless for building bones. In order to synthesize D3 properly, both UV-B radiation and radiant heat is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*see see what did i tell you????*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Most Mediterranean tortoises fare best when allowed to graze, offering the other listed items as occasional supplements. Do not routinely offer cabbage, spinach, chard, bok choy, or any vegetable related to these, as they inhibit calcium absorption and can cause serious health problems. This is particularly critical in the case of juveniles or egg-laying females. The regular use of a cuttlefish bone or calcium block left in the enclosures allows tortoises to regulate the amount of calcium in the diet. *this applies to desert tortoises too*&lt;br /&gt;We recommend the use of a good quality phosphorus free calcium and vitamin D3 supplement at least twice per week, more frequently for juveniles and egg-laying females. A “raw” calcium supplement may safely be used on a daily basis. If the tortoise is maintained indoors for any significant period, be sure to make provision for UV-B exposure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TORTOISES: Do They Need To Drink ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*YESYESYESSSS!!!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they are able to tolerate water deprivation for a substantial period is not reason to deprive them of it deliberately or permanently. Water deprivation is a sub-optimal state which, if extended beyond certain limits, results in serious health problems. Food alone is not normally an adequate source of the total water requirement of semi-arid habitat reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;They frequently pass urine at this time as well, and will simultaneously dispose of the chalky white uric acid residues which form in the bladder. It is categorically not true that wild tortoises rarely drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tortoisetrust.org/articles/webdiet.htm" target="_new" snap_preview_added="spa"&gt;http://www.tortoisetrust.org/articles/webdiet.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tortoisetrust.org/articles/drink.html" target="_new" snap_preview_added="spa"&gt;http://www.tortoisetrust.org/articles/drink.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diynetwork.com/diy/lp_health_care/article/0,2041,DIY_14063_2271604,00.html" target="_new" snap_preview_added="spa"&gt;http://www.diynetwork.com/diy/lp_health_care/article/0,2041,DIY_14063_2271604,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*clickclick! you know you want to!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you truly love(or loved) your tortoises, you would go the extra mile to google for vital tortoise care-taking information so they can go about their tortoise leaf-eating lives for tons of years to come.( like me!)&lt;br /&gt;Its a sad world we live in, where people just allow their poor tortoises in their pathetic boxes or cages to live the rest of their boring days goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-1845682915650172681?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/1845682915650172681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=1845682915650172681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1845682915650172681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/1845682915650172681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/02/tortoise-facts-for-tortoise-slayers.html' title='Tortoise Facts For the Tortoise Slayers'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-6823608686459198601</id><published>2007-02-21T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:15:41.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I come to the altar with no Isaac to bring&lt;br /&gt;Just the desire to be loved and the hope for a ring&lt;br /&gt;I've waited, I've worried, and I have failed to trust&lt;br /&gt;So take from me this desire and teach me as You must&lt;br /&gt;All alone before You, my heart I spill&lt;br /&gt;With laughter and tears this empty vessel fill&lt;br /&gt;I am looking, Lord, no longer for a man&lt;br /&gt;But now to You, and what You have planned&lt;br /&gt;I am gifted and growing and I want to serve You&lt;br /&gt;Just show me where to go and who to serve as I seek to follow through&lt;br /&gt;And if alone You want me,for years to come&lt;br /&gt;Isolate and teach me what is to be done&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight You any longer,I am too weak&lt;br /&gt;I am done with fool's gold and real tresure I seek&lt;br /&gt;I want You,O Lord, to put a twinkle in my eye&lt;br /&gt;I want You to be my focus and not any other guy&lt;br /&gt;But even as I say this, part of me holds back&lt;br /&gt;Help me to see that singleness is a blessing and not an attack&lt;br /&gt;Lord,help me not to feel worthless, unblessed, and alone&lt;br /&gt;Help me to throw my cares at the foot of Your throne&lt;br /&gt;As You want me to wait, Lord, please put a hold on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Help me not to give it away to someone who will tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;As I lay my desire down at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be honest and my promises keep&lt;br /&gt;Help me in loneliness to focus on the Cross&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel left out, help me to count it as loss&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to struggle; I am too tired to fight&lt;br /&gt;Help me to keep on and do what is right&lt;br /&gt;Remove from me this jeolousy and replace it with joy&lt;br /&gt;Fill my thoughts with You, O Lord, instead of a boy&lt;br /&gt;On the altar of sacrifice I place my desire&lt;br /&gt;And I ask, Lord, right now that You'd burn it with fire&lt;br /&gt;Please accept it, O Lord, for it is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;Help me to let go of this bondage and truly live&lt;br /&gt;Take all of me, Lord, even when I am opposed&lt;br /&gt;Help me to trust in You, the One who always knows&lt;br /&gt;On my knees I fall, with tears on my face&lt;br /&gt;And I ask, Lord, only that You'd meet me in this place&lt;br /&gt;Altars are for bloodshed so, Lord, here's my heart&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me now, and grant me a new start&lt;br /&gt;~ Shannon Kubiak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Every one of us has had or will probably have moments when we are desperately in need of a new start. The author of 'God Called A Girl' wrote this when she was in a love dilemma. Shannon was desperately searching for a man's love during her college years that she forgot that she already had all the love she ever needed-a love that's eternal; a love so strong and so amazing that it never ceases to satisfy one's brokeness.&lt;br /&gt;I think most of us would be able to relate to this poem-how sometimes we tend to plan our own lives and try to live out what we think is best for ourselves.But that's when we're asking God for the lesser of what He wants to give us.God has plans and dreams for us that goes beyond our imagination and expectations. And we need to realise that our humanly expectations will only lead to dissapointments in life.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon placed high hopes on being wedded by the end of her college days; but when nothing of that sort came to pass, she realised that God had a different, bigger plan for her. " Don't fight the ways of God, for who can straighten out what He has made crooked?" (Ecclesiastes 7:13) So in the same way, we shouldn't argue with God about His plans for our lives but surrender it to Him completely in loving trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-6823608686459198601?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/6823608686459198601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=6823608686459198601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6823608686459198601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/6823608686459198601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-start.html' title='New Start'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8987618191042821781.post-7346899672187089198</id><published>2007-02-21T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:12:48.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After much deliberation and pesky suggestions from friends, I have finally decided to start my very own blog!! Belonging to me, myself and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No, this is no offense to theGORGEOUSchiqs of course.I love our partnership blog to bits!!(yeamman, phee-hu-weet!) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And will never ever walk away from it. This is just space for my own personal rantings and ramblings. You know, more room for the bigger, fatter me! Yes, I am growing and will need ample space for tortoise dreams, chocolate cupcakes and angpows! (heh that was random)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, cheers to the gloooria blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8987618191042821781-7346899672187089198?l=gloriachieng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/feeds/7346899672187089198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8987618191042821781&amp;postID=7346899672187089198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7346899672187089198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8987618191042821781/posts/default/7346899672187089198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gloriachieng.blogspot.com/2007/02/selfish-me.html' title='Selfish me'/><author><name>Gloria the great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16364598887643077314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMS2LTQd_Q8/SaP1vbhN20I/AAAAAAAAARA/UipAlu3iiK8/S220/IMG_6690.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
