<?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-20496425</id><updated>2012-01-19T12:41:18.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~looking thru my eyes~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-1638636517900059446</id><published>2008-02-15T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:28:32.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~The day of true love OR a HUGE popularized marketing gimmick~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7Sgb6WJ1YI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AIqr1JSxHk8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166931073879889282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7Sgb6WJ1YI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AIqr1JSxHk8/s320/untitled.bmp" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;A single particular day where the men whole-heartedly fears, a day where the women feels like they are walking in the shoes of Juliet, and a day where florist, chocolate boutiques, gift shops are most happy of for this is the peak of their sales...forget the idea behind romance and bring on the $$! Men are too caught up in providing the perfect valentines for their women ( at least those who actually care too) becoming stress and splashing oh-too-much money on a flower that might have cost less that RM1 on an ordinary day and women anticipating the best valentines, topping the previous years, nervously hoping what their boyfriends have install for them... All these behaviours are so familiar when it comes to this time of the year, Valentine's Day. With the hustle and bustle of the celebration coming up, everyone tend to loose track of the actual meaning of Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166931078174856594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7SgcKWJ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAVg/yfzOCUR2aZg/s320/390090858_bad3823fd8.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I for one, have not had the change to celebrate a Valentines, though with the remarks above you might find me cynical but before you judge me, I would actually like to get the chance to experience a Valentines with a loved one unfortunately that has not come knocking on my door yet. After the many "missed" opportunities, I do wonder to myself, what do i expect of my Valentines? Here i am a sucker for romance and i am surrounded by people joyfully describing their romantic valentines experience topped with gifts and suprises and i admit to myself, I do want to be a part of such eventful day, being pampered and spoilt but then it hit me while drafting this post, shouldn't love be unconditional? Love is to give and expect nothing in return and I am thinking of my loved one now on the other side of the world and i wish nothing more than just to be with him so why is Valentines polluting my mind?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166933053859812786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7SiPKWJ1bI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YhGW9s9k7qM/s320/1_979841706l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I blame it all on the over-popularized, IDEA of Valentine's Day. Someone once told me that this comment, " Valentine's Day is everyday when your with the right person" is awfully corny, well i would agree if it was used as an excuse to get out of going through the trouble of pleasing one another but if it was said with actual love (haha you do not have to roll your eyes at this), it is actually true. Why wait till Valentines to buy flowers, or to have a romantic dinner or to do anything romantic for that matter! This can be done anytime of year and saves you a lot of money because your not doing it on the V day! Plus being part of the many people who did not celebrate Valentines, I have to voice out that this is discrimination on the singles (though i am not one currently). Everywhere you go your reminded that your single!! Its almost like a slap on the face to singles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166931082469823906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7SgcaWJ1aI/AAAAAAAAAVo/boz72I1GTjc/s320/391235337_f8b9af25a9.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;For example, I went to a cafe with friends with the "idea" that we have each other (hehe self-consolation...see!!! see what has valentines done to our minds) and it was a group of 5 to 7 people, what a blow we got when we noticed the tables were set in pairs!! We had to stand stupidly for several minutes till the waiters uncomfortably re-arranged the seatings to fit all of us while having the body-language of we rather give these seats to couples... HAHA...Second example, my friend went out with her friends too to celebrate and she text me feeling down that everywhere she turned there were couples and the gals were flaunting their gifts and flowers!! So does this mean on such occasion, it is mandatory for singles to stay at home and feel sorry for themselves because the public only welcomes couples? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Haih Valentine's Day, it sticks in your head and messes up your mind and ability to think rationally. What more can I say about this day? I am not a pessimist, again i say I am a sucker to romance just that there are several issues i feel strongly for. The amount of gal friends complaining to me feeling down and bad for themselves is enough to put me in such mood. Secondly few articles published in TheStar today gave me the inspiration to jot down my opinions and this particular article whereby four experts talk about love gave me the idea to express my two cents on the topic..LOVE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love at first sight....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I agree with Keith Miller, it is more like lust at first sight to put it bluntly. When i was younger i do believe in love at first sight but after going through several relationships it is definately lust or if you want to deny it than attraction-at-first-sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a breakup, never....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; plot the revenge or death of your partner. It is not meant to be so just LET GO and move on and you would find yourself falling in love again and two times happier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The best part....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of love or being in a relationship is knowing you have someone there for you, to love you unconditionally even if your going through your worse moments, and not looking or feeling the best about yourself. Supporting you with encouraging words and making you feel good about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fairy tales tend to leave out the part....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; that they are meant to just make you feel good and to believe in love and that love do not come that easily. Fairy tales tend to leave out the part that NOTHING IS PERFECT. There are ups and downs to a relationship and the best thing is being able to go through that and to survive! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can never predict....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  the future, so do not take each other for granted and do not assume things will always go the way you plan it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it comes to relationships, people tend to under-estimate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;each other. Taking for granted that the other will always be there, forever, whenever you need him/her. Always receiving and not giving. Like i always say, it takes two to tango, two hands to clap therefore it takes two to make a relationship work if it is one way than it is better to end things before it gets worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heartache is....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  a feeling everyone goes through at least once, to those who have not gone through it I salute you. It is a realization that you loved, and a lesson...a step towards learning, maturing. I do believe that "everything happens for a reason".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's Day....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  I think i have said enough on that! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The longer you're with someone....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; the more you know if he or she is the right one. Time would slowly prove its worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-1638636517900059446?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1638636517900059446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=1638636517900059446&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1638636517900059446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1638636517900059446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-true-love-or-huge-popularized.html' title='~The day of true love OR a HUGE popularized marketing gimmick~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R7Sgb6WJ1YI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AIqr1JSxHk8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-2580074712849541837</id><published>2007-12-26T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T03:05:50.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Christmas 07~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;First and foremost a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all!!! It is the end of the year and Christmas has just passed by, oh reminding me Happy Boxing day!! Well aren't I full of wishes today =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147966277787462210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FADfc2KkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5Ll1_JKWBs8/s320/PC110883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well this year's Christmas was grrrrreeeaaat! I would just say the month of December is my favourite!! Firstly it is the school break meaning my whole family would be free and that means going on holidays, most likely overseas, then it is the time of Christmas followed by New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Like previous years, I started my December with a trip to Singapore with my family. I would not elaborate much on this for i am saving this for another post by itself. But I am definitely not leaving this out, my dad gave me and my sis money to do our Christmas shopping and this is what i got!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147964130303814178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3E-Gfc2KiI/AAAAAAAAATw/7tBQTdEuzCE/s320/PC251097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147964134598781490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3E-Gvc2KjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cZmrSNXXQMQ/s320/P1010114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;In summary, I got myself two handbags, one in white (been looking for one for a long time) and one in red ( this was a compulsive purchase for i love red), a red purse ( go figure), a beaded chain, a skirt ( i did not include it in the photograph) and Philip Pullman's sequel of his Dark Materials novel!!! All from my dear daddy!! Thanks Dad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;From my mom, naturally she ran out of ideas on what to buy for me and my sis therefore she too gave us money to go shopping and this i did in KL, and ended up buying myself two tops and a dress, i still have remanding money but due to the crazy end-of-year sale i gave up shopping and would only do it later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;As for dear sis, this was adorable, we were so clueless on what to buy for each other for we were actually quite satisfied with our purchases in Singapore till it was done very last minute and this is how it went, we drove to Jusco in Ipoh, split up and planned to meet up again in front of MPH at 10pm (sis forgot to bring her phone), it was like a race! We were rushing here and there thinking what to get what to get! In the end this is what she got me, M&amp;amp;Ms, chewing gum (this is coz i had to throw my brand new packet in Singapore forgetting that i was not allowed to bring it in), a cute little coffee mug, Ruffels ( god i so love these chips) and Loreal liquid eyeliner! Thanks sis!! muaks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Last but not least, my dear dear boyfriend got me something which i totally did not expect from him. Trust me, you would not expect it too if your buying something for a gal but dun get me wrong i LOVE the present, been wanting to buy it for some time now, he has been listening to me and for this he deserves a big huge kiss! Muaks thanks baby! He got me Sonic Gear speakers!!! Haha my sound system was not that great and been wanting a good one especially with a deep bass to blast it with. hehe ( pity my neighbours).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147975421772835458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FIXvc2KoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/8CeJ3UmXWFQ/s320/P1010174.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wait! I was so excited about the presents i totally skipped the entire Christmas eve!! Well this year was something much different from the norm, we went to Taiping to celebrate Christmas with our grandparents and had Christmas Eve buffet dinner at Legend Inn! Yummm! Buffet!! This means turkey, steak, lamb, pies, mouth-watering deserts, oh this is too perfect! I am hungry again thinking of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147973785390295650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FG4fc2KmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/asYmGX_ilJw/s320/PC240987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147972647223962194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FF2Pc2KlI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Yj4LdQe_2Ys/s320/PC240984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147974579959245426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FHmvc2KnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/DiYqUG0uEFc/s320/PC241022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147975426067802770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FIX_c2KpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pWQNZf_hWGg/s320/PC241023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147976289356229282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FJKPc2KqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/x-bjxnsen-U/s320/PC241004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Me and my sis are very satisfied with our turkey! hehe. Think I have gone carnivorous on that night!! Eek!! Haha so what? Christmas only comes once every year plus this is my first Christmas turkey!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then it was off to midnight mass for the countdown. I have to say i was a little disappointed because i was really looking forward to Christmas mass at my church in Ipoh. I really love the classic old traditional carols and the traditions my church took on Christmas day. I have gotten so used to it. But then again it is all about celebrating the birth of Christ and the time with family so my mouth is sealed. Mass was great but we missed the carols and we had to sit outside due to the large amount of people attending it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;After the clock struck 12, we head home, and it was time for presents!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147981804094237362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FOLPc2KrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/mBc3u9ShcDY/s320/PC241033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147981816979139266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FOL_c2KsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/pPZRgHdFsDk/s320/PC241063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147981825569073874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FOMfc2KtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/DflsNj2lKgw/s320/PC241041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147981829864041186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FOMvc2KuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eaAAd7_J2J0/s320/PC241035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My  father was also in on the joys of opening his Christmas present from me and my sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;All in all it was a wonderful Christmas for the year 2007! Now coming up, New Year's celebration and this i am most probably celebrating it in Port Dickson with Eddie's side of the family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lastly Merry Christmas again and a Happy New Year! God bless all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-2580074712849541837?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2580074712849541837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=2580074712849541837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2580074712849541837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2580074712849541837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-07.html' title='~Christmas 07~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/R3FADfc2KkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5Ll1_JKWBs8/s72-c/PC110883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4259965768682676393</id><published>2007-10-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:09:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Updates~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thought of the day: - &lt;em&gt;I do not remember when was the last time i had a good laugh-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks like it has been ages since i sat in front of the comp thinking of what to insert into my already mouldy and cob-webbed blog. I started my degree in mass communication doing communication media management around the time of 26 july 2007 (correct me if im wrong) and now i only have another four to five more weeks to go before i finish this semester and then proceed to my awfully long and deserved holiday of four months!!! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the complain starts, hey remember my course is a non examination course which means that i do not have exams but assignments. Sounds nice eh? NO!!! Let's see I have four subjects, Reporting for Print (journalism stuff), International Media Content ( boring!!! politics, cultures, happenings and what nots), Public Relations 1( AGAIN?!!!), and Desktop Design Publishing ( Killer!!!! It's crazy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me paint you a picture, just imagine having four tough subjects ( hey it is degree...IT IS HARDER), each has about 3 to 4 assignments (which breaks into small ones too) then throw in the tutorial homework, presentation and research!!! Whoa!!! I have never found myself holding 5 refferance books, lugging it around college before!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a huge transition from diploma to degree....In diploma, we go to classes, zone, go back relax bla bla then it is the next day, only occasionally facing the adrenalin rush of assignments and exams whereas in degree it is going to college, classes, then straight home to rest and it is assignments till 3 to 4 am in the morning almost daily!!! See the difference??!! Whoa no joke at all there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty as charge for not updating my blogs but also busy as hell surviving in life. Blogging is my occasional urge to just type (to feel a little bit like carrie bradshaw in sex and the city) what i have in mind rather then a daily update on my life. You wanna know that,call me but i must warn you a lot of listening would be involve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I gained anything from my three months of college? Yea i did if not the money would all go to waste, and also i have learnt to slowly come to terms with myself. Things have been very different in just one year and im still surviving. Trying to adapt but slowly. Different in ways academic, environment, emotions and a whole new load to my shoulders. hehe Whats new eh?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... oh shoot, writer's block...its amazing how when my com is not turned on i have a gazillion thoughts in my head that i would love to share and type it out here but then when i face the comp and i finally picked something to start on i do not have must to ramble on...haha...oh well at least i updated something about my life right now... Now you know about my college life... well fingers-crossed for more to come!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if only i have a brain organizer!!! lol *hints for my chirstmass present* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** where would i find Ramli burger on the eve of Raya?!! Darn my cravings!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;~cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-4259965768682676393?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4259965768682676393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4259965768682676393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4259965768682676393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4259965768682676393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates.html' title='~Updates~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-1687162669644956165</id><published>2007-08-12T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T02:27:15.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ba Ba *Roar* *Bite* Black Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;What has Hollywood brought us now?? Thriller movies which involves animals which are usually twice or even three times their usual size includes killer snakes, sharks, or even animals that goes chaotic like spiders, bats, crocs, human-eating fishes...there are tons out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Usually with a stupid plot ( my apologies to fanatic fans out there ), lots of running and screaming then the defeat of the big a** animal. What's the point you might think? This is definately not the last of it. The latest installment is called *drum-rolls* "THE BLACK SHEEP" written and directed by Jonathan King this is a movie about a genetic engineering programme gone baaaad!! One single bite from an infected sheep will mutate its victim! There are 40 million sheeps in New Zealand and they have all gone mad!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;WHoa!!!! Sheeps?!! Sheeps?!! Sheeps?!! hahaha I'm sorry i cant help myself but sheeps?!! Aren't they suppose to be all fluffy and cute and tame?! Killer sheeps?? They don't even have fangs nor horns, nor poisonous stings!! What were they thinking?!! What happen to the nursery rhyme of ba ba black sheep have you any wool? Now it is ba ba black sheep please don't kill me?!! Anyone for that movie?? Lets go watch killer sheeps!!! yay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097510558818552658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="340" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/Rr3-2HEuy1I/AAAAAAAAATg/U-VWRY-NXpQ/s320/black_sheep_ver2%5B1%5D.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-1687162669644956165?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1687162669644956165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=1687162669644956165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1687162669644956165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1687162669644956165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/08/ba-ba-roar-bite-black-sheep.html' title='Ba Ba *Roar* *Bite* Black Sheep'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/Rr3-2HEuy1I/AAAAAAAAATg/U-VWRY-NXpQ/s72-c/black_sheep_ver2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-5334349855367738037</id><published>2007-07-16T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:40:32.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope I am still Alive and Rotting!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Hey all, ( if there is any left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know my blog have been so dead since forever!! Well firstly I have officially become a couch potato!! Yea all the plans of wanting to work was and is on stand-still due to some reasons so yea i have been in Ipoh recuperating and becoming a couch potato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have sudden flashes of inspiration to write but I DO NOT HAVE INTERNET ACCESS!!! Well that is when i am in KL...*Sobz* and when i am in Ipoh, sure i do have internet but unfortunately my computer is downstairs and the weather has been killing me therefore i am officially a hermit in my own room!! yay!! (oh my room has air-cond btw). Yea some might say reasons reasons...haha but when i am in front of the com....*blank*... Probably I have to owe it to the fact that I have not been using my brain for any serious thinking! oh gosh what have i become?!!! If you don't work, don't have plans to go out, and broke your brain would probably be working on auto-pilot like mine for the past few weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh someone safe me!!! lol...Well all hope is not lost...at least i finally got this post up, right? If there is anyone left reading my blog or even just visiting first i have to say thanks!! your so sweet and secondly I will continue writing and i will make it a point...Just have to find a cyber cafe at the moment when i have an inspiration hit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow i am off to bed for i have an early morning bus to catch to KL tmrw...See you there KL peeps!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&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/20496425-5334349855367738037?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5334349855367738037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=5334349855367738037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5334349855367738037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5334349855367738037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/07/nope-i-am-still-alive-and-rotting.html' title='Nope I am still Alive and Rotting!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4665065852745107247</id><published>2007-05-30T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:17:14.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sighs of relief~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Got back from Kl and got myself into an uncomfortable situation. On the eve of my trip to Lang Tengah my parents decided to finally get the lump on my neck check and make an appointment. After three check up and opinions from ENTs, i did my final check up and to get a final opinion before we decide on operation at Ipoh Specialist Centre. The doctor, an elder man started the routine check up, again i had the tube thingy put up my nose into my throat!! Ugh!! hate it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;He said he felt two lumps!!! And they are kinda deep inside and its near my facial nerve. He said just as a warning and precaution that IF the doctor injure the nerve my whole right side of my face will droop and i will have no control over it. eek!!! Said he himself do not dare carry out the operation and will refer me to someone else more professional...whoa that scared my parents enough. Then we went to our GP which I have been seeing since i was a baby to ask for advice and to recommend any surgeons or ENT specialist. He referred me to a surgeon name DR.Manu so that's where we went right after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;I was then tired of having people touching the lump and worried of the outcome. DR.Manu turns out to be a very friendly and professional looking man. He took it so lightly saying that this case is common and he sees it very often. He did countless operations like mine. Said that the lump is just at the surface and about the facial nerve thingy it is far from that and that the previous doctor mentioned it just as a precaution against legal lawsuits if anything happen. The lump is not malignant nor cancerous but they will still send it for biopsy to do further checkup. *Big sigh of relief* thank god!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Haha i cant really remember the medical terms for the possible case for the lump but i remember something to do with either the lymph nodes or the parotid glen which is actually the salivary glen? haha i dunno le but it is not serious and that's all that matter. My operation is schedule on Monday 4Th June 2007!! I'm just so nervous. First time going to the hospital and doing such surgery that needs GA...eek!! Pray that everything will be fine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Well on a much lighter note, I'm headed off to Lang Tengah in approximately one more hour hehe...driving there with family. I might have to help drive too coz it is for 6 hours!! Another birthday celebrated in another state or country! haha I cant seem to celebrate with friends on my birthday...Oh well at least I'm lucky to be somewhere on a holiday also to celebrate my birthday and this year it would be Lang Tengah!! Hope everything goes well and it would be enjoyable!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;So i did my duty and updated this blog!! Hehe!! well I'm off to Lang Tengah!! Till next time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-4665065852745107247?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4665065852745107247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4665065852745107247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4665065852745107247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4665065852745107247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/05/sighs-of-relief.html' title='~Sighs of relief~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4539415357512741934</id><published>2007-05-30T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:47:52.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hovering Vultures~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;That was what we were just to get three tickets to the movie "Pirates of the Carribean: At World's End". Actually this event happened sometime ago but i feel that it was worth jotting down such a silly yet memorable memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;It happened on the world released day which im not mistaken on a Thursday,24th May 2007.. We did not pre-buy any tickets nor made any reservation. Actually Eddie did but it was only for the two of us and in the last minute Nadeem wanted to join us therefore we decided to go to Midvalley to try our luck. By then Eddie was cranky from sleep...hehe so he waited at McD while me and Nadeem plot to get our tickets. hehe...Surprise of all surprises all tickets were sold out and the only seats left were the ones right at the front row and THAT too was selling fast. We had our eyes on the 7o'clock movie and there were two rows of seats on reserve. That means if we get there at 6.30 sharp and the reservation is open we get the tickets!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;So, i went in line first and then Nadeem let about 10 to 15 people between us before he too join the line. And the line...gosh it was like lining up for one of the rides in Genting! Crazily long. I waited and waited..handphone in my hand constantly checking the time...6.15!! Shit.. i was already reaching the counter... 6.20...I put on a puppy dog face and asked if they can release the tickets early..."It's just 10 more minutes...!" No was the answer i got. So i waited by the side and signaled Nadeem. 6.25pm he was somewhere in the front already but the clock at GSC was slow!! darn it!!! how how?? hahaha so kindly he let a few people in front of him and more and more...Till i signaled it was 6.30pm!!! We both went straight to the counter and got ourselves 3 tickets at the thrid row from the back!!! whoa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Haha i admit it was bad for hovering over those reserve tickets which people made for some time but tough luck. We waited in line...we followed the rules...hehe so what can be done?? The movie was so worth the wait and the trouble we went through!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Orlando!!! dear dear orlando!!! NooooooOOoo haha...movie spoiler coming up to those who have not watch...dun read further!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Why must he die and become immortal and the captain of the flying Dutchman?!! He will be alone!!! OOo can i accompany him??hehe!!! Hey actually it is a good thing...he cant see elizabeth swan!!! hehe only once in ten years!!! Did you see the ending where he kiss elizabeth's leg?!!! ARGH!!!! i swear i had goose bumps all over....*faints* hehe...looks like i am not over my little girly craze over Orlando Bloom!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Thumbs up to the movie though...I think it was very entertaining compared to Spiderman 3!!! That was disappointing. Though this pirates movie not that much action but heck i like all those piratey myths and legends... "Yo- ho Yo- Ho a pirate life for me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070039736569757410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RlxmRzda_uI/AAAAAAAAATI/mSi9OJwTYcQ/s320/jack+sparrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The best still "Captain Jack Sparrow"! All hail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070039736569757426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RlxmRzda_vI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hMSeqY3RWjA/s320/keira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A King is born? Elizabeth Swan from high society to a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070039740864724738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RlxmSDda_wI/AAAAAAAAATY/xk_g0-HkWz4/s320/pirates_banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;Will Turner *Sigh* gorgeous Will hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-4539415357512741934?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4539415357512741934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4539415357512741934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4539415357512741934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4539415357512741934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/05/hovering-vultures.html' title='~Hovering Vultures~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RlxmRzda_uI/AAAAAAAAATI/mSi9OJwTYcQ/s72-c/jack+sparrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-7325049443521054638</id><published>2007-04-05T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T02:56:06.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Girly shrills* I met Chester Bennington up close!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Gasps*Starstruck*Shrills*Blushing*Lost for words*Giggles* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well it all hit me like a sandstorm, not knowing I had all those girly emotions in me when Leon told me that Chester Bennington is coming to KL for an autograph session for the newly released album "Minutes To Midnight"!! Being the "Katak dibawah tempurung" and deprived of any means of communication from the outside world I had to find out about this info from Leon who took the effort to plan out everything!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After class we rushed there, getting caught in the jam (typical KL) and getting lost in KLCC, yes we got lost there...Hey I don't go there often ok! and finally locating Tower Records only to find it...suprise suprise jam packed with people like tuna fishes in a fishing net!!! I was dishearten thinking there is no way I can get into the shop, what more for a signature. We were actually confuse of the process only to find out that the entrance that we were waiting at for more then an hour was not the entrance to enter. We actually gave up and left the queue but then decided to go to the other entrance to just have another look for the last time only to find out that they were letting people in but in very small numbers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again we waited patiently and finally the guy let us in and we went straight to the counter, purchase the CD, got a giant poster and then proceeded to the first entrance where we had been waiting for so long, then it was smooth running to Chester but unfortunately it was one poster for one person and Leon let me go in for the autograph!!! Oh my gosh!!! I was so nervous and shaking with excitement!! Chester was signing the giant posters and giving hugs!!! A hug from Chester?!! *faint* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But....but...stupid Serena C had to put her foot down and told the gals in the crowd to stop asking for a hug from Chester for they had to keep the line moving so that everyone gets an autograph so when it came to my turn....argh!! I only got a handshake!! but wth!!! I was up close to Chester, exchanged a few words and got an autographed poster!! Gosh I came out so star struck and blushing!! Lol....Oh my freakin g**!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna personally thank you Leon, sooooooo much for doing this for me!!! It has been a great opportunity for me!! If it was not for you I would not have met Chester!!! And thanks for the early birthday present!!! I love it!!!!! Though i have to wait till 15 April to get the album!! ish!! haha!!! So sorry you were not able to meet Chester though.... Thanks so much!!!Muaks!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few pictures and videos to share----&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049646487060580706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RhPyuc6LiWI/AAAAAAAAATA/eJXlIFczV7U/s320/DSC00281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049641509193484610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RhPuMs6LiUI/AAAAAAAAASw/O2lRmT1Rwj8/s320/DSC00284.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049641513488451922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RhPuM86LiVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SE__4zWixnc/s320/DSC00288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2spZDrGZNg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlsKbQnl_g4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Happy happy day!!! *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-7325049443521054638?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/7325049443521054638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=7325049443521054638&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/7325049443521054638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/7325049443521054638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/04/girly-shrills-i-met-chester-bennington.html' title='*Girly shrills* I met Chester Bennington up close!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RhPyuc6LiWI/AAAAAAAAATA/eJXlIFczV7U/s72-c/DSC00281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-855564248077269839</id><published>2007-03-16T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T03:03:10.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Jack Of All Trades~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;From the movie which most people did not appreciate the beauty of, " Phantom of the Opera"; opera singer, mysterious, lonely, yet talented and charming, the Phantom, took the viewers breath away with deep intense eyes plus his dark side with a low deep voice to go with it. Fact file, do you know that the actor who played Phantom had no musical background and was only trained when he signed the contract for this particular movie?!! * Applause applause* Let me present to you The Phantom of the Opera!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042216883924956130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmNiobS8-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/q3ihrt0MajI/s320/untitled.bmp" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Well that was one of his later movies, he started acting in 1997 and one of his major appearance in Holloywood biz was starring opposite Angelina Jolie in Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life and also Tomorrow Never Dies. A trivia bit about this handsome hunk, while filming a movie in London, he was having a picnic with his mom when he heard a yell coming from a boy who was swimming in a river neaby. He automatically jump in and saved the boy earning himself a "Certificate of Bravery" from the Royal Humane Society!! An actor and a knight in shinning armour( real life)!! *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042222647771067378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="247" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmSyIbS8_I/AAAAAAAAASE/3gXJIEBxAI4/s320/butler.bmp" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;How about the great Spartan King Leonidas from 300?!! I am sure everyone has watched it!! *ahhhh!!!* The tough 8!! packs stomach and broad shoulders with tough tough arms not to mention the outfits...*yum* Anyhow from an opera singer to the guy who yells " This is SPARTA" or " Tonight we dine in hell!!", a guy who leads only 300 men with a burning undying hope and spirit!! Hehe you get the picture! I felt inspired to write about him. I personally felt he played his characters really well and there was a variety! Presenting the King of Sparta, King Leonidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042225383665234946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmVRYbS9AI/AAAAAAAAASM/ljmjJPBHggg/s320/300.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well I am sure by now you would know who this talented handsome hunk is...Well none other then Gerard Butler! Oh gosh even the name sounds good! My little girly craze is coming all back. Well farewell Orlando hello Gerard!! Hehe...Just look at the face and the eyes!! Oh well this entry is not entirely my crazy gushing for him but also to admire his capabilities and talents to try two entirely different characters! * Great applause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042227415184765970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmXHobS9BI/AAAAAAAAASU/RlfMP-tqDXg/s320/ejwoe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042227419479733282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmXH4bS9CI/AAAAAAAAASc/i9qwzuGgvIk/s320/tu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                  &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GERARD BUTLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-855564248077269839?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/855564248077269839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=855564248077269839&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/855564248077269839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/855564248077269839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/03/jack-of-all-trades.html' title='~Jack Of All Trades~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RfmNiobS8-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/q3ihrt0MajI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4585403205755950672</id><published>2007-03-16T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T01:57:16.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Back from the dead~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A thousand apologies to those who actually find the time to visit my blog. Thank you for doing so and so sorry for not updating my blog. I have been going through hell for the pass month with lots of assignments, projects and other things as well. Therefore I decided not to bore you readers with updates of my dull and sorrowful life. Besides, I have been hit by the writer's block bug again. Have not been having any inspirations to write and when i do, i am not in front of my computer therefore the thought leaves me. Ah joy joy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow I am back! hear ye hear ye i am back!! lol...No guarantees I will be updating my blog everyday but I WILL try my best..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&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/20496425-4585403205755950672?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4585403205755950672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4585403205755950672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4585403205755950672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4585403205755950672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-from-dead.html' title='~Back from the dead~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-6521257912738816616</id><published>2007-01-19T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:53:55.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Sneha would call it "MITTEN!!!!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok I admit I do not have the time to blog plus the internet at my house was cut therefore I decided to entertain people (for now) with cute video's I come across in Youtube!!! Just for fun....But I promise I will start writing entries as soon as my internship report is handed in! For now just enjoy the video's...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is something Sneha, my friend would call a mitten...She was extremely crazy over this video...lol...But isn't it cute?!! I just wanna put it in my palm and cuddle it!!! I WANT A PET!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmsV9R8FsDA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmsV9R8FsDA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-6521257912738816616?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6521257912738816616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=6521257912738816616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/6521257912738816616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/6521257912738816616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/as-sneha-would-call-it-mitten.html' title='As Sneha would call it &quot;MITTEN!!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-1214209222488441102</id><published>2007-01-18T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:33:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Protect Yourself~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;You know how there are so many safe sex advertisements around us trying to outdo each other to get to the thick heads of teenagers? Well do they actually make an impact or an impressions on you? Not really.... Some are so dull!!! Unprotected sex may lead to aids and to pregnancy then your not only ruining your life but the life of an innocent child also...LOL like we do not know already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;We teens nowadays are something like a new found breed of humans... You tell us something, we go and do the exact opposite!! Isn't that amazing? We are hard headed and stubborn and if you want to get to us THERE IS A WAY!! ( all hope is not loss). An example...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3iJTnDD1FU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/obejct&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Ok except for the gay part but hey who says that being gay is wrong now?!! Just that, this particular video is for them and not everyone... But they have the same meaning which is safe sex would prevent AIDS!!! Listen up kids!!! lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Just love how they did it...Funny, comical and yet educational...Listen to the song itself!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-1214209222488441102?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1214209222488441102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=1214209222488441102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1214209222488441102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1214209222488441102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/protect-yourself.html' title='~Protect Yourself~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-7796100942066590349</id><published>2007-01-10T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:33:33.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Now everybody go AwWwww ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I am sure everyone is familiar with the Cuppycake song sang by a young little girl? It was so adorable!!! Well i was just browsing and look what I stumble upon!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 444px; HEIGHT: 355px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/12Z6pWhM6TA" width="444" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't she cute?!! Celebrity in the making. So now everybody let's go awWWwwww!!! hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-7796100942066590349?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/7796100942066590349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=7796100942066590349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/7796100942066590349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/7796100942066590349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-sure-everyone-is-familiar-with.html' title='~Now everybody go AwWwww ~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-6319622106245749167</id><published>2007-01-09T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T14:23:54.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Something I took On~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Since I have left good ole Ipoh, and found myself in the hustle and bustle of KL where people (especially college students) sleep in during the afternoon and are up and about at night I found myself "chilling" quite often at Asia Club where there are tons of pool tables. I have never played pool before while I was in Ipoh, so it explains when I first held a cue stick, I was nervous, shy and awkward.... But thanks to a few patient friends, I've learn and got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool is all about skills, and I can't say that I have mastered them. I am nowhere near it actually. I play pool with my luck and my gut feeling!!! Yea gut feeling!!! Well sometimes I get very lucky and everything goes the way i want to and sometimes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 348px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDzjawnGuak" width="479" height="348" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Lol but that does not mean I suck at playing pool. I do get lucky very often. I might even pass off as knowing what i am doing...lol Nway I do know what I am doing. Cheh when I am on a streak, sometimes I pocket in all the balls and left the single 8 black ball on the table, I am this close to victory, I take my position, bend down and aim, slide my cue stick back slowly and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 357px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9aa9lq9dN9M" width="489" height="357" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Haha...an unlucky one... This often happen to me... But hey I do not suck at pool ok!!! Wanna try me?? Come la!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway just for laugh...Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-6319622106245749167?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6319622106245749167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=6319622106245749167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/6319622106245749167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/6319622106245749167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-i-took-on.html' title='~Something I took On~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-8639640703688067363</id><published>2007-01-08T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T14:57:52.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GO Internatinal Group Family Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;My first company's annual dinner, well since there are so few of us we prefer to call it our family reunion dinner!! We were all so busy for Christmass, then had the event for NYE therefore we only had time for our family dinner last Friday. A simple Chinese meal at "Paris"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017540787522110290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHiwx5KA1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/IjTN-Tqw-DA/s320/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our humble but proud Christmas Tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017540791817077602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHixB5KA2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/4MMHocd3Hz0/s320/P1010110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Chinese meal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017540796112044914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHixR5KA3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/BY7e9sN8EzA/s320/P1010115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and the scary huge pig trotters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017541625040733058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHjhh5KA4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/naIc6d2WL14/s320/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edwin and Nikki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017541629335700370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHjhx5KA5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/9F4cix2DiLg/s320/P1010117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaz and Caren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017541633630667682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHjiB5KA6I/AAAAAAAAAQU/owzo6Vn_IZI/s320/P1010118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Table filled with gifts!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Like every year and everywhere it has become like a tradition to have a secret santa where people would draw lots and buy a gift for the person whose name is on the paper you drew. You would then become the secret santa for that person. Aw...so sweet... so our company did that too...I was the secret santa for Caren and Julya was the secret santa for me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017542685897655218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHkfR5KA7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/-B8GNoqnCXM/s320/P1010111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My gifts from Nikki and Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Oh btw i forgot to take a pic of the present Julya gave me, its the pink wrapper that looks like a scroll. I got a bracelet and matching earrings from her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017542690192622530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHkfh5KA8I/AAAAAAAAAQk/rUh7ToG1uHo/s320/P1010120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nikki got two mini measuring tape from Edwin for her crazy interest in measuring things...and no not THAT kinda things.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017542694487589842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHkfx5KA9I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Zpts3HDrmMA/s320/P1010121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Jasmine took the other measuring tape which only can go 8 inches the longest and was amused by it. Now they are talking about THAT thing!!! Lol...During dinner i know!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017544129006666722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHlzR5KA-I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Ujk7cXsD43Y/s320/P1010122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nikki also got a red thong from Edwin which was nicely folded in the petals of a rose. Looks really nice coz at first sight it looks like a rose only and then to find out that a naughty thong is hiding in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017544133301634034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHlzh5KA_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7lhUSzNYqc4/s320/P1010123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone was very amused by it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017544137596601346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHlzx5KBAI/AAAAAAAAARE/34Ss5JQYwj4/s320/P1010124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family pic!! From top: Edwin, me, Caren Sitting: Nikki, Jasmine and Julya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My family during my two months of internship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-8639640703688067363?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/8639640703688067363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=8639640703688067363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/8639640703688067363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/8639640703688067363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-internatinal-group-family-dinner.html' title='The GO Internatinal Group Family Dinner'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHiwx5KA1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/IjTN-Tqw-DA/s72-c/P1010109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-2554833835079474227</id><published>2007-01-05T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:57:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Farewell to 2006~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Well I have nothing to say about the New Year's Eve celebration so I will let the pictures say for themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016418967834198498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3meR5KAeI/AAAAAAAAALY/4V_P9vjLgpk/s320/P1010118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;Presenting Neo-Classicism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016428640100549106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3vRR5KAfI/AAAAAAAAALg/4AV9QwqdNJ4/s320/P1010133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modern Indian dance with a touch of Hip-Hop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016428644395516418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3vRh5KAgI/AAAAAAAAALo/8-GP28qDtr8/s320/P1010142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Meet the amazing Freda!! He or She?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016430267893154322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3wwB5KAhI/AAAAAAAAALw/5EBh5StulhQ/s320/P1010144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter and Markisa the old timers! Great people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016430272188121634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3wwR5KAiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ki7RA5t2jjM/s320/P1010146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy Mondo Divas posing at the glass windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016431526318572082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3x5R5KAjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qNtXB91VxiE/s320/P1010152.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy Diva Charles?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016433081096733250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3zTx5KAkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/1tnRj0GfH1E/s320/P1010156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charles and his gal/guy? Isn't she hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016433085391700562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3zUB5KAlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/l5MVCXuPZII/s320/P1010160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The crazy crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017521855306269282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHRix5KAmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/wYcJW8_J2HE/s320/P1010143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Among the people present! Thanks for coming guys!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017521859601236594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHRjB5KAnI/AAAAAAAAANA/Dvh0mJ812u8/s320/P1010164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi, Kum Yeen, Eli all the way from Ipoh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017523560408285826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHTGB5KAoI/AAAAAAAAANI/_q20R0O5RFI/s320/P1010167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the ones in blue and green! They are hot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am ashame as a gal =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017523564703253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHTGR5KApI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ExN_g_Jw5Mg/s320/P1010171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jigle Jigle Carnaval Style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017523573293187746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHTGx5KAqI/AAAAAAAAANY/5yven0P1vcI/s320/P1010182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ta-Da..They look so colorful!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017524982042460850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHUYx5KArI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z_EnO-dzbns/s320/P1010187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The emcee's for the night Jaz and Freda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017524982042460866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHUYx5KAsI/AAAAAAAAANo/sHAhng61z24/s320/P1010195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gimme a kiss!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017524986337428178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHUZB5KAtI/AAAAAAAAANw/fbrpCLJNoMQ/s320/P1010209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shake it Eli!!! So sporting of her!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017526566885393122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHV1B5KAuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0x45Ijy2zvA/s320/P1010213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Round 2 of Sexy Divas!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017526571180360434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHV1R5KAvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2dbPtdBkxqE/s320/P1010223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the crowd!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017526575475327746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHV1h5KAwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/8saqI3dtFjY/s320/P1010225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017530702938899218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHZlx5KAxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1_9U-7_iwD0/s320/P1010227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A shy Caren, me and Julya my colleagues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017530707233866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHZmB5KAyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lnNLmLKxaU0/s320/P1010232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found my dance partner!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017530711528833842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHZmR5KAzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/T5yV7wcqj1I/s320/P1010237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Friends Forever~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531540457521986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RaHaWh5KA0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/oy8vG7WfeLI/s320/P1010239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Attention!! Diva spotted! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;That's about what sums up my New Year! Had a great time!! Colourful 2007!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-2554833835079474227?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2554833835079474227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=2554833835079474227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2554833835079474227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2554833835079474227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/farewell-to-2006.html' title='~ Farewell to 2006~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZ3meR5KAeI/AAAAAAAAALY/4V_P9vjLgpk/s72-c/P1010118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4296709051257826707</id><published>2007-01-04T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T12:06:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Back in the office~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The morning after New Year's, woke up with a bad sore throat, head pounding, body aching, eyes dazed.... Walked around the apartment with a dreading feeling that I will get a fever soon! A ha!! True to my thoughts it came!!! Was sick the whole of Monday and Tuesday....Basically spent my New Year's day in bed sleeping... and feeling sick to the max!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;A million thanks to B for taking care of me....I could barely move what more take care of myself...Felt so weak that i had to take an mc for wednesday...Rested well but when it came to Wednesday night, I COULDN'T sleep!!! Only slept at 7 then i had to get up to go to work!!!! Darn tired now while typing away to get my mind working.... Body feels like it weights 10,000 kilos... and my eyes would not open if it is not forced to... So so tired! COmpany's dinner tomorrow and we have this secret santa thing which reminds me I have not gotten the present for the dinner!! darn it!! I need sleept!!! Might just take a nappa while noone is here!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;p/s: SHIT!!!! I lost my radio on NYE!!!! Someone nicked it.!! Gimme back!!! it was a good radio!!! Sniff sniff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-4296709051257826707?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4296709051257826707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4296709051257826707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4296709051257826707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4296709051257826707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-in-office.html' title='~Back in the office~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4568572079225291290</id><published>2006-12-31T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:53:49.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hustle and Bustle of NYE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;i{content: normal !important}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Been so busy lately firstly for Christmas then now the coming New Year!!! It is 3.40am now on NYE and I am so darn tired...Well bare with me as i rant my week's activities...Everyday planning and organizing my event! Worrying about publicity and ticket sales!! Going out to hand out flyers and all then Friday was my friend Sabrina's birthday so after work, rushed there and then had dinner chill for awhile then it is home. At home did laundry wait for leon to finish his rehearsal then off to bed at about 4am. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sat morning, 10am woke up and went to Nadeem's place for dance practise which lasted till 6pm then went home took a shower and off to John's house for his Christmas+ NYE dinner! I tell you the food there was GREAT!!! DEEELICIOUS!!! John's dad was a chef!!! well that explains all...Came back about 1.30am, bath then swept and mop the whole living room and my room, did the dishes and throw out the rubbish. Why the sudden burst of "rajiness" you might ask? Well my friends from Ipoh are coming down to visit so must keep the house presentable la! haha...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;AND NOW i am blogging how nice!!! Tmrw I have to wake up at 9am travel to KL to decorate and help out around the place for the NYE bash we are having!!! Then more publicity, then sound check and stage preparation with performers, i am in charge and also performing!!! How nice!! haha...then the IndieGo Bash then.....New Year's Eve party!!! Mondo Carnaval!!! yay!!! Gosh i am gonna be so dead tired!!! help!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I just realised it is getting so near to year 2007 and i have not made my new year's resolutions....2007 will be a good year...besides it has my favourite number at the end! Well here goes:-&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The usual, to do way better for exams since it is the final semester!!! Must keep up my CGPA&lt;br/&gt;2. To quit .............. ( those of you should know)&lt;br/&gt;3. To buy a corset top. Preferbly the one from GUESS that i had my eyes on! hehe&lt;br/&gt;4. To be more indepandent and self reliant&lt;br/&gt;5. To read the newspapers everday! ( yes i am in mass comm and i dun read the newspapers everyday so sue me )&lt;br/&gt;6. To meet more people way more &lt;br/&gt;7. To appreciate each day as it comes and live it to the fullest&lt;br/&gt;8. Be spontaneous and do something which i do not plan out firsthand&lt;br/&gt;9. Go on a trip with my friends and have a blast!!&lt;br/&gt;10. I WANNA SHOP!!!! Been long since i last shop!!&lt;br/&gt;11. Update my blog as often as possible and try to make it not so dull so i wont kill my readers just through my blog&lt;br/&gt;12. Get Edwin to draw a carricature of me!!! He owes me&lt;br/&gt;13. Do more spontaneous things with B!&lt;br/&gt;14. Work!! So i can get the money to shop&lt;br/&gt;15. Get enough of sleep!! haha like that will happen&lt;br/&gt;16. Love me mummy and me daddy and me sister too!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gosh better sleep now!! It is sooo late and i already have a long day ahead of me tmrw!&lt;br/&gt;Will update my list if I find the time too and might take some off the list. Does not make sense..lol...&lt;br/&gt;p/s: Cross your fingers that my event will go well!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007 EVERYBODY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20496425-4568572079225291290?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4568572079225291290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4568572079225291290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4568572079225291290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4568572079225291290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/hustle-and-bustle-of-nye.html' title='Hustle and Bustle of NYE!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-5104879637340632697</id><published>2006-12-26T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:02:05.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Christmas Came n Went~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012668670809804082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCTmQxZDTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f1HRe3UjczQ/s320/P1010007.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Well in a snape of a finger we are looking at the end of year 2006!! Can you believe it? As i remembered I was on the highway thinking whoa it is already February of year 2006 and suddenly 'wham' its Christmas!!! Well I was really looking forward to Christmas, not so much for the gifts and all but to go home to Ipoh for a break!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;I had an early Christmas present!! Haha if you would call it a present!! I went to see my worst nightmare! THE DENTIST!! If you had been around me, you would notice that I have been complaining about my wisdom tooth for quite some time now. Well it has been like more then 3 months now...haha yes i drag it that long and finally gathered up my guts and went! Got three injections, whole mouth was numb and had big huge tools inserted to my mouth! Would spare you the gory details, basically my gum now is all stitched up but thank god there is NO pain!! Happy happy me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;So back in Ipoh i am!! (lol i sound like Yoda now). Basically it is sleep sleep, tv, going out and eating!! haha!! Met up with my high school mates! Gosh I missed them dearly!! Christmas Eve was the busiest for me. The night before I went for a sleepover at my friend's house, no it is not the finger painting, hair braiding, kind of sleepover, more like chit chatting catching up on old times, watching movies then sleeping. Slept at 6am!! then woke up at 11am went back home and more sleeping! Got up at 2pm got ready and met up with my friends at &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;CopaBanana&lt;/span&gt; for tea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012685030340234562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCiegxZDUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/3gw8nsNH-HA/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanji( currently in Perth, Aust) and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012685034635201874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCiewxZDVI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VN0LAzXk5bk/s320/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Dana (currently in Universiti Malaya) and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012685034635201890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCiewxZDWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0itbguraRhs/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yan Hua (just finished Form6) and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012685034635201906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCiewxZDXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yhfS0wVK144/s320/DSC00599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Dana with her stupid face, Eli, Zhi and I..Groupies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012687186413817218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCkcAxZDYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cqj9MSDyY10/s320/Image(193).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group Pic!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Then it was off to Priscilla's open house dinner in the evening!! There was buffet dinner plus BBQ lamb and chicken!! YUmz!! With mint sauce and mushroom sauce mind you!! hehe...and for desert we had cheese cake and a kind of yogurt fruit desert! It was deeelicious!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012687190708784530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCkcQxZDZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EfPwU06VJvY/s320/Image(195).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Kum Yeen and Priscilla joined the group later on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Then it was off to church for me and Eli, but surprisingly Zhi, Yan Hua, Kum Yeen and Bala got excited and wanted to join us for the carols and mass!! Hehe so they followed us back home as me and Eli got ready, changed into our Christmas clothes and rushed off to Church to get good parking and also seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012689101969231266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCmLgxZDaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Hnfi5T_em7E/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;The altar and the church was beautifully decorated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012689101969231282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCmLgxZDbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/06OCyn_BmDg/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The stable where baby Jesus was born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Mass went on as usual with carol singing and the normal service. My spirits were lifted with the carols! I love carols! especially the old ones!! Then after mass it was going to the back of church and greeting everyone MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012690609502752194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCnjQxZDcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Zq7-fWpo8SI/s320/DSC00606.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kum Yeen and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012690609502752210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCnjQxZDdI/AAAAAAAAAKc/m2Sxzx90lGk/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jennifer and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012690609502752226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCnjQxZDeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EEUpavwtyB4/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;After all that, went home and PRESENTS!!! Got a cute tank top from my sis, external speakers from my dad and $$ from mom...hehe she cant make up her mind what to buy!! Oh well better that way then i can get my own things!!! SHOPPING!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;So in short Christmas this year was great! Was a little disappointed coz din have the western kind of dinner where u have turkey with stuffings, shephard's pie, quiche and lots more of mouth watering dishes!! Sniff sniff..but then again since when I do? haha... oh well!! I am gonna have a white christmas one day with all the food!!! hmph!!! That I will!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Nway MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY BOXING DAY!!!( can't believe i am working today) New Year coming soon!!! COME TO MY EVENT!! YOU WILL HAVE A BLAST!!! Another thing to look forward too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-5104879637340632697?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5104879637340632697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=5104879637340632697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5104879637340632697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5104879637340632697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-came-n-went.html' title='~Christmas Came n Went~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RZCTmQxZDTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f1HRe3UjczQ/s72-c/P1010007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-312316751840841297</id><published>2006-12-23T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T19:51:10.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IndieGo Bash &amp; Mondo Carnaval New Year's Eve Paaarty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RY0WXwxZDSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QbMbePhRBdM/s1600-h/mondo-carnavale.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011686557818096930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="360" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RY0WXwxZDSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QbMbePhRBdM/s320/mondo-carnavale.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plans for New Year's Eve? Sick of waiting in line to go to crowded clubs and paying high prizes for cover charge and extra for drinks? Well Mondo Carnaval is where you should be. GO International Group is organizing a collaboration of two parties for New Year's Eve. The details are as follow :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue&lt;/strong&gt;     : Picollo Galleria, Bukit Bintang ( it is between Lot 10 and Starhill Gallery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date&lt;/strong&gt;        : 31st December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;       : IndieGo Bash 5pm-9pm&lt;br /&gt;                    Mondo Carnaval 10pm-3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tic Sales&lt;/strong&gt;: IndieGo Bash (only) RM18+ 1 drink- pre-sale&lt;br /&gt;                                            RM 25 + 1 drink - at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Mondo Carnaval and IndieGo RM50+2 drinks - pre-sale&lt;br /&gt;                                                        RM65+2 drinks - at the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is IndieGo all about, you might ask, well IndieGo is part of doppelganger (for more information check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.doppelgangerkl.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;www.doppelgangerkl.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;). We support independant artists, such as singers songwriters, bands, poets, cartoonist, dancers and so on. There is actually a venue provided for people to come share their talents. It is called the Indie Scene Cafe which is also at Picollo Galleria. every Fridays, we have &lt;strong&gt;open mike sessions&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyhow I hope you get the idea of what we do! And now this is what IndieGo is all about. We are looking for &lt;strong&gt;fresh new talents&lt;/strong&gt; and encouraging them to &lt;strong&gt;persue their dreams&lt;/strong&gt;. Therefore, for the new year's eve event we are looking for more performers but this is on a &lt;strong&gt;first come first serve basis .&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;There are very few slots left so get back to me soon&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Many incentives for the performers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;And if you are not a performer..That is fine!! Come join us and have a great time during new year's eve! Bring your friends along and together we all have a great time. Where else do you get tickets for such &lt;strong&gt;cheap prizes&lt;/strong&gt; during new year's eve? This is ultimately for college kids and young adults so spread the word and come join the fun! We have live performances by, Greenpaver, Honey and Clover, Abstrak hingga ke Bulan, Kuah Jenhan and many many more, DJ Fresh at the table giving you non-stop of great music to keep your booties shakin and head bobbing and speacial apprearance by the Sexy Mondo Divas! Not forgetting great goodie bags and lucky draw session where great prizes are awaiting! So what are you waiting for? Grab your friends and come to the New Year's Eve Countdown Party!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;For further enquiries or tic sales plz contact me, &lt;strong&gt;Amanda at:- 012-5301215&lt;/strong&gt; or e-mail me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda.ccl@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Do come and have a great time!!! Lets all welcome year 2007!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-312316751840841297?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/312316751840841297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=312316751840841297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/312316751840841297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/312316751840841297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/indiego-bash-mondo-carnaval-new-years.html' title='IndieGo Bash &amp; Mondo Carnaval New Year&apos;s Eve Paaarty!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RY0WXwxZDSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QbMbePhRBdM/s72-c/mondo-carnavale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-2778427360078725896</id><published>2006-12-20T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:15:14.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Laughter Da Best Medicine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Well everyone knows laughter is contagious!! And it helps cheer people up although it might be just for a short while so therefore i wanna contribute something to brighten up somebody's day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Something to cheer you guys up after a long tiring day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZLNMz7Dprc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZLNMz7Dprc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;SMILE!! OR CHEER UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~CHEERS~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-2778427360078725896?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2778427360078725896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=2778427360078725896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2778427360078725896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/2778427360078725896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/laughter-da-best-medicine.html' title='~Laughter Da Best Medicine~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-803991347582832304</id><published>2006-12-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:18:19.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Me Gosh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Attention readers!!! I am officially computer illiterate!!! It took me 3 hours plus plus to finish composing my latest post!! 3 FREAKIN HOURS!! And then when i am finally satisfied and ready to click publish, "click" , red banner ' failure to load, ending HTML does not fit the starting HTML' WTF?!!!! ARGH!!!! Another 20 mins correcting it...gave up asked for help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;B help me!!!!! haha....took him like 5 mins to find the prob solved it and published the post for me....As he would always say "SWT!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Oh well good news people!!! I might use to be computer illiterate but i am learning and now i know quite a few things already!!! Hoooraaaay!!!! Thanks B!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-803991347582832304?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/803991347582832304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=803991347582832304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/803991347582832304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/803991347582832304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-me-gosh.html' title='Oh Me Gosh!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-1079514872998848307</id><published>2006-12-19T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:09:35.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Clad in White~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;The members and organizing comittee of Panasonic organized an annual dinner on the 17th of Dec which was last Saturday. We were lucky enough to be hired to perform. It was a time for the old comitee members to step down and the new ones to be elected. Grandly, the party was held at Tropicana Golf and Country Club and I was blown out of my seat looking at the houses there!!! They were HUGE and GORGEOUS!! Located privately in the golf club itself...tsk tsk... I WANT A HOUSE THERE TOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Nway back to the story, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010088413372156882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdo3gxZC9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1-Di6H6gsmo/s320/P1010106.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The new comittee members ( Realise the costumes?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010092321792396258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdsbAxZC-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/8wM8OAHiAxE/s320/P1010008.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Looking out at my great frontyard from my balcony! NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010093391239252978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdtZQxZC_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NhYRpxA807Y/s320/P1010018.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Check out the ballroom! I WANT THE BALLOONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010094129973627906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYduEQxZDAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fMq0Lludw-A/s320/P1010003.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;One of the "weird" names for the tables! "&lt;em&gt;yes maam your seated at white pussy!"&lt;/em&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010095465708456978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdvSAxZDBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Erm8M8weprE/s320/P1010029.JPG" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The two long grand stairway accompanied by white balloons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;After like what seems ages since I last danced, we had to start practise again. This time I am all out of shape and lost whatever stamina i have left in me. But the ever active and strong headed Nadeem kept us on our feet and kept pushing us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 504px; HEIGHT: 305px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qXMFXOG2IY" width="504" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And on the day itself, it was more practising for us! Without air cond!!!!!! Our shirts were drenched inside out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010099992603986978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdzZgxZDCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yls2kI88o1A/s320/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Practise practise practise...ok start again...1,2,3 GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010101147950189618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd0cwxZDDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Aj86q0TwT4E/s320/P1010033.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Makeup Makeup quick girls!!! erm and boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010102681253514306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd12AxZDEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ishPig_wbKc/s320/P1010032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;First performance, as the welcoming party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010103686275861586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd2wgxZDFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yL4zYL8Pmxw/s320/P1010039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dinner while waiting for our next performance which was like 4 hours away!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010104218851806306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd3PgxZDGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wAr5UECqIDw/s320/P1010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me and my B!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010106087162580082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd48QxZDHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/0gSgwb0OXHg/s320/P1010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Group Pic : Ayna,me, Nadeem,Jess, Junie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010106091457547394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd48gxZDII/AAAAAAAAAGw/hVqucBi9JxU/s320/P1010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Our Indian post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010107736430021778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd6cQxZDJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VnCNTKo73ho/s320/P1010079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Second performance, Nache Bahlye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010107745019956386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd6cwxZDKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wryse9Nh-6I/s320/P1010086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Position people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010109003445374130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd7mAxZDLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WB4_UbkjgmQ/s320/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Third song: Fushion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010109007740341442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd7mQxZDMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/eynWzoKvPx8/s320/P1010124.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Maahi ve Maahi ve! That's the way!!! Mahewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010110317705366738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd8ygxZDNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xjXk-_Q3rcs/s320/P1010112.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dancing with the comittee members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010110330590268642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd8zQxZDOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/SaeHFPib_bY/s320/P1010131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Backstage after all the performances!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010111739339541746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd-FQxZDPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bcz55NsLuB4/s320/P1010138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ayna being her crazy perky self again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010111752224443650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYd-GAxZDQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/tK2BMv--rXc/s320/P1010149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ah the picture says it all.... We were waiting to say goodbye to Ayna's mom when an 'uncle' came and pulled me to the dance floor. Without me realizing, i was surrounded by 'uncles' already!!! After a little of swaying and shaking i went back to my group but the 'uncle' followed me and again pulled me to the dance floor!!! Haha...I found out that he was one of the bosses of Panasonic... Hey maybe if i flirted back a little bit i might get a plasma tv for free or something! Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nway wait for the video of the performance to be uploaded!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;~Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-1079514872998848307?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1079514872998848307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=1079514872998848307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1079514872998848307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/1079514872998848307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/clad-in-white.html' title='~Clad in White~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RYdo3gxZC9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1-Di6H6gsmo/s72-c/P1010106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-668519214900009894</id><published>2006-12-08T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:05:28.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Monthly Trip to Penang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Last week yet again my family planned a trip to Penang, but this time our motives were slightly different from the typical relaxing and eating none stop! This time we wanted to visit the famous St. Anne Church, correction the new St.Anne Church. It was shifted from the old site to a way way bigger plot! No wonder when it comes to the St. Anne feast thousands and thousands of people turned up! Was wondering how the church accommodates so many people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006005799756223650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjnwH4D1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0H0xnGtFftQ/s320/DSC00660.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new St.Anne Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006006117583803570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjoCn4D1LI/AAAAAAAAABE/BfwENkQ8JL4/s320/DSC00668.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Check out the bell tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;St.Anne the mother of Mother Mary, Jesus’ mother for those who do not know, was a very forgiving lady and prays for many. It is said that many miracles and prayers were answered and she is ever forgiving. Since we missed the St. Anne's feast this year, we decided to pay St. Anne a visit and to offer out our prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006009063931368642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjquH4D1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/2RFnXbIYGcM/s320/DSC00679.JPG" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind and ever-forgiving St. Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to hike up a small hill ( the church has a hill!! Shows how BIG the plot is!) to the shrine of St.Anne, mom and dad decided not too hehe not fit! So my sis and I went all the way up to our destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006010090428552402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjrp34D1NI/AAAAAAAAABU/7np9zKRqHB8/s320/DSC00664.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;St. Anne's shrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006010519925282018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="310" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjsC34D1OI/AAAAAAAAABc/ebR86qxIKCI/s320/DSC00663.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jesus on the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Well if you know me well you would know how fascinated I am with old building or even the architecture based on the olden days. I love it! I even love cathedrals and this is one of the closest you can get here in Malaysia. Let me give you a tour!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006011447638217970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjs434D1PI/AAAAAAAAABk/fZ6rDB2d5rw/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Up the steps to the old church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006011602257040642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtB34D1QI/AAAAAAAAABs/QdwG6P65h_E/s320/DSC00662.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The altar and candles of prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006011821300372754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtOn4D1RI/AAAAAAAAAB0/F3OfNwbszMk/s320/DSC00665.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Check out the old brick walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006012315221611810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtrX4D1SI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AZhVoEF9_lg/s320/DSC00667.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;One of the grand entrance to the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006012315221611826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtrX4D1TI/AAAAAAAAACE/BODMmWVnOjc/s320/DSC00671.JPG" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Among the tiled paintings at the entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006012319516579138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtrn4D1UI/AAAAAAAAACM/UxaCwz3-mGA/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Even the holy water container is so intricate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006012319516579154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjtrn4D1VI/AAAAAAAAACU/XwQIJiaTPgg/s320/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Look how grand the place is!! So peaceful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006013504927552866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjuwn4D1WI/AAAAAAAAACc/H9Kc_1aoTmg/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And even the rooftop!! The design!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006013504927552882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjuwn4D1XI/AAAAAAAAACk/i31QPBBcWtQ/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Where do you get designs like this...castles??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006013509222520194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjuw34D1YI/AAAAAAAAACs/EPhy_c4l-zU/s320/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Among the many beautiful statues donated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006013509222520210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjuw34D1ZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_mNTENz-IhI/s320/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A clearer view of the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Then after walking around the whole afternoon, we checked in to our hotels, rested, went to the gym ( hehe yea i went to the gym), did some swimming, went to the sauna and jaccuzzi then with an empty growling stomach we went to a nyonya restaurant called 'Hot Wok'. This place is so vintage!! The deco, the settings, the ambience...I fell in love with the place!! And the food was deeeellllicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006015867159565730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjw6H4D1aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/shPUS5tceso/s320/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006980280591046066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXxeCX4D1bI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3sr0YOFqHtU/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hot Wok Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006980280591046082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXxeCX4D1cI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/J-e_AFpIV4Y/s320/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A mode of transportation that is almost 'extinct'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006980280591046098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXxeCX4D1dI/AAAAAAAAAEY/yKfERXB0hQc/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everybody 'makan!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006984201896187362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXxhmn4D1eI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RLK4NMSBT88/s320/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Old antiques filled the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006984201896187378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXxhmn4D1fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LjD1Ci8VPc4/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A full and contented bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Well that was my trip to Penang... For the like gazillionenth ( is that how you spell that?) time. lol...I'm out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-668519214900009894?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/668519214900009894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=668519214900009894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/668519214900009894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/668519214900009894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/monthly-trip-to-penang.html' title='A Monthly Trip to Penang'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXjnwH4D1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0H0xnGtFftQ/s72-c/DSC00660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-4468536888171476509</id><published>2006-12-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:01:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first Interview Meeting!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXWlRauYipI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eNhNmpVlBsQ/s1600-h/hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woke up today thinking it is going to be just another day at work, dragged my butt of bed, showered and went to the office. Did some work for an hour or so and then *shocker* my colleague asked me to join her for an interview meeting between The Star and DisTech at Trader Hotel!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXWlRauYipI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eNhNmpVlBsQ/s320/hotel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005088279542401682" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is really new and just established in the month of July 2006! Situated in the heart of KL and overlooking the KLCC Park. It seems they had no problem in manpower for when we reached, there were a few hotel workers greeting us at the door and no I do not mean the doorman, they were just standing around greeting you and welcoming you. Even guided us to the lift and took us to our destination. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We met up with the DisTech’s CEO and went to a very grand restaurant and to the lounge. Unfortunately my phone’s software went “kaput” so I cant take any pictures of the place. I felt really grand going to the lounge and actually sitting around having a business meeting. Drinks were ordered and FYI it was on the CEO’s tab!! Hehe… I was so excited, this is as close as I can get working with business professionals for the first time! Things were discussed as I listened intently, contact cards were exchange and I had a kickstart collecting my contacts of my own!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a great experience and I hope there will be more to come! This is way better then sitting around the office, facing the computer screen drying up my eyes, typing away!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;style&gt;i{content: normal !important}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-4468536888171476509?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4468536888171476509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=4468536888171476509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4468536888171476509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/4468536888171476509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-very-first-interview-meeting.html' title='My very first Interview Meeting!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXWlRauYipI/AAAAAAAAAAw/eNhNmpVlBsQ/s72-c/hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-5644130362235010621</id><published>2006-12-05T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:39:11.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chatter" wanted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004907259555777106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXUAoquYilI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kDE1YzvTXiY/s320/flyer+for+blogging.bmp" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out this flyer I got when I was having dinner at Asia Café about a week ago! I can’t believe they are handing these kind of flyer in public. Call me “ulu” but I was not aware of such things!! Especially it being publicized like this! What the hell!! A station that provides live chats and live view for old perverts or people who have nothing to do with their lives! Even for those who sign up for this ‘job’, don’t you have anything better to do or another way to earn money? The proper way? Chat as long as you can!! Haha… ‘No hanky panky for sure’? Define hanky panky!! Lol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Correct me if I am wrong but by looking at the profile for ‘chatter’, got webcam, GOOD LOOKING?!!! If it ain’t for the perverts then what?!!, company for a lonely soul?? I mean if this is like one of those websites where you offer help to troubled people is fine! Sign me up for it, I do not mind lending an ear or helping out if it was to help people in need of someone to talk to, for example the ‘Be Frienders’ but this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not judging or anything, I am just really curious about this flyer. Minimum income of 3K?? Just by chatting? A little too easy isn’t it? Who can’t chat nowadays? Especially through the internet!! While doing my internship, sometimes we are really free, plus we have the internet connection, so what’s stopping all of us from trying this out? Haha unless the fact that you’re a guy and they clearly state CHINESE GIRL age 18-35. I mean extra income, if this were something to help people. But to entertain old perverts or useless fools seems a waste of time and integrity! Do people really sign up for this?!! How does it really work? Tell me…I am curious!! Of course not to sign up but to see how it all works.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;P/S: So sorry if the words on the flyer cant be read. Can't seem to enlarge the picture without making it look pixelized! But i can assure you everything is mentioned in my post! The interesting ones...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-5644130362235010621?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5644130362235010621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=5644130362235010621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5644130362235010621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/5644130362235010621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/12/chatter-wanted.html' title='&quot;Chatter&quot; wanted!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RHzkt_8Xf3M/RXUAoquYilI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kDE1YzvTXiY/s72-c/flyer+for+blogging.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116487838244527552</id><published>2006-11-30T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:25:14.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unethical, blood sucking leeches!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6116/2054/320/139382/cab.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't live with them, you can't live without them!! They know that and they are taking it to their advantage!!! Parking their cabs in one straight line making you happy thinking it's so easy to get public transportation. They even have a system on who takes the next customer all written out on the whiteboard!! Looks proper and decent eh?? Well they may be, to their fellow cab drivers but not to us! the innocent, poor passengers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently a victim of this scam!! I was forced to use cabs as my mode of transportation to work.(yes i was dumb enough to choose Damansara Kim as my internship placement). If it is not cabs then it would be KTM to KL Central then the LRT to Kelana Jaya then the 21A bus to Taman Tun then a "short" walking distance to my office! Joy. Therefore I decided to take the cab to work and this would be my second week doing so already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience, not being from KL and being innocent and ignorant i told the cab driver i wanted to go to Damansara Kim and the fella told me Rm 15 ( oh btw I am coming from Mentari Court in Sunway) so fine i took the cab. It turned out that fella does not know the directions!!! He called a dozen friends of his and even asked me for directions! Aren't you the cab driver?!! So finally I thought the place looks familiar and accidentally took him to the wrong place and for this after finally fetching me to my destination he told me for my mistake he is charging RM 20!! So fine i paid and went to my first day of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following reasons that cab drivers give:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No! no meter.&lt;/strong&gt; This area all no meter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tak de takkan dapat taxi meter punya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( dun have, wont get taxi's with meters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i go there, that area wont have passengers, so when i come back no passengers so another RM 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergi dan balik untuk saya. RM20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( To and fro for me RM20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ( if there are other passengers there) upon reaching destination, extra charge of RM2, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM0.50 mesti tambah untuk setiap orang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ( extra 50 sens for each passengers!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;**8$%$#^&amp;**&lt;/strong&gt; *slams door and drives off* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Takes me around the world, pass a few tolls, asks me to pay for all of them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. With the mention of the word meter, ignored me, continues reading newspapers and ask the other taxi drivers to not fetch me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are cab drivers now the "kings" of the roads?!! What's a meter for? A shiny device made to suck money from the government to decorate their cars?! What is the government doing to prevent these acts? Where is their attention focused at? Helping the Mat rempits?!! Adopting them?!!( refer to kennysia.com on detailed info on the article) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all the experience, I became smarter and insisted only on using the meter. This does not mean that I do not receive the same harsh comments but i do get some honest and honorable cab drivers. Kudos to them. When i got in they immediately pressed start and when i reached my destination what's stated on the meter would be the amount they charge me and it would only be RM9.40 to RM9.80!! Oh my fre**kin Gosh!! And the first time was RM20!! Cab drivers!! Extra chargeed plus attitude what a nice way to begin a morning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all cab drivers who do not use meters will suffer in their business and only till they use meters will their business prosper! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;With love from me!! =)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116487838244527552?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116487838244527552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116487838244527552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116487838244527552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116487838244527552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/11/unethical-blood-sucking-leeches.html' title='Unethical, blood sucking leeches!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116463132372602410</id><published>2006-11-27T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:15:27.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Scene Cafe @ Picolo Galleria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well this is the other place i would be working closely at besides my office at Damansara Kim. This is part of my company's project. A GO community project and it is really interesting. To all artist out there no matter whether you are a singer, songwriter, dancer, comedian, artist or poet listen up because you are warmly welcome to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6116/2054/320/42723/IMG_3057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6116/2054/320/692169/IMG_3056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the details:- Indie Scene Cafe is located at Picolo Galleria at Bukit Bintang, it is just opposite Picolo Mondo restaurant if you know where that is. This place is a good opportunity for people who make their own stuff and want to try to find a market without paying for rent! To whoever who has t-shirts, hand made music albums, paintings, drawings,CDs, books, photocopied zines,films anything you local artist would like to showcase. All you have to do is to present yourself and the stuff to the store from Saturday onwards. Flyers of upcoming gigs/showings etc are welcome too! NGOs also welcome to come display flyers etc. Every Friday, Saturday and Sunday there will be workshops in the afternoons starting at 4pm. We'll also be conducting workshops every Saturday and Sunday afternoons at 4pm. We're planning a series of mini 45-min workshops on publicity, illustration, songwriting, marketing, painting, creative writing, organising gigs, public speaking etc etc. We'll also be inviting singer songwriters to come play during our daily open mic segment from 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6116/2054/320/359723/IMG_3059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6116/2054/320/906629/IMG_3060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open mike sessions are not only for singers and band players but also for performers and whatever talents you have and want to share it with us!! Besides that, when you get hungry, fear not! Our cafe will be serving pies, coffee, beers, homemade herbal drink and other snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food can be ordered from Picolo Mondo too if you want!! Sounds interesting?!!! It is a win win situation, we get the publicity for our cafe and you get to present your stuffs for free. You would also be able to share ideas and thoughts with other artist and gain publicity and reputation for yourself too. It is also a place to sell your albums, books, or things for rental free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/20496425-116463132372602410?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116463132372602410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116463132372602410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116463132372602410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116463132372602410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/11/indie-scene-cafe-picolo-galleria.html' title='Indie Scene Cafe @ Picolo Galleria'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116427734096361143</id><published>2006-11-23T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:17:29.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Muh First DAy at work~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has not work before, well not entirely at all...As in never been commited to a job for more then one month, and to finally be working should be excited...WELL I AM NOT! Blame it all on Taylor's College for putting our industrial training right after my semester end. I only got 3 freakin days to relax!!! WTH!!!Then it is work work and more work for 2 whole months and then right after that my final sem!!! Helooooo has anyone heard of a break?? I would like to get one here!!! Im not asking much but a week at least of holidays?!! sniff sniff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO as you would think...with that sort of mindset i went to work on Monday with GO International Group. A PR and events firm. Oh secondly i forgot to mention this, I had transportation problems...Yes yes i was a dumbass for not looking over that matter before i chose this place...oh well what is done is done.So I took a cab to work, got introduced to everyone...P/s everyone is hyperly friendly!!! I guess it is part of the PR world. Lol they even have developed their own way of spoken language. I would not say it is a fake accent coz it does not sound like it. Its more of a professional yet friendly manner... Im impressed...Would I be able to do that?!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;*Noone is a born speaker, speakers are made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was shocked when i saw the office of where i will be interning. It is on the top floor of a shoplot and on the top floor it is divided into half!! haha it is shared...Why, you may ask is the office so small, well i tell you now. GO international is a small sub company with Nova PR and also all the colleagues here have their main jobs elsewhere in bigger companies. This is their own company or as u can say more money. So here i am. On my first day I came into office at 10 and worked till 11.30pm!!! argh!!! haha there was a launch for "Smart and Mobile LEarning" with UM and NMC communications. Something about WIFI service for UM students, in their laptops, and phones and stuff..very technological advanced based. hehe not really my cup of tea. But i wont mind getting them for free!!!! My first day and i attended a black-tie event. Hehe!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All in all i have been doing a lot of PR related things. Calling the media, following up with them, doing media reports and media clippings, media evaluation and the usual, printing and scanning and also faxing.. but hey its been only 4 days!!! I remembered me yelling to my bf on monday how i DO NOT WANT TO WORK! I JUST WANNA BE A HOUSEWIFE AND ENJOY LIFE!!!!! hehe... I cant wake up early for nuts le!!! But then again after these 4 days its been getting better and better...I can come into office anytime i want. The last time i came in at 12!! and noone was in yet!! haha and i can leave anytime i  want but of course around 6 to 7 le...people here are helpful and friendly!! I guess the only thing that was spoiling my mood was the transportation and also no break after a tiring sem!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days down, 1 month 26 days more to go!!! LOL wish me luck!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;~cheers~&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/20496425-116427734096361143?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116427734096361143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116427734096361143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116427734096361143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116427734096361143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/11/muh-first-day-at-work.html' title='~Muh First DAy at work~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116352215927580648</id><published>2006-11-14T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:35:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Giving in To a Craving~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                     It is weird how just one moment your sitting down studying for an upcoming exam and suddenly you find yourself craving for something! Mind you it would be right in the middle of the night or you could say early morning. And the craving could be anything, from chocolates, to food, to satay! to even cleaning up your room. I guess in a way this craving is an accuse to just not study! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                    Anyhow, I was watching television one night, after studying for quite some time( my excuse to runaway from it), i was channel surfing when i finally decided on Disney Channel and Sabrina The Teenage Witch the Animation was on. It was an episode on how Sabrina was fighting with another student to be the "The Best" in everything. The students were required to sell cookie dough in order to raise money for the school and Sabrina and the student both ordered 544 packets each! Well the whole episode is about them trying to sell the cookie dough and trying to beat each other to be "The Best" when the morale of the story is to try your best and not just be the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                 But that is not the point, while watching the show, i suddenly had this craving urrge to eat cookie dough!! And it was like 3am in the morning. Where in the world am I gonna get cookie dough? In the first place I do not think that Malaysia sell those stuffs!! Argh!!! I was on the couch with this huge craving and nothing to do about it. The next day, it got bigger and i was ranting it to all my friends who were online... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;                 When I went back to KL i still had not bought my cookies!! for i had examinations the next day! It was killing me slowly!! Finally after a week has passed, I dragged myself to Sunway Pyramid and got my cookies!! A replacement for cookie dough would be cookies!!! So i got myself a cookie from starbucks, Chocolate Chip Cashwenut Cookie and also Pepperidge Farm's Chocolate Chunk Milk Chocolate Macadamia cookies!!! It was heaven!! and i finally satisfied my weird craving! This is just one of the few weird cravings I had and still have!! Hehe...Just something I thought i could share about and brag about my cookies!!! Do you want some?!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00593.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/20496425-116352215927580648?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116352215927580648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116352215927580648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116352215927580648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116352215927580648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/11/giving-in-to-craving.html' title='~Giving in To a Craving~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116293382005471555</id><published>2006-11-08T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:52:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous, Daring, Delightful- My fav D's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freerunning/Parkour/Yamakasi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/free%20running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across this practise while watching a Madonna's music video clip when my cousin introduced freerunning to me. He told me that it is a new practise, a hobby, a lifestyle which involves people, jumping off high buildings, wall climbing, and running fluidly while on high buildings and the catch...they do not have protective gears just with their own hands and legs. This practise really grab my attention and I suddenly had the urge to blog about this after seeing my friend's blog entry which also talked about freerunning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well freerunning is a physical discipline, in which participants try to pass all obstacles in their paths in a smooth and fluid way. Free runners use movements such as vaulting, jumping,somersaults, and other acrobatic movements. The creator of such amazing art is none other then Sebastien Foucan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/theway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sebastien Foucan "The Way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Following a path can bring with it new opinions and thoughts, both obvious and those that are not obvious, You must always follow your own intuition. You must always do what you feel. Rather than what others think." -Sebastien-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for me, why I am so intrigued by this art is because firstly it is something different from the usual norm, secondly it is an individual practise based on how commited one is to the art, it is more of understanding what it is all about therefore there isn't any particular class to attend to where you have to constantly go for to learn but just count on yourself and your commitment to excel and finally it is an act of rebellion but without breaking any rules or laws. Yes i admit that i maybe darn lazy at times and the thought of going for a run might seem like a gazillion light years away but i do think that running is a form of escapism. By running one seem to be leaving things behind, focusing on going ahead, and this is the time where you can be alone, alone with your thoughts without any disturbance. Well freerunning has the same concept but this appeals to teens like me more for there is a small act of rebellion. Come on, jumping off buildings, climbing walls all at such top speed is not an act of rebellion? It somehow makes things more interesting!! Your not just running a straight road but focusing on being smooth and fluid yet fast and agile! It is damn interesting i tell ya! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am very interested to take this up!!! In time will tell... Yes it might be dangerous but of course i will find out what am i getting myself into and carried out more in-depth study of this art!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For more info- &lt;a href="http://www.parkour.com"&gt;www.parkour.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: Thanks Jenhan for the inspiration to write about freerunning! Visit his blog at &lt;a href="http://www.kaypopotamus.blogspot.com"&gt;www.kaypopotamus.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116293382005471555?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116293382005471555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116293382005471555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116293382005471555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116293382005471555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/11/dangerous-daring-delightful-my-fav-ds.html' title='Dangerous, Daring, Delightful- My fav D&apos;s'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116230512277088561</id><published>2006-10-31T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:32:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A writer's worst fear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitting on the floor in my living room doing nothing on a Tuesday, when I am totally free of assignments and work got me into the drive of writing or more like blogging. Unfortunately I found myself staring at a blinking cursor urging me to at least type something but i am failing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does this happen to me ever so often when i love writing, when i am a person who can be said to be married to her emotions, when i am affected by everything around me, be it nature, the way people act, human nature and what nots and yet i find myself facing a blank white space not knowing what to write but have about a gazillion thoughts at the moment? Before I started this page i visited a cousin's blog and i admire the way she writes, the fact that she never let her blog down for almost everyday there is an entry and mine is left outdated and dry. I read that a writer should not care about what he or she should write for his audience, what they would like to read or would enjoy but to just write about anything I fancy and enjoy doing so. Do i think too much? Is this the cause of my writer's block? I may not know how many people actually visits my blog but i want to give them something to read, something to learn about, a piece of me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore as a solution, i went to my ever trustable friend, wikipedia! to just look up what exactly is a writer's block and how it can be cured and whoa am i surprise to find the results. Let me enlighten you:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*A writer's block is a phenomenon involving temporary loss of the ability to continue writing,    usually due to lack of inspiration or creativity. ( Well that is understood by most of us)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Writer's block can be closely related to DEPRESSION or ANXIETY! ( which i am!! gosh)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Henry Roth had a writer's block which lasted for 60 years! which was most prob caused by depression, political problems and an unwillingness to confront past problems!! ( gosh it has me written all over it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;SOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;1.Setting a time and write whatever that comes, without stopping for some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;2. Taking a break, meditation,or doing relaxing excersices to relieve any pressure on oneself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;3. Doing something out of the ordinary. Try to spark something from somewhere new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;4.Only turn to the writing after a day or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Well there are more solutions but things that i know for sure i would not follow due to my laziness and hard headness...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh voila!!! An entry!!! lol... Im not that stuck after all... Still hoping to be able to blog much more readable entries! Wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116230512277088561?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116230512277088561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116230512277088561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116230512277088561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116230512277088561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/10/writers-worst-fear.html' title='A writer&apos;s worst fear!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116083459805582063</id><published>2006-10-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:28:51.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to RDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today on an early Saturday morning I dragged myself out of bed, refusing to move but I have to, because i have to go to college, take my attendance and go to RDA for gotong-royong which we promised them. I was so reluctant for i slept at 5am the night before...but i did manage to drag myself to the toilet, took my shower and rushed to college.. Then we all divided ourselves into groups and got into cars and went to Bukit Kiara Equestrian and Country Resort to meet up with the RDA people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When we reached there, we had a group pic taken and also the handing of the mock check to RDA from our charity dinner. Then we were divided into four groups and off we went. I was still thinking we had to clean up something, the stores or something...haih...but only to be surprise that we were taken on a tour to visit the horses, feed them and also to stroke them. It was really enjoyable, seeing the different horses ( polo horses, ponies, stallions, etc) their stables, how they were given a bath, the food they eat, how to feed a horse, their training pad, the gear we use to ride a horse..and so many more. Luckily for us we got a friendly guide who showed us a lot of stuff and when one of my friends asked if we could have a horse shoe as a souvenir he said can so i am now a proud owner of a real horse shoe!!! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It turns out we did not have to clean anything or have a gotong-royong!! The tour ended about 12 and then we headed back home. I was really glad that i made that trip it was so fun and yet educational about how they maintain the horses. I would volunteer myself as a helper to RDA if i had the transport and time...but sigh for now both would be a problem for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P/s: nway im so sorry but i have no idea wassup with blogspot i cant upload any pics...so too bad...your bad.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00450.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00450.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00450.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116083459805582063?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116083459805582063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116083459805582063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116083459805582063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116083459805582063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/10/visit-to-rda.html' title='A Visit to RDA'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116083161637778779</id><published>2006-10-14T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:04:47.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind 'n' Dine Charity cum Buka Puasa Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/35704975427088l[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/35704975427088l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Finally our main event arrived and passed! A huge breath of release... For those who are still in the dark about what this main event is all about, well *ahem*ahem* let me enlighten you:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Semester 5 students of the School of Communication have to organize an event as our Communication Project Management class. So the group of about 51 students put their minds together and for almost 3 months stressing ourselves out trying to organise fund raiser activities, trying to get sponsors, send out press releases and media advisory and also getting the right media to come cover our event, getting proper caterers, getting the venue,etc etc It was one major headache and on top of that we have to also give priority to our other subjects and the assignments...Whoa this was one hell of a semester...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So anyway, we have two small events following to the main one. We had our Fiesta Merdeka which i am sure you have seen in one of my post, then a roadshow where we had games, lucky draw, stalls selling cookies and buns, t-shirts, and also donation boxes going around. Our roadshows went to Taylor's Business School, Petaling Jaya, and also Subang Jaya main campus and we were lucky enough to have a good response for each day we raised about minimum RM600 per day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now to the main event, we managed to book Bukit Jalil Golf and Country Club as our venue, got the catering from a friend's boyfriend.( food was great btw), Sneha and I manage to get some performers such as Peacock Dancers, Aishwita ( holds the record in Malaysia book of records for longest hula hooping. btw she is only 10), 2 band performances, ComeBackKings, Human Volcano, Caberet singing, some magic shows and stilt walkers and many more. We had Emmeline Ng ex miss Malaysia to join us too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So on the night we had all been waiting for, we expected 500 guests but we managed to push for tic sales in less then 4 days and managed to convince people to buy a 65 ringgit ticket, but about 400 people turned up. Mostly familes who took a whole table to themselves and the hall was almost full! Phew! Thank god. The event started with speeches then the buka puasa prayer, then the guest were welcome to help themselves to the buffet dinner, then comes the performances and gosh since i was in the event managemant team I found myself running here and there in stillettos trying to get the performers on standby and ready to perform till i did not have time to eat my dinner. I was so thirsty and hungry by the end of the night but all was worth it. Then when the night was almost over we had Aishwita going around in her hula hoop getting donations and that little girl amazed so many people that in 10 mins just by walking around doing the hula hoop she managed to raise RM720 that night! Go gurl!!! Then the performances ended with a stand up comedian act by the ComeBackKings and as usual they manage to make the crowd laugh till they tear up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The night ended well and the usual cleanning up had to be done. Wait I almost forgot what is this whole big event about!! We the CPM students are helping Riding for the Disabled Association (RDA) to raise funds and also create awareness for them. RDA is a voluntary, non-profit organization which provides opportunities for children and young adults with varying disabilities. The sessions allow boys and girls of various ages a chance to enjoy a safe, stimulating, healthy, therapeutic and recreational sport which have enhanced necessarily restricted and lonely lives as well as encouraged an element of personal independence and confidence to their self-esteem. A qualified instructor will help lead the horse and to provide support and encouragement to the riders, it is a one hour therapy for the disabled children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Therefore the moment of truth, we promise to raise about a minimum of RM5000 for RDA and...after all the months of stressing, worrying, disagreements, and issues arising at horrible,least unexpected moments, we managed to raise an astounding amount of *ahem*ahem* RM10712.73 for RDA!!! yay!!! It was all a success!! Thank god!!! A good deed for the month? hehe and an A for our subject!! ( I hope =s ) Thanks to all who supported us and thanks to my friends who helped out!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116083161637778779?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116083161637778779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116083161637778779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116083161637778779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116083161637778779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/10/kind-n-dine-charity-cum-buka-puasa.html' title='Kind &apos;n&apos; Dine Charity cum Buka Puasa Dinner'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-116042251074201564</id><published>2006-10-10T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T03:35:10.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Apologies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;As the title said " A Thousand Apologies to my blog actually coz im sure i do not have that many readers to start with for not been updating it or adding anything in it for that matter. This is due to two reasons. The first one, is because i have been darn busy with college, which includes exams, overpilling assignments and finally my big event that we the semester 5 students have to plan. I will talk more about it in awhile when i have the pictures and time to blog. So now that everything is over I can breathe a sigh of relief but not too long a breath for I have a crazy assignment due this wednesday and me being the queen of procrastination is of course living to my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Now to the second reason, well I AM HAVING A WRITER'S BLOCK!!!  Help me!!! Lately i do not know whether it is due to the overload of work or that my brain has just stop functioning but i find it so hard to think of interesting topics to blog about. Things worth reading... And here i am reading people's blog and wishing i could write like them. Theirs is filled with interesting entries worth reading and almost everyday there is an entry... Just take a look and see when was the last post from me? Sigh Sigh!!! I must make it a point to start blogging more regularly now that i have internet connection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Like i said...A Thousand Apologies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-116042251074201564?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/116042251074201564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=116042251074201564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116042251074201564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/116042251074201564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/10/thousand-apologies.html' title='A Thousand Apologies!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115840885989010094</id><published>2006-09-16T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:14:19.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Role Play: A Different Switch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our class, Academic Writing, for our assignment we had to have role play. And as public relations students we have to act a scene which involves public relations. Therefore my group which consisted of Jared, Jason, Wai Sum, Sneha, Su Ann and me thought of doing a true story which happened in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Antoinette was the daughter of France and she was one of the most beautiful girl among the other daughters. She was so obsess about herself that what is happening to the country does not concern her but what to wear and what matches her nails grabs her attention. She treats her maids and ministers horribly. One day when famine hit the country and the villagers were out of bread and were protesting at the castle’s gate the minister went to Marie Antoinette to tell her about the problem and with a petulant flick of her hair she told the minister to ask them to eat cake. This shocked the minister and angered the villagers. They manage to brake into the castle and capture her. They sentence her to have her head copped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this would be different if we had a public relations officer who would advise the princess on what is best. A public relations officer will know his audience and what they want. Understand whats best for them and using the best way to overcome the situation. The minister would then advise Marie Antoinette that by making that comment is an insult to the villagers for they do not have bread what more cake. How does she expect them to eat cake when even bread they do not have. Instead she should find out how much they have in the vault and bring out some more to give the villagers so they would have food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe so that was our role play. Hope our lecturer likes it! Jared was sporting enough to be Marie Antoinette to give our act a little twist! It was hell of fun giving Jared a make up! Thanks for being so sporting yea and we all know you look better as a guy dun worry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00709.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jared as Marie Antoinette&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="208" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00710.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00710.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our Pr Team, a minister, a maid, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a beggar, Marie Antoinette and our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PR person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115840885989010094?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115840885989010094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115840885989010094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840885989010094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840885989010094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/role-play-different-switch.html' title='Role Play: A Different Switch'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115840843410328928</id><published>2006-09-16T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:07:14.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change of Environment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I finally got out of my lazy ass and actually find and apartment to move in for Ridzuan is just killing us trying to squeeze us of ever penny we had. I finally decided to move to Mentari Court with Charles and Sneha and we are renting our apartment for RM650 only but not furnished. I took the middle room and is only paying RM150 a month so there im saving my parents a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It was fun to go wild in Carefour and take everything we need for the house. I love shopping for my room and I fell in love with my cupboard!! It is so big with 3 doors! Then I got myself a table and those three tier cupboards, a mattress, a chair and other stuff. It was hell moving the things to the apartment knowing the amount of things I have back in Ridzuan. I had to make a few trips and gosh moving Chales’s sofa was bad enough. We were lucky to have my dad, Charles, Jared, Izham and Danial (a bit) and definitely not forgetting Leon who helped a lot driving his car to and fro. Thanks dear!! Muaks!!!&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fixing things together was also so fun. Had to build the cupboard and the shelves and seeing Charles being crazy doing his stupid moves. Lol… Now im finally settled in. I actually officially moved in on the 9th of September 2006 when I am suppose to shift in during the 1st already. Gosh I will be missing Ridzuan. Truthfully it is much better there, it is much bigger, it is furnished, and there are more food there which opens till late, a nice pool to hang out around and the place is safe coz its filled with students but in Mentari though I get the freedom and space coz in Ridzuan there are many rules, can’t bring guys in, can’t stay out till 12, no visitors, no cooking, no pork bla bla, and I have to share my room but in Mentari I got my own room and space and privacy but Mentari has yet to be fully occupied and there aren’t much food stalls yet and they close early and mainly Malay food. Plus the place is not that safe coz it is a low cost apartment that’s why we have to practice safety precautions.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Oh well nothing’s perfect can’t get whatever we want plus Mentari is good. The best part about it is that Mentari is just next to my college. If classes are at 8 I can leave my place at 7.55 and still be on time! Hehe so no waking up early for me!! And no more cabs!!! Thank god!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00394.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our kitchen!!&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00395.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My new bedroom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00393.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00393.0.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jared helping Sneha with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;new cupboard&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00392.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00392.1.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Charles and Leon working on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my shelves&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00396.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our own house-warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00397.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Haha tequila popping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Charles was WASTED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00396.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115840843410328928?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115840843410328928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115840843410328928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840843410328928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840843410328928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-of-environment.html' title='A Change of Environment'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115840729497051004</id><published>2006-09-16T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:48:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Aficionado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Now this is yet another event coming up to Merdeka. It is actually Nadeem’s final project where they are trying to spread culture awareness and exchange our culture together with the Cambodian culture. This is affiliated with the Visit Malaysia 2007 and this is working together with the Minister of Culture. This event was held on the 25 and 26 of August at Taylors Main Campus at the Multipurpose Hall. Nadeem and his dance group including me and Sneha were going to perform four songs two for 25th and two for 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;On the 25th was not the main launch of the event it was on the 26th but it was open to all too and the crowd was not too bad. We performed Asmara Dana the theme song from Puteri Gunung Ledang  and Gemini Gemini. I did not really enjoy myself  there for I was dead tired because after a whole day of college and having meetings for my event then I had to rush of for this dance.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But it was totally different for the 26th for there were more people and the people were all very supportive! They were yelling and cheering. We performed Nache Balaye and a fushion song which comprises of 6 songs which lasted for 12 minutes plus. It was darn tiring but worth it because the crowd were yelling encore encore!!! I was smiling till my ears and everywhere we went we had people coming up to us saying it was a great dance, good dancer! I was so proud! Besides our dance ( how selfish of me) both nights there were all types of performances, from hip hop break dancers, to singers, to instrumentals,  to Malay dancers, to Chinese peacock dancers and little children dancing Indian dance at the age of only 5. They were so adorable. Oh btw something different from the norm is Radlyn’s cabaret group. There were singing and hot girls in short skirts and leggings with long sticks! Really hot! They sang “hey big spender”, and “Tainted Love” . The singers were Radlyn, Dice and Sara and the others were the dancers and I have to give then a big hand for doing something different and doing it so well!! Bravo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;That event ended as a success too though all the stress and fights it was well paid off. As usual we went to Asia Café to eat then went back and hit the sack. What a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00700.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00697.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00697.0.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The Multi Purpose Hall in Taylors Main Campus&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00700.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00700.3.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Me and Dice at Asia Cafe. Love that gurl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00700.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00700.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00700.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00697.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115840729497051004?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115840729497051004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115840729497051004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840729497051004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840729497051004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/cultural-aficionado_16.html' title='Cultural Aficionado'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115840565954424865</id><published>2006-09-16T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:20:59.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta Merdeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In conjunction with the upcoming Merdeka, the semester 5 of Public Relations students decided to host a small event to collect enough funds for our big event. This is just one of the three events we were planning to have and as for our major event this would be a concert cum buka puasa event at Sunway Pyramid Convention Centre ( place not confirmed) in the month of October and this event is to raise money for Riding for the Disable association. This association helps the disabled in a different way where their method of healing is by letting the disable ride horses. No it is not impossible to let a disabled ride a horse plus this would help them gain confidence, trust, and happiness for they get to interacted with trainers/volunteers plus the horses to trusting them. It is a very good therapeutic way and it is proven that it helps. But this association needs help in funds and also volunteers and that is what we are trying to do, gather funds and create awareness for RDA ( Riding for the Disable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; So our first event is called Fiesta Merdeka in conjunction of our country’s 49th Merdeka. On that day, there were mainly different types of Kuihs sold, kuih lapis, kuih talam, kuih ubi, keropok lekor, to name a few, fried mee hoon, banana cake, sponge cake and drinks such as ribena, orange, and cincau. There were also a face and body painting booth where people can get their body parts painted with the colors of the Malaysian flag with different designs either hibiscus flower, the Malaysian flag or the Word Malaysia. There was also a booth where we sold beaded pins in a form of Malaysian flag. This was a very creative idea from one of our members. And last but not least our Awareness Booth which I was handling. We were there to give out information and help spread the awareness of this association. Our event started out at 8 and ended about 12pm with a success. Everything was sold and the people were happy. All in all, even though small accidents happened but the event was a success and we managed to collect about RM2500 in estimation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now to our next small event and till our big final event! Hopefully it will be a success and till then ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00690.3.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our Fiesta Merdeka Flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00689.2.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Selling various types of "kuihs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00686.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The body painting booth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00693.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our project manager got his face painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00691.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Beautiful Hibiscus on the neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00687.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The RDA Booth of course. We were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                                      standing thats why it's empty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00382.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The Malaysian Flag in beads and pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115840565954424865?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115840565954424865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115840565954424865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840565954424865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115840565954424865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/fiesta-merdeka_16.html' title='Fiesta Merdeka'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115838588977331089</id><published>2006-09-16T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:46:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance @ Plaza Warisan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; Well as usual our choreographer Nadeem told us that we had a dance offer at Plaza Warisan ( do not ask me where it is ) in association of Merdeka. We were going to represent the Indian dance ( as usual). Oh and we were offered to be paid RM100 per person. This event was on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So not knowing where the place is or how is it going to be like only knowing that it is a shopping mall we got a little bit excited for it would be a big crowd rite? I mean it is a shopping mall!! We took the KTM there not wanting to trouble anyone and ended up and the place. Lo and Behold we were so shock to find out that the place was pathetic!!! Uh-hmm I’m sorry but it is!! The stage was Horrible!!!! It looks like a stage from a scary kiddy film. So colorful and so small and we were at the edge of it. If I were to suddenly become very excited and hop around and just so happen to hop over this freakin small picket fence I would have jump to my death to the ground floor! Yay!! And do not get me started with the crowd!! It was sooo sad…There were so few people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Anyhow, we went to our dressing room which btw was an Akido classroom, to change and get our makeup ready and waited. Meals were provided and we got satay, kuihs, nasi minyak ( I think) , pulut, fried popiah, and syrup drink. Can’t complain. So we waited some more till our turn is up. We performed two songs, one a Tamil song Serichi Serichi and the other a Hindi song Nache Balaye. The great thing for the event was that we were the crowd puller. There were other performances too such as Nasyid and some Malay traditional dances which were performed by little kids ( they were so adorable in their outfits) but the crowd ( what’s left of the people there) all came up to see our dance when we started! Hehe so after the dance we packed up and went to McD to chill. The day was sooo hot and sunny a cold drink was sooo tempting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After that we went to Brandon’s house to chill, eat and play the ps whereas Nadeem started to watch his type of “porn” hehe… Was disgusting!!! Not the porn itself but that particular scene. You would not want me to relate to you coz the thought of it just makes you want to puke! At the end of the day, I was dead tired and decided to hit the sack. Well that’s about all for that day. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00544.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00544.4.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The Stage!&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00554.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00554.3.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;One of the Serichi moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00557.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00557.5.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Check out the pose&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00560.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00560.0.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ending pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00565.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00565.0.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; Me just being a camwhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115838588977331089?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115838588977331089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115838588977331089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115838588977331089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115838588977331089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/performance-plaza-warisan_16.html' title='Performance @ Plaza Warisan'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115790592851128461</id><published>2006-09-11T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:32:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Apologies: Modern Technology Deprived</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;The reason to my disappearance and the lack of blog entries is no not due to the dryness of my brain cells but due to the fact that I DO NOT HAVE AN INTERNET CONNECTION!!! Yes yes a college student without an internet access! Some might ask, why not use the one at college….Well let me enlighten you why, firstly, ASK THE ICT department! They think blogging is some sort of pornography or some sort of foul language center that’s why the site is block as pornography! Therefore I can’t even visit the sites! Haih…Then finally they had they brain to unblock it so yay! I can finally blog in college…but but dun be too happy, the system is sooooo slow!!!! Loading the site takes like hours what more uploading pictures or the post itself, so I totally gave up trying to blog in college. So this leaves me with cyber café? How many times can I go to the cyber café every time I have an inspiration to write? That will cost me a bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;So to my dear readers, I’m so sorry for the lack of blog entries but, ring the gong good news!! I am getting an internet connection at my new place ( I shifted btw to Mentari Court no longer at Ridzuan) therefore I can blog whenever and whatever I want to at whatever time! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Anyway after this blog entry, the coming few blogs are not based on the stated time but happened a long time back, back when I had no Internet to update you guys about. Anyhow those will be the few events, or happenings in my life. Enjoy or just pass out with boring…It’s your call =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115790592851128461?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115790592851128461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115790592851128461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115790592851128461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115790592851128461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/09/thousand-apologies-modern-technology.html' title='A Thousand Apologies: Modern Technology Deprived'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115571905740234962</id><published>2006-08-16T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:04:17.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addictive??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;                      Since ages ago whenever i hear the words Dota, Counter Strike, Starcraft and so on I would give a sigh and go GUYS!!! They would pay so much and have their butts stuck to the com chair for hours just to play online games.. People spend hours just gaming and i thought to myself what's the fun in that? Well i was wrong. Only lately, me and my friends went to the new Asia.Net cyber place which is very new,clean and nice to, try out Counter Strike just for the fun of it. My friend taught me how to play the game and yes laugh all you want I obviously sucked at first! According to Leon ( whom proudly annouces the story to any willing ear) the fact that by the time i buy the guns and ammo, he would be standing behind me with a knife stabbing me, or just waiting till i walked few steps then he will shoot me...Joy!! But i have to say it is addictive! Was hooked on it for awhile.           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;                     Then i moved on to Serious Sam! lol...Who would believe that.. Me!! Playing Serious Sam! But this game is like darn long.. takes hours to finish and if you leave you can't continue from where you stop so its all over again for you! Anyhow the latest unbelieveble game which got most people hooked to it is believe it or not, none other then O2 Jam!!! Oh my gosh!!! I can't believe it became a serious game! I remembered i was doing my assignment then i realised my apartment mate was playing a game and it looked interesting therefore i asked about it and found out that it was O2Jam. I transfered the game into my com and played only when im too stressed from assignments. More like a breather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;                  So as you can expect, I was at the cyber and my friends started playing it! At the cyber!!! and i looked around me and there were guys all around me playing that game too! I thought it was just a no brainer game that you play during you pass time to relax but NO! i found out that people do compete to upgrade their levels where they will get money to buy and design their character!!! WTH!!! lol...People are being more and more creative nowadays... Its so silly but now im hooked on it...So hooked till we would actually purposely go out our way to the cyber just to play O2Jam...Not Dota, Not CS but O2jam!! hahaha... and to Pay money for it too!!! What happened to assignments? ( what assignments =P ) I would give this change of interest one big laugh!!! LOL!! Damn funny le... You should try it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115571905740234962?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115571905740234962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115571905740234962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115571905740234962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115571905740234962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/08/addictive_16.html' title='Addictive??'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115571872828266509</id><published>2006-08-16T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:58:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate High!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;About last Saturday, I decided to call Tony out for lunch to catch up on old times. When he agreed and everything was planned he fetched me and told me he decided to go to Swensens for lunch! Not for the food but for ice-cream!! Ice-cream for lunch?!! I was never lucky enough to have that for lunch in my childhood. Parents would go on ranting about how it is not good for health, too much sugar is bad plus it does not have a blanced diet! Even having ice-cream before a meal is bad for it will spoil my appetite! Therefore I went all "are you serious?" and he said yea since he has not been there for some time now. So i got very excited! Not because i can eat ice cream for lunch mind you but because i have never been to Swensen!!! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;So we finally reached, got our seats and i got all pressured for there were so many choices of ice-creams to pick from and the waitress is waiting for us next to our table, all hovering about us like a vulture getting impatient and ready to peck us if we were indecisive! hehe ok drama a bit le. So finally i mad up my mind and pick this chocolate ice cream ( ok sue me i forgot the name) and tony picked some banana split ice cream! GOsh i was sugar high by the end of the day! It was so full of chocolate and top up with chocolate sweets and chocolate chips! Gosh heaven! it was great on a hot Saturday afternoon! hehe. Below here are the visuals that will get your mouth watering!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00532.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00534.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thats mine! Look at the chocs!!!                                                         That's Tony's Banana Split!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hehe hungry yet?!! Teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115571872828266509?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115571872828266509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115571872828266509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115571872828266509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115571872828266509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/08/chocolate-high.html' title='Chocolate High!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115497103563700502</id><published>2006-08-08T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:45:12.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live band n open mike session @ La Bodega</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00508.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00507.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00509.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I was lucky enough to be invited for this event for if not so i would not have realised it existed, being the naive person i am. My friend Izham was performing for the open mike show and my college lecturer Mr Azmyl was also performing therefore I went to support them. It was mainly Indie music( i think thats how u spell it) and there were like 11 open mike shows and 5 guest performances. These guest performances, most of them have their own album already and some are damn good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The ambience of the bar was great too as you can see in the pictures. It was very cozy and comfy as we laid back to listen to the performances. I solute them for having the guts and the talent to write and play their own music. Lol wished i was that talented. Look at how easily i gave up my guitar...hm i must continue playing it. Nway waited for my friend's performance and i was shocked to see how well he can sing, and i love my lecturer's performance! damn funny!! great guy!! I'm so proud hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I loved the great &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00512.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;experience. Made me appreciate local music more for there is raw talent going on there. There is this music cd called voices of malaysia ( if im not mistaken) go get it!! support them. I also fell in love with this guy's music, his name is Kevin Teh and he is damn good. Buy his album! Great songs... He sound a little like Alex Band! Oh well there is a next event coming up somewhere in early September and it would be their last at La Bodega for some "stupid" fella is turning it into a Steamboat Restaurant! wth!!! Oh well i wanna go and i wanna go for future events too so people, tell me if you know any!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-Support your local Artists-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="155" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00522.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00523.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00523.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00523.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00523.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00510.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00523.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115497103563700502?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115497103563700502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115497103563700502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115497103563700502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115497103563700502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/08/live-band-n-open-mike-session-la.html' title='Live band n open mike session @ La Bodega'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115493254626762901</id><published>2006-08-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:52:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Starlight Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Somewhere around last week, Leon was lucky enough to get us four invites to watch the free movie screening of Click at Starlight Cinema!! Well being a first timer I was all excited about it. Lol and what and experience I got. Being naïve and excited I dressed up together with my new heels and all only to find out that it rained heavily at KL area! We rushed there to collect our free invites, registered, ( gosh it was sooo muddy! =( ) then went out for dinner. Trust me after all the mamak sessions I had here you would be surprise where we dine that night. It was none other then the traditional Chinese meal of Bak Kut Teh! It was good finally eating pork…hehe..dun blame me man im a Chinese!!! You should scold me for not eating enough pork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;So after dinner ( which cost a bomb), we went back, took out our plastic bags!! As “alas” for our asses and marched in looking for a good spot on the ground which was already crowded with people on mats. Whoa was I surprise to see how prepared some people were. People actually brought huge mats with big huge comfy pillows, picnic baskets…chairs and they looked all ready and comfy for the movie, where as looking at us sitting cross-legged on plastic bags which was not big enough to be comfortable was something to laugh at and remember. Finally the movie started and we were to engrossed to notice anything till little small insects started to climb up our legs or tickle our toes. I swear there were grasshoppers too…eek!!! Then they started biting!!! We ended up scratching all over!! Lol.. Comical…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;All in all it was actually a good experience, something different from the mundane atmosphere of sitting in an air condition room with seats… You guys should go and check it out! Oh btw, the movie Click is great!!! Worth watching!! Good family values!! And as always any show with Adam Sandler in it is worth watching!&lt;br /&gt;I’m out!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00448.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00448.0.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Eating Bak Kut Teh with Charles, Leon n Sneha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/DSC00462.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/DSC00468.0.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our passes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115493254626762901?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115493254626762901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115493254626762901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115493254626762901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115493254626762901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/08/starlight-experience.html' title='A Starlight Experience'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115435255385834161</id><published>2006-07-31T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:29:13.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious manda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;To all who knows me out there....Am I a gamer? lol....NO!!!! but lately thanks to my bf im drag to the cyber to play CS! I finally learnt how to play the game! BUt yes i am still slow at it! Then about few days back i went to the cyber at Asia Cafe and was hooked on this game called Serious SAm 2! wth!!! Was so hooked till we played for more then two hours on a college night and it was already 3 plus in the morning! Joy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;And and i am now currently at the cyber with a few other friends getting ready to play Serious SAm!! lol....so I'm off now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115435255385834161?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115435255385834161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115435255385834161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115435255385834161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115435255385834161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/serious-manda.html' title='Serious manda?'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115427713180013813</id><published>2006-07-31T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:32:11.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends: Bitter or Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Define a friend? Or what makes a friend a true friend? For me it’s simple, one who would be there for me no matter what, one who makes me laugh, one who understands me, one who shows he or she cares and not just for his or her own good but for mine. Someone I can trust and rely on who has my back on everything. Not so the ones who goes out with you every night to have fun, to enjoy and have a blast. There was once a quote but I forgot who was it from which goes “A True friend stabs you in the front and not the back”&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;                 Well till now, my whole 19 years of my life I can’t proudly stand up and announce that I have found a TRUE friend. Good friends yes, without a doubt. But TRUE friends I have not. People whom I thought were my friends ends up stabbing me in the back. Let’s start from the younger days, where you TALK about someone, (the reason why I use the word talk for, firstly it sounds better and secondly who does not talk about other people?! Name me one!) and it gets to that someone but the story changes and fight happens? Well the tatter tale is the back stabber.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;                  You would think that, those were the days when we were all young and childish and its so behind us? Well think again! In high school, people use to talk behind each other backs. Best friends’ gossip about their other behind each other backs but puts on a sweet friendly face in front of them. Everything one does, from the way one dresses to whom she is talking to circulates around. Nothing goes unnoticed by these few people. It is as though they feed on gossips to survive. Everyone knows everyone’s dark secrets but the fact that theirs is also being circulated. Things will be discussed in whispers and conclusions will be made. It is so sad to think that this big group of friends I had which is so proud of our big group and promises to stay in touch and be friends forever can make such promises and yet is just dying to hear dirty scoop about each other. Is this part of the promise? Is it just a formality where we all know we won’t stick too? I felt so vulnerable for everything I do, could turn into some juicy gossip for others and thanks to these gossipers things could be misunderstood and fights could occur.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;               Moving on to college where I thought we all outgrew all this gossiping and childishness, I thought wrong again. I was ready to forgo all the disagreements I had with my high school mates for I thought it was all in the past. I forgave them and am ready to start fresh with them. But unfortunately some did not change and I do not think they will ever will. One incident which is still stuck in my head till today, is when my friends from overseas all came back and I went out with them and we all sat and chatted and chatted away updating each other on their own life it was so fun and I had a great time. Went back all happy we met up but then I found out that meeting up and chatting was secondary for some. Meaning, they were more interested in dirty scoop of my life rather then the fact that I am enjoying college life. I realized how persistent were they for they kept asking how’s my life and how’s Sneha’s ( sneha why for last time she was one of their main providers of their life support system…GOSSIP), do I have anyone new in my life and just about everything. Me being gullible told them almost everything that is happening to me in college. But mainly I was happy!! So to continue with the story I met up with one of my school mates in KL and went out with my boyfriend, Leon and her and one more high school mate. Had a great time, sat down and chatted and all so then we parted and I got an sms and I quote “ She seems happy with Leon, he seems like a nice guy” reading this from an outsider’s point of view you would think they as my friends are happy for me but I know them and it is more of a beginning of a gossip. Oh btw she sent the wrong message to me…ha ha… it was meant for my “best friend”. Another incident which got me so shock and made me agree that gossip spread faster then bacteria in the air is when I was out with my high school mates having dinner and I had to excuse myself to the ladies ( gosh Ms Aisyah would be proud to hear this) and passed my handbag to my bf to hold, “lucky” me my bag was open and the contents of my bag was obvious, my friends saw a cigg pack in my bag…. Whoa the news spread to another gal who was supposed to be in Melbourne for holiday to Sneha and then to me…haha sneha was good enough to tell me but trust me im sure it also went to my “best friend” and to others in Ipoh… joy!!! ( btw I am not agreeing that I smoke) believe what you want…My life is really an open book…&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;                Let’s talk about college too; I made a few close friends. People I would call really close friends for they crack me up. They were my gang of friends in college. We were so close we did almost everything together, we see each other everyday and we shared our thoughts and secrets too. We were close, maybe too close… Problems started to arise.. One became too manipulative, one is weak, one is a back stabber and people start to question why are they giving more att to the other and not him or her, members of the gang seem to start fighting for the dominant’s person’s att, by doing things behind each others back, people start bitching about the others in the group, small little things seems to start a fight…What happen to the group?!! Is this what we call friends?!! Friends are not people who bitch about you, not manipulative people, not gossipers…&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;               Who are my TRUE friends?!! Without a doubt I do have friends, close friends too but TRUE friends? Friends should give and take, forgive and forget and not hold grudges. It’s so simple, and little to ask for. Is it me really? Am I that vulnerable and easy to be manipulated and taken advantage of? For I believe not everyone are like this. I’m sure some have found their TRUE friend. So why can’t I? Why is it so hard? All my intentions are good and I hope and I pray I get good returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;( To whom whose reading this, I’m sorry if you get offended by this post but it is just my thoughts and I am not pin pointing anyone. If you do then well you know you’re wrong, that is why you’re defensive and I can’t do anything about it)&lt;br /&gt;~Truce~&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/20496425-115427713180013813?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115427713180013813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115427713180013813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115427713180013813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115427713180013813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends-bitter-or-sweet.html' title='Friends: Bitter or Sweet'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115427621693841186</id><published>2006-07-31T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:16:56.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Friends Forever~ The Saga Of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;So as the title says; Friends forever! Sounds familiar? Well this word should be worn out from being uttered too many times. Since primary school, where all is young and innocent, we made promises to each other to stay friends forever! Nothing will break our friendship, and then it was high school where we met more people and still promised to remain friends forever. Then high school ended and people separate to either colleges or Form 6, hearts were heavy but life continues and still the promise stands where people come back over the weekends and gatherings were held. In the near future, people would get jobs, rushing to meet ends, finding that one person you love and want to spend the rest of your life with, and having children to continue the “family line”. So where does the promise stand? Can one hold to the promise for so long? Do we have time for old friends? To stay in touch or even more to maintain the friendship to begin with? Friends! What are friends? People who are there for you, who makes you laugh, lend a shoulder for you to cry on and be there to support you through thick or thin.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Well as for me, I do not have that much of luck in that area. It could be my personality that made me an object of misunderstanding. As I look back on my life, when it comes to friendship I have been going through a stormy sea or a rocky mountain. In primary school, I have already been misunderstood. There were many “I don’t friend you anymore” words uttered. I remembered going back home and crying to my mother about how I fought with my friends. Well that was primary school, whereas in high school…lol that was another horrible time. My primary school gang joined up with another school’s group therefore our big group consisted of almost 20 people. The group consists of so many diff façade of people. We are from diff classes but hang out during recess and weekends. In the whole, I am a shy person, I do not make good first impressions, and I do not make the first move. I got misunderstood! It got worse when I had an argument with my “best friend” and she went around the group bad mouthing me. It was hell for me for I was alienated. I was bad mouthed and those who were not so close to me avoided me and exclude me of group outings. It hurt so badly. But thank the lord I manage to pull myself through and now that I have graduated from high school and am studying in college I thought to myself hey a new environment!&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;It turns out that trouble took up a liking to me and is following me everywhere I go. College was great and fun in the beginning, everyone were friendly to everyone. People were curious and friendly but as the semester changes so do the people. Groups began to form and people move into them. Some familiar faces don’t seem so familiar anymore. Different people were alienated. Out- spoken, opinionated people were hated. And now it is so obvious in college, for there is this dominant group of people, who moves in groups and dominate or self vote themselves into ranks in clubs. I know some of them and some of them dislike me due to…MISUNDERSTANDINGS but the impressions have been made and won’t be changed. One influencing the other, now I am just this acquaintance to them and I’m not in the “gang”.  All this is also due to misunderstandings. Joy! Well thinking I still have my Public Relations classmates, I thought wrong! We had to get into groups of three or four and me and Sneha found ourselves without a group. People kept giving excuses or reasons. I would not know if my paranoid self is acting up again or it is for real that they would not want to group with us I am not sure but it hurts to think so. What have I done? Seriously all my life what have I done to cause all this?!! I was facing depression for a few days, was feeling so down. Do not know where I belong…&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Since primary school I have always consoled myself by thinking hey maybe high school would be different for I will be meeting more people, starting anew. Apparently I thought wrong, then again I tried by thinking college would be different, I’m totally meeting different people, I will straighten my life back and get it in order…I thought wrong too and now I find myself thinking degree would be different or so I hope… Is it me? Am I just cursed to have horrible friendships? Truth be told, I don’t think of myself as a horrible person. I mean no one is perfect but I would think that my personality is good natured, I am there for my friends when they need help, in summary a good person so why do I suffer all this? Is it because I have a weak and vulnerable personality where people would take advantage of and walk all over me? I really do not know….All I can do right now is go on with my life doing what I think is right and count on my true friends to be there, my family and God himself.&lt;/span&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/20496425-115427621693841186?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115427621693841186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115427621693841186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115427621693841186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115427621693841186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/friends-forever-saga-of-my-life.html' title='~Friends Forever~ The Saga Of My Life'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115425088776707395</id><published>2006-07-30T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:19:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scents : An Aphrodisiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/gucci%20envy%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="329" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/gucci%20envy%20me.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is actually quite an unexpected event of the day. It started off normal with college, classes, the usual. I was actually feeling quite down and lonely that day till classes ended and I was joined up with Sneha and Leon. We went to pyramid for lunch and then for a movie, American Haunting. Well as we were having lunch, a salesperson approached us and managed to convince Sneha to buy a bottle of Gucci, envy me perfume at only RM50. Sounds like a good deal but we were unsure if it was the original one or not so after the movie we went to Parade to check out the original one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It seems the same, so Sneha was happy but we ended up going around perfume shopping!! Hehe…. Pity Leon had to tag along and was sneezing his head off for he was allergic to some of the smells. W&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/dunhill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/dunhill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e tested so many from Ralph Lauren, to Escada, to Hugo Boss, to CK lol all the brands and by the end of the day I was “scent” high!! We even tested out men’s perfume for gosh some smell great! For example Hugo Boss and CK Eternity! Gosh heaven!!! I sprayed some on Leon and hehe was sniffing him all day!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/hugo%20boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/hugo%20boss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Funny how a scent can relate you to someone. How once you smell a particular scent you remember a person. Reminds me of the movie I bought called Scent of a Woman by Al Pacino for my college assignment…lol…It’s something about how a blind retired lieutenant can tell a woman’s personality from the scent she was wearing. Whenever I smell a familiar scent, whether it is back at my home town or some place diff I would think of the same person wearing the scent. Scents remind you of people and so do songs that people relate it to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I was really “scent” high, was actually feeling all happy and cheerful the whole day. I have my eyes on the Ralph Lauren Cool perfume!! Its blue and red…gosh smells nice!! Now I know what to do when Im feeling down!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/ralph%20lauren.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115425088776707395?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115425088776707395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115425088776707395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115425088776707395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115425088776707395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/scents-aphrodisiac.html' title='Scents : An Aphrodisiac'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115200455841786398</id><published>2006-07-04T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:15:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Catching up on the PAst~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Just yesterday I met up with my best friend Lavanya FINALLY!!! She went to India after her mid way through her form 6 to do med and i have not seen her since...Even the few times she came back i did not get the chance to see her!! It was all so bad timing and finnally i saw her yesterday!! Met up with her at Jusco together with Sanji who is studying in Aust another close friend of mine and Balveena who is also studying in Aust...Haha you can say that all the people who are on holidays met up for we have nothing better to do here in Ipoh lol.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;Gosh i missed her...There was like non stop talking and catching up to do...sooo much catching up to do..with all of them... So many changes too... It's amazing how one year or two can change someone so much. Time just flew right by us and we had to go haih... But there will be more meetings soon...there is suppose to be one today if i can get my ass of this chair and move but gosh the weather is killing and i lost all mood to do anything!! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;Oh dangit, two more weeks to college!!! I dun wanan go back!!! Dun wanna start studying its a horrible semester!!! Academic writing, malaysian studies, Pr writing, Pr II, Comm project management ( that's hell)lord help me!! haha and darn my neck hurts like hell!! oh well wanna go piggy out le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;tataz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115200455841786398?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115200455841786398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115200455841786398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115200455841786398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115200455841786398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/catching-up-on-past.html' title='~Catching up on the PAst~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115200158370216162</id><published>2006-07-04T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:53:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~A summary of the last week~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Well as much as I complained about being in Ipoh and rotting my head off, my "mom" Nadeem and Radlin came to IPoh for a visit, well Nadeem came down to straighten his hair and Radlin just for a break...nway Sneha and I went back with them, the following day, it was on a Friday and my cousin invited me and my friends for a party, more like a private party for the launch of Camillia's new album...lol...I was excited! firstly a private party then well local celebs but it was not like i went starstruck...no biggie... It was at Liquid and by the time we got there most of the people were there already...we mingled and guess what there was free vodka!! oo and chocolates! haha so we found a table and sat and drank and drank... Then Camillia performed some of her songs and then the dance floor was finally open... It was great just finally getting to dance and loosen up my body.... Saw sooo many cute guys there but....too bad...for two reasons...=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Went back about 3 plus and crashed...and guess what...thinking that since I'm on a holiday and we just had a long night yesterday plus drinking i could sleep but nooooo!! Had to wake up at around 12 for DANCE PRACTISE!!! argh!! was sooo tired, body aching and grumpy....ended up  being forced to dance at rad's place... So basically the whole week was dance practising!! for hours!!! few songs at a time!!! haha...this is all for the qualifying round on the 30th of June to represent Taylor's for the intercollege dance comp on the 14th of July!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;So on the 30th, we went to Main campus all dressed up and made up and waited for our turn... It turns out that after auditioning your not allowed to stay back and watch the other teams perform in fear that people may copy moves so gosh we went all the way there performed for less then 5 mins and got nothing to do... We performed, showed the judges ( hehe) then had to leave and wait for a call at night if we got it or not!! Eek!! So we all went to Asia Club for pool and cool drinks...then went back to change for clubbing...Foam party at liquid!! Well most of us din go in the end coz it was too expensive and erm...too many gay guys... and it was too late so we wont get our money's worth... So Nadeem, Rad and Nadeem's lawyer guy went in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Next day, woke up, packed and went to PUdu to get back here....sniff was supposed to rush back to go Penang but i cant get an earlier tic so there im back in Ipoh again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;ooo btw i got a new roommate, Yuvi from indonesia...long story another entry to tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;tataz!!&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/20496425-115200158370216162?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115200158370216162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115200158370216162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115200158370216162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115200158370216162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/07/summary-of-last-week.html' title='~A summary of the last week~'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115083039384546508</id><published>2006-06-21T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:06:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another DAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Ah what did i do today that is so special that i have to blog about? lol...NOTHING!! thats the thing... As usual i woke up, washed up, went down, walked the dog, cleaned up his mess, mop the whole of downstairs, made breakfast ( oo yea i did make breakfast), then watched tv till my mom came back... Then went to the ENT (ear,nose, throat) doc and got a second opinion on my lump...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Went in and found a friendly looking doc there...All smiley and stuff...made me comfortable...Then he started checking the lump...Ask me to go into another room and da da daaaan the same procedure!!! Sticking a long tube into my nose!! I was hoping i did not have to do that since i did it last time but Nooooo..I had too... SO i laid on the bed and he stuffed the tube right into my nose!! Yuck and ouch!!! and into my throat!! gag and yuck!! Then its done....haih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Im fine...the lump may be due to infection...an operation is not necessary yet... I just have to monitor it if it gets bigger then the operation is needed so far I can just let it be...Yay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;So then went to Jusco to shape my eyebrows lol and then to cut my hair...I hate that hairdresser! Firstly she never cuts the style i want to, Secondly she is so inconsistent!! Now my hair is too short and thin!!! Like i needed that...haih..i really need to change my hairdresser!! But the hair wash was relaxing!! I needed that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Hm then in summary, posters ( ooo i did 5!! and im proud of it) btw its a favor that im doing for my friends for this competition on NIE...so campaign thingy and they needed posters...oh then dinner,dishes, pasar malam,friends, online and prob more friends and then bedtime...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Isn't this interesting...*grins sarcastically* wooohoo cant wait for tmrw...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;*hugz and kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115083039384546508?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115083039384546508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115083039384546508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115083039384546508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115083039384546508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another DAy'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115056896151509844</id><published>2006-06-18T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:29:21.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eek!! An operation?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Haih just about a year back, I found a lump slightly below my right ear and it has been growing since...Now it is the size of a small fishball and it is quite visible...Parents did take me to see a speacialist and she gave me some med but said it was nothing dangerous, and some people do have them due to sinus or some infection which cost bateria to disturb the lymph nodes and stuff le... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;So anyhow the story sorta ended, but then recently my mom realised it got bigger and started to get more worried when she was at the salon and people were talking about it.. It seems this kinda cases are common but the people just go for the operation to remove it just to be on the save side so knowing her believing everything she hears insist that i go for an operation now...eek!!! I hate hospitals!! The thought of an operation is making me sick...But funny im not really worried about the operation or whether the lump is anything harmful or not ( for i did not go for a scan yet) what scares me more is staying alone in the hospital...haih... and then as everyone knows...the hospital bill.... I have insurans but haih u know the shit they put you through le... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I dun wanna i dun wanna!!! argh its ruinin my holidays!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115056896151509844?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115056896151509844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115056896151509844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115056896151509844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115056896151509844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/06/eek-operation.html' title='Eek!! An operation?!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115013180243433779</id><published>2006-06-13T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:03:22.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of Action or Words?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt; I was browsing through a copy of Elle magazine when I came across an article written by Michelle Bong titled More Than Words. It caught my attention and I would like to add on with my opinions and viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;The writer started by defining how love is in the modern times for women, most women wants a man of action. One who would sweeps us off our feet by carrying our groceries, and surprising us with romantic dinners and impromptu weekends in Bali. But sometimes, the “all action no talk” style can be detrimental. There is nothing quite like a man who can dig deep, articulate his feelings and speak from the heart, as she says. An articulate man as she defined is one who can move his woman by telling her what she wants to hear and mean it too.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;It’s sad to say that most men can’t bring themselves to speak of love, so it’s unfortunate to say that the era of love letters, and dates which consist of moonlit strolls in the park or a shared milkshake is beyond it. Which words would one prefer? “ Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, or a simple “ I luv you” on the sms? Well most would say it’s the delivery that counts. Well I am not taking sides.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;In my opinion both are equally important, you can’t have one without the other. Too much of one would also upset the other. Therefore both in good dosage is what a woman needs. Let’s start with a man of action, yes your man would be there to take you out for romantic dinning and shower you with gifts but is a close shell. How is a relationship to work when there is no communication? When I said words I don’t mean words of Shakespeare or corny ones but meaningful words, words from the heart that one actually means. Besides the exchange of words, communication is, like I kept emphasizing is important! Talking about life, what’s going on in one’s life, the family and friends is a part of communication and it is baby steps to a good relationship. It strengthens things more then any gift one can afford to buy. For material things could never replace communication between two loving couples and make up for the lost time between two couples.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt; But this does not mean action is all bad. Who would not like a man who would take charge once in awhile, who would make the decisions and be there, a strong wall when all seems hopeless? How about a man of words? One which showers you with sweet words, quotes from “Shakespeare” that will bring you back in time where poetry is the way to a woman’s heart. But what if he does not mean it? What if its pure words, a horrible way of wooing the helpless and the desperate? How about a great guy who always plans to take you somewhere but never got to doing it? Promises you things and never fulfilling it? Should have, could have, and would have… things that people promise or would want to do but due to some reasons never get to doing so. To some extent it discourages people and hope looses its meaning. Empty promises would be the word to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt; So there you have it the pros and cons of a man of action and a man of words. Like I said before I personally prefer a little bit of both, a man who can communicate with me and tells me what is in his heart, what is he thinking about, be romantic and charming when it is necessary and also a man who would stand up and make decisions, be a man and does what he promises to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;=P (&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Proud to be read&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115013180243433779?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115013180243433779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115013180243433779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115013180243433779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115013180243433779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-of-action-or-words.html' title='Man of Action or Words?'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-115013144002317766</id><published>2006-06-13T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:07:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be or Not To Be; That is the question!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#336666;"&gt;Well as you can see in my title and in the words of Hamlet, to be or not to be? To me this is really ambiguous for it really depends on the situation. But right now the only thing that’s for sure in my life is… gosh I have no idea. For many people it would be an easy question to be answered.” I would finish my medical studies and graduate as a doctor/surgeon and live a perfect live with a perfect husband”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am currently doing Mass Communication and majoring in Public Relations and am already in my fifth semester and suddenly I find myself getting hit with something…reality… Is this really what I want to be doing? As in Mass Communication? I don’t see myself as a journalist as much as I love the fact that my articles and my thoughts would be published and be read by people.. and I dun really see myself in advertising either… I am not creative! Now how abt public relations? Gosh I have to deal with people… I am actually a naturally shy person when it comes to the first impressions.. I dun usually do well.. In Public Relations one have to be strong-witted, hard headed, confident, up and about and I am still lacking of the above… still the same ole lazing me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden thoughts you may think? Well I have been compared to people continuously in my whole lifetime by my mom… Somehow its never enough for her, my results, my achievements are just acknowledged by a nod and sometimes rewards but my failures will be bombarded with lectures and comparisons to my better off friends and relatives… One day after talking to my friend about how she is leaving soon made me realized that all around me my friends have what you may call high ambitions and high aims in life! In my group of high schoolmates I have 5 studying to be doctors, about 4 going for engineering, one a dentist, one a lawyer this is to sum up how high flying careers they are aiming for and some are already on the track… And then my mom had to make a comment about how when there is a high school reunion and everyone is back to “show off” their achievements and if I am not doing well, would I have the face to show up during the reunion when everyone is doing so well on their own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I don’t see myself as a doctor nor a lawyer nor an engineer. I am not too sure what I want but Mass Comm seems the best choice rite now. The closest to what might be my interest but my mom doesn’t seem to see it and till now I can see that she still disapproves it and hope that I do something better… She is dampening my spirits plus after talking to a cousin of mine who is also doing Mass Comm, she majored in Public Relations then opt to Journalism and now she is doing her industrial training for VIDA and a few of her articles are being published in the mag, she have seen celebs, been to launches, basically been there done that and I wonder to myself would I be doing that? Can I do that?? Am I capable of it? Well not the writing part but being out there and doing what a Mass Commer should do.. But if it is not Mass Comm then what else?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost right now.. I am one who wants it big, a high flying career, independent, and enjoying the fruits of my labor but looking at my slacking self rite now I am doubting it. My mom keeps on saying how I don’t aim higher then what I have right now I seem to be happy with my I have but I am actually not. Only at moments like this do I have a sudden burst of inspiration to do way better to aim for the stars and pull myself together but after I switch off this com it goes back to slacking and when college reopens, studying last minute… going out too often, last minute work…gosh!!&lt;br /&gt;I am really lost and I really don’t know what to do with my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my title says and so does Hamlet ‘to be a Mass Commer or not to be; that is the question!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future is but a thick fog; uncertain..a wrong move and it would be detrimental, a right one and I’ll be satisfied… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#336666;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Proud to be read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-115013144002317766?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/115013144002317766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=115013144002317766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115013144002317766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/115013144002317766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-be-or-not-to-be-that-is-question.html' title='To Be or Not To Be; That is the question!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114864902728652789</id><published>2006-05-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:10:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting just waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Finally i have left KLIA and now im waiting in the Changi airport for my next flight to Melbourne at 10.40pm.... Lots of waiting..kinda getting bored.  My sis and i was walking around the airport and found the free internet usage booth so we got excited and started hogging...lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Looks like my time is gonna be up... Just wanna say hi and that i miss everyone back at home and just too bad you guys have to be stuck in Malaysia while im here enjoying the nice weather and most definately cute guys!!!! hehe... will update soon...muaks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114864902728652789?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114864902728652789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114864902728652789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114864902728652789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114864902728652789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/waiting-just-waiting.html' title='Waiting just waiting'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114858435370242601</id><published>2006-05-26T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T03:32:16.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few more hours to go till Aussie baby!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/untitled.1.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="280" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/koala.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Like the title stated im going Aussie!! But before i can get excited to go i have not even start packing...My sis already packed..Hm shows my enthusiasm... Weirdly i am not really excited about the trip.. PArtly i guess the idea has not sunk in yet that its tmrw, more like few more hours away and partly i have some unfinished business... Ok it is not as horrible as it sounds le but i have some matters with a close friend that i have not settled and i wanna before i leave.. I want things to be like before when we can talk the whole night away, so carefree...now all we have is awkwardness around us, a formality n it sucks to the max... I just cant let it go because of what we have been through and he means so much to me and yet i seem to be hurting everytime.. Now it is his turn to burst and not be able to handle it and ironically it is all that i felt last time when i could not take it anymore but somehow in his case im the one who is wrong and the saddest part is he keeps saying things wont be like before and he is so fed up ( i hate that word..it keeps ringing in my head) with everything, sick of getting hurt and not being appreciated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We talked actually, kinda settled it but then he had another outburst which looks like everything is back to before... I really feel hopeless, I don't know what to do to make things better when i want it to so badly... He seems cold and distance already to me and it hurts so bad.. I actually asked myself do i really have to loose him? will things be like it was before?? I can never know for it is up to him to allow it or not. For me i am oh so ready to change and correct things so that they will be like before but for him, he seems to be giving up and to not giving me a chance and i don't know what i can do but to hope and pray. Its up to him... if he could just let everything be and see how it progress im sure we will end up like before... haih... im leaving malaysia with a heavy heart knowing things are not settled here... Not too sure if i can totally enjoy my holidays but then again i do need them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh well, i have a long holiday up ahead, 2 months to be excat.. dunno what to do..should i work or should i waste my life away sleeping hehe... im doing so well in that... everyone is going holidays!! my dear is going to KK too on the same day somemore...what a conincidence...will miss him too..and i cant contact him..haih... heck i have to sleep already...will update y'all on my trip! PICS!! muaks!!&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/20496425-114858435370242601?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114858435370242601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114858435370242601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114858435370242601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114858435370242601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/few-more-hours-to-go-till-aussie-baby.html' title='Few more hours to go till Aussie baby!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114837487264466200</id><published>2006-05-23T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:20:36.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals are over and Da Vinci Code was a failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Finally after all the slogging Semester 4 ended!! No more assignments, no more quizes, no more events and most of all no more exams!!! Its all over?!! And what did i do on the night after my exams?!! Sleep! ish...lol at first the plans was to go clubbing at Q Bar then haih some probs came up and ended up i was torn in two again to either go drinking with rad, sneha,jason and stuart at Alexis's place in Bangsar or just hang around with Nadeem n Van.. but before i could decide i had to wait for Leon for he was helping Mr Phua with something.. For two days.. When the fella finally finished he came to my place showered and knocked out...gosh!! So what can i do but stay in and watch movies.. hmph...oh well he was darn tired nway... then what did i do the next day?!! basically my days were spent sleeping like a pig and not doing much. Great way to start my hols oh btw during our examination the lecturer was nice enought to tell us that our holidays is extended till July 17!! Two freakin whole months!! what am i suppose to do?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nway on Friday believe it or not Eli and Zhi came to KL to chill and hang around!! Their parents actually allowed them too. So the night before i went to my dad's place to buy my NEW phone!! hehe Sony Ericsson W550i played with it the whole night then the next morning chilled around for awhile then went to pudu to pick them up. Then we went Mid Valley to shop!! oh and to get the tics for the movie DA VINCI CODE. Went to eat at burger king laughed at the fact that zhi was so excited about the drink dispenser machine then went SHOPPING!! lol then later at night Leon came and picked us up and brought us to Asia CAfe for supper and to let zhi and eli see the ever so famous Asia Cafe. Went back then crashed hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next day, Zhi's aunt sent her driver to pick us up and bring us back to her place to see her new house which is an apartment suite and oh my gosh its HUGE!! Three stories high and the deco around the house! I cant even begin to describe it. The lower ground floor there is a pool table ( haha leon would go crazy) drum sets and all then their rooms are all HUGE HUGE with tvs and all...haih... oh btw ZHi's aunt is damn hot.. lol gorgeous looking... so nway we went to LOT 10 for lunch at some Hong Kong style resturant and we had an overload of dumplings.!! the aunt ordered soo many diff dishes and they all had dumplings..hehe &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After lunch Zhi's aunt and her son went back and left her driver at our expense!! gosh... so we walked around lot 10.. did SHOPPING!! then at 5 met the driver and he took us to ONE Utama where more SHOPPING was involve till Leon came and joined us then went back to freshen up and take the tics which ZHi forgot to bring along..Dinner at drive thru coz we were late for movie. Rushed to Mid Valley, got snacks then waited in line for the much anticipated movie The Da Vinci Code. Inside i sat next to Leon which Zhi sat next to Eli behind us. The movie started and i was so excited... as it progressed i got more and more disappointed. It might be the environment or something but i hated the actors.. even Tom Hanks.. Mind you i read the book one too many times so i know the characters throughly and all of them dun play their roles well...sniff sniff... plus half the movie was in french and there werent english translation to it!! ish so i had to read the Malay Subtitles. The flow of the movie was ok only... There was barely an suspense!! I got more thrill reading the book!! At some point it gotten boring and i hate the fact that they (the producers) were rushing to fit everything in that the important parts were not given att.. I hate the fact that they showed how easily Robert Langdon and Sophie Neveu solved the problems and clues like it was an everyday thing. They barely show any of the cryptology skills either like deciphering codes and all. All the showed was Robert Langdon looking off into space and poof he gets it!! haih... a disapointment...For those who have not read it they wont understand a thing also le. Would be confusing..Haih i waited for a whole year and the passion i have for the book all came crushing down.. and oh yea when i came back i found out that my church;s priet gave a speech and encourage catholics not to watch it.. my parents decided not to watch and even my little sis decided not to watch!! gosh!! make me feel bad now!! double ish!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh well i better stop my ranting for my faithful readers especially *ahem* leon would say i am long winded...hmph!! i will rant on in another post then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;tataz!&lt;/span&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/20496425-114837487264466200?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114837487264466200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114837487264466200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114837487264466200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114837487264466200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/finals-are-over-and-da-vinci-code-was.html' title='Finals are over and Da Vinci Code was a failure'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114736799885826439</id><published>2006-05-12T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:07:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Night 5th May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Another orientation night for the new intakes of Taylors’ College Petaling Jaya. This time the theme for the night is Beach Party. As usual we were asked to perform and we did an upbeat song called Babughi ( lol I dunno the actual spelling sorry if im wrong) wearing parios for once something colourful and bright instead of our usual black top. The event started at 7.30pm and the students mostly came casual but some dressed up very beachy, with wrap – arounds, some even with straw hats, surf shorts and slippers lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our performance was the last as usual, closing performance. So most of the time we were just walking around nervously. What I was disappointed about was that I could not enjoy the food served! It was served from The School Of Hospitality and Tourism. The food looks good! I heard there were salmon, chocolate cakes, and lots more food. Reason why I did not eat? Well I was gonna perform and I cant possibly perform with a full stomach now can I?&lt;br /&gt;The performances were, capoiera dance by some students, it’s the launching of the new capoiera club.( I wanna join), lucky draw, magic show, a dance competition ( minor one random dancing) and our performance. Sadly by the time our performance was up many people went back because it was too stuffy in the hall and I guess they were bored or their only intentions of coming were for the free food. Hmph. I was actually a bit disappointed with a friend of mine too. I was so glad he decided to come for the event after much persuasion but he did not stay for long. Half the time he was upstairs then I saw him going off with a few friends before my performance. Was disappointed he did not see my performance but oh well..it is his choice.. At least my other friend stayed for the whole thing no matter how boring the event was and I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we were up, the crowd was cheering like anything! They turned off the lights and the disco lights were on…whoa the effect.. The crowd was encouraging therefore we all felt good and I think we did well.. Then there was free dancing and the event ended.. Oh my friend managed to snatched me a goodie bag and whoa the things in there, coasters, two celcom starter kit, a mini portable radio also by celcom, some biscuits, biore men’s facial wash ( no use for me) hm that’s about it. Ooo Btw they were just handing out gifts halfway through the event and I manage to get a T-shirt and Ponds whitening cream…hehe ..eh I have to fight for it ok and was pushed badly by someone… but I got it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then its Asia Café for dinner.. I was starving!! Then chilled for a while with the usual gang plus extra people, there were Vanessa, Nadeem, Sneha, Rad, Jason, Stuart, Charlene ( his gf), Jit, Melcom, Leon and me. After dinner I went back and knocked out.. Was darn tired.. Another day ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tataz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002655.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The students and the buffet table...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/100_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/100_2575.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Group pic all in beach wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/100_2576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/100_2576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/100_2576.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/100_2576.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Group dinner at Asia Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114736799885826439?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114736799885826439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114736799885826439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736799885826439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736799885826439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/orientation-night-5th-may-2006.html' title='Orientation Night 5th May 2006'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114736757929024449</id><published>2006-05-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T01:33:33.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Ball 2006 @ Klang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;On the 30th April 2006, we attended our first dance competition which is held by a catholic church’s youth community. Actually this is how it goes, our friend Stuart from the Hotel school asked us a favor to take part in the dance competition held by his church. But we had to pay RM30 and as usual Nadeem jump at the opportunity so yea we took part. It was held all the way in Klang and at some hotel’s ballroom. It was grand, the setting and all.. So we went there early as usual, test the stage out, did our makeup and hair and chilled around. We got a table to ourselves and then the event started with a speech from ‘father’ and live band performances. They were sooo good. Stuart’s band took part too and they say Mr. Brightside, Far Away! And one more…can’t remember now…&lt;br /&gt;Then there were singing competition too. Actually there were three girls who stood out, one sang a song by Shakira, the other My Valentine ( I totally melt) and the last sang Hero by Mariah Carey. She was good too but the decision is made by audience choice so the girl who sang My Valentine won. Then came our dance competition. I found out we were only against another group just the two of us so it’s either winning or loosing. Eek!!! We were up first, and we performed sirichi sirichi while the other did a compilation of few songs, the guy was really good but it was more to free dancing rather then choreographed steps. Anyway in the end, The other group won…..we got second as I would like to call it..hehe =P we walked away with a trophy and goodie bags..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Another great experience, going to a new place, meeting people, and learning.. oh the food was bad btw..horrible..buffet style but gosh bad…sniff sniff. 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The end pose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002643.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="206" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002654.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002654.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We got 2nd place!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002654.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/20496425-114736757929024449?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114736757929024449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114736757929024449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736757929024449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736757929024449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/youth-ball-2006-klang.html' title='Youth Ball 2006 @ Klang'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114736670946140861</id><published>2006-05-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:58:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01.02.03.04.05.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;Read this in the newspaper? I’m sure you all have.. At precisely 1hour 2 minutes 3 seconds after midnight on the 4th of May 2006 the numbers will read 01.02.03.04.05 and this will happen only once in each century and we were lucky enough to be able to experience it in our lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;            As usual, these kinda events got me all excited. I remembered I did not get to celebrate the millennium for I was too young and to my parents these kinda events are no big deal. I was disappointed but oh well that is over so for this event I got really excited and wanted to do something special. I wanted to either go drinking with a big group of friends or just do something special. But unfortunately this falls on a weekday and the next day we have classes and I guess not many people were so excited as I was so we did not end up drinking or anything but hey I went out with my little group of friends, we went for MI III which btw was a really good movie, then went to Asia Café for dinner and played some pool then finally went to Ah boy ( a mamak stall nearby Rid) to yam cha and kept checking our watches… Finally the time came and we all made our wishes and hug. Nothing special but I was glad I was with my friends and we had a good time even though it was nothing out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;            So what did you do??!! Share with me any interesting memorable experience you had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114736670946140861?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114736670946140861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114736670946140861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736670946140861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114736670946140861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/05/010203040506.html' title='01.02.03.04.05.06'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114568780475071901</id><published>2006-04-22T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T15:26:13.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update from where i left off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Well this would not be a little update.. Somehow there seem to be a lot to catch up on but i can only do as much based on my memory power so forgive me... Before i start I want to vent out my frustration that this would be the second time i am writing this!! Ok now back to the updates. I have not been back to Ipoh for more then 4 weeks, been busy with so many performances, events, exams,assignments..the list goes on and on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;First there was my mid semester examination...gosh dun ask.... just thought of mentioning what kept me away for that weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Then came the charity dinner for A Woman's Aid organization which was organized by&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002520.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002520.0.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the Semester 6 students and they were my friends therefore i had to go support them. It was at Mango Tree and the tics were at RM 60!! lol..but the food was nice, fine dining but buffet style..lol Italian cuisine!! hehe...the place was nice but we ended up at the garden area, All in all not a bad event and they manage to raise more then they estimated!! Well done!! My turn soon =s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Then came a performance at Rawang, this is a performance for (believe it or not) a TUITION center's high achievers!! It was a buffet dinner in a big hall and parents, teachers and students were sitted together... We performed two songs, gemini, gemini, and halla rei and the others performed asmaradana. By the end of the day there was this lucky draw session and ooo guess what i got a gift!! an iron! lol and then sneha got a hamper!! followed by Nadeem!! the mother and her two daughters!! what luck!! People probably think it was jinx or something for so many people at our table got something...tee hee... Then when we were about to go back our lecturer told us, they are paying us RM 400 which we divided among ourselves and ended up each got like RM34 (dun ask about the 4). Oh btw we went to Mr Kumar's house and its nice...not bad!! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;The following week was our event!! Mass Colympics which was held at 3K Sports Center for those who did not know and it was a sporting event for the Mass Commers and their lecturers. After weeks of planning and stuff it was finally here!! the event went well i would have to say... Turn up was not bad and i think the people had fun...din u guys?! Oh well the whole day was running up and down doing this doing that, and ooo by the end of the day it started raining like anything!!! pouring!! i was drench wet!!! hehe been long since i got wet by the rain.... Had to clean up and close the event.... was sick for two days!! lol but alls good...I'll let the pictures explain themselves.. Im glad i had the opportunity to organize this event...was an experience..Thanks guys for supporting us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002555.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002555.2.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;The warm up session, lead by representatives from Fitness First gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002559.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tug-of-war session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002587.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obstacle course&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002594.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002594.0.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sem 4 cheerleaders!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002609.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lecturers all hype up in the game!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002607.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our IDTP lecturer! Mr Phua "good luck to you" Smile for the camera!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/P1002614.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002614.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organizers, Sem 4 Public Relations students...&lt;br /&gt;All ten of us... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then the following week, Indian Cultural Society had an event for the upcoming Tamil New Year. I had to perform 4 songs to fit in the space..was darn tiring... but the event was nice...there were food, people selling bindis and bangles and lots more... A colourful event!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/P1002531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well thats as far as i can remember for now...On the 30th of April we have another competition..It's a church event and my friend invited us to take part so we'll see... Then on the 5th May there is another performance for the newcomers Orientation..hehe....busy busy..no point in me complaining about my assignments for it would be boring and whiny....but to sum it up i did not sleep for many nights...not in a row le... but still....Been sooo busy!! oh well now i gotta bath my dog, help my sis with her bday party, do IDTP!! Im back in ipoh and i cant enjoy myself! argh!! before i know it i have to go back kl! ish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tataz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114568780475071901?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114568780475071901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114568780475071901&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114568780475071901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114568780475071901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-update-from-where-i-left-off.html' title='A little update from where i left off...'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114336895891350321</id><published>2006-03-26T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:35:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self esteem -Narcissism or humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;Well what is self esteem we would ask? how is it properly defined? WEll according to wikipedia, self esteem or self-worth includes a person's subjective appraisal of himself or herself as positive or negative to some degree.Or as social psychology would define it, as how we, the people preview ourselves and carry ourselves about. Is it important one might ask? In my opinion, it does matter for it plays an important role in our life. Someone with a very high self esteem of himself or herself can be confident and proud and be viewed as a narcissis by other people or in other words a bitch? BUt at least he or she knows what he wants in life and is sure of getting it. But when it comes to someone with very low self esteem of himself or herself, one would be insecure, paranoid and this gives other people the opportunity to walk all over you and push you around and take advantage of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#336666;"&gt;Therefore self esteem must be well balanced out both with a little narcissism and humility, to create a well balance person. Hm... unfortunately i cant apply it to me...My self esteem of myself is below average...And it somehow decreases whenever i am around people who are so confident of themselves... holding their head up high and knowing they look good and r sure of getting things they set their mind on. I really do admire these kinda people and really hope i can be like them one day... I always think i am a simple jane and somehow feel that i loose out to the more confident people. I feel so small next to them. I don't know how to act whenever i am around them and it sucks more because i am around them almost everyday.... Is it as easy as pulling myself up and changing my perception and being more confident? hm mayb.... and i am trying...but can't blame me with recent issues my self esteem drop even lower... I was used and made a fool ! and i fell for it. I was so depressed and din have anyone to turn too..And thanks to him i feel so low and insecure right now...haih...but im getting over it..as usual pulling myself through again..=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#336666;"&gt;This whole self esteem thingy is an issue now for me... Trying to bring it back up..Im worth it...Im nice, easy going, talkative, i care for people..somethings too much, humble...hm..Im worth it!!! =) lol..sounds like some self inspiring blog...lol..heck we need it once in a while to make us feel better because some people are just out there to make u feel bad about yourself and bring down your self esteem...Oh well enough of this..Im stuck here blogging while sneha, rad and nadeem are cuddling outside in blankets watching a horror film and i wanna join already!!! im freezing here too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#336666;"&gt;tataz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/untitled.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/humiltiyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/humiltiyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;The picture one the left is narcissis gazing at his reflection in the river admiring his looks and the picture on the right his Jesus being so humble he is washing the feet of a normal villager despite his status... narcissism versus humility&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114336895891350321?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114336895891350321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114336895891350321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114336895891350321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114336895891350321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/self-esteem-narcissism-or-humility.html' title='Self esteem -Narcissism or humility'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114321349791925567</id><published>2006-03-24T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:18:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get misunderstood and taken for granted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;         I get misunderstood!!! People don't understand me and it hurts me so when they make false judegement about me. Everything that i am commited to do i have given a 100% and only once in a while i slack off and due to that people use that against me and blame me and conveniently forget about the things i HAVE done. I am only human why is it that my mistakes are always a big blaring red sign saying blame me i have made a mistake and the things i have done and worked for is easily forgotten? Why am i always blamed for what other people do ?? And then they conveniently blame the group and not that particular individual?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;                        Right now whats on my mind is my dance practises...It hurts me so that my choreographer is mad and actually posted a bulletin complaining about how he has to go around asking us to go for dance practises and he is mad that we always involve our personal issues and tiredness when it comes to dance! It frustrates me so, because in actual truth I AM always the one there first, waiting to dance and when it comes to the practises i actually do the whole routine properly without messing much up with full energy... I never go for cigarrete breaks and take like a gazillion years to come back i never have my bf there to distract things nor have i throw a tantrum about being too tired and just walked off... I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE.... ok like i said before i am only human...when i am really tired and slack off a bit or ask for a cancelation of the dance practise i get blame to hell!! What really hurt me was that i has hold up by an assignment which i stayed up whole night to do and did not get any sleep, then i had to drag myself to college for classes and to hand in my assignment, a little request of canceling the dance practise ended up to a bitter bulletin on friendster by my chereographer... I was sooo tired.. and it was just a day!!! and if in the past it was always due to good reasons.... when my chereographer has meetings he has to attend i would wait at the mamak for hours for him to be free...sometimes after all the waiting he cancels the practise and all the waiting was in vain. but if i was late for practise for like 5 mins i get messages from him saying its ok you dun have to come its up to u since u take the dance so lightly...etc etc making me feel sooo bad!!! I AM ONLY HUMAN and mind you i have never let my personal issues mix with my dance practises or anything else...It has always been kept inside and i have always put on a facade that i am fine and try to put on a smile so why do i get the blame for other people's fault?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;                        Why is it that when u go to somewhere new and when u start off close to someone the people automatically judge both of you as one?! two peas in a pot, with the same attitude and behaviour??! I am sooo different from this gal, she has her views and i have my views, and yet people totally forget or not bother to know me and judge me according to her personality? I dun have a identity!!!!! why cant people know me and judge me for who i am and not other people?! and this applies to even my friends... I am being blamed for things i do not do!!!! like i said for the dance I Am ALWAYS THERE! i love dancing!! i give it my all!! ok maybe there are times where i disappoint my chereographer but i am only human and we all make mistakes but i dun think i made that much mistakes and give that much problems till he has to complain about the dancer and include me in the bulletin.... It hurts so much for this judgement... I am being misunderstood and generalised!!! why is it that all the good intentions in me seem to be misread and being pushed around? Do i have to be a bitch to be heard, not to be taken for granted? To be a bitch where i am numb to all feelings and emotions?!! Is that what i have to become to survive in this harsh cruel world?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114321349791925567?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114321349791925567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114321349791925567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114321349791925567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114321349791925567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-get-misunderstood-and-taken-for.html' title='I get misunderstood and taken for granted!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114321106921249218</id><published>2006-03-24T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T22:37:49.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt...Made a fool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;                        I have realised how vulnerable i have been lately...Coming to Kl i am beginning to loose my identity and to question whether should I change to be " accepted". Smoking, clubbing socializing was never my cup of tea but it seems to be the "in" thing... That is fun and if you don't go along with it, your a mood buster, a wet blanket, "uncool" person. Do i have to give in to be accepted? and how far would i go just to be accepted?! Does it really matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;                       Anyhow...lately i have been so vulnerable, wanting someone to be there to care for me and to understand me and to see me as who i am and accept it...in other words i have been" desperate" to look for a good guy... One who would be there for me and cheer me up and support me through anything... and i was a fool enough to believe the words of this guy who ended up treating me like trash... He started off like any guy like him would do with the charming sweet talks and wanting to know me better and all and without a doubt i did admit i was attracted to him for a moment... and was actually living in denial that though my heart tells me he is not right for me but my mind refuse to believe it and want to give him a chance... Well his ex gf wants him back and she has been trying... I dun really know the whole story but few days ago i have not heard or seen from this guy G for some time only to find out from my friends that he has some "family problems" i actually pitied him and wanted to be there for him only to find out that it was not a "family problem" but his ex.... She tried commiting suicide by jumping into a pond...* smirks* got herself admitted into e hospital where her mom and his parents got involved... Makes me wonder how was or how desperate a girl would go to get her bf back.. In my opinion its lame and low of her or is it not? Do you really do somethng like this to get back the one u love? Was it really love? or was it just a competition for her..? I'll never know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;               Anyway, when all this is happening he did message me telling me he loves me and that he wont let any shit come between us and no matter how many people try to not make it work he will never let that happen...*Bullshit* in the midst of all this he can message me that.... Then one day, like every other normal day i go to college oblivious of anything that is happening, i suddenly got a phone call from his MOM!!! something abt his phone bill getting high and she noticed he has been messaging me bla bla...cant remember the crap le...and then his ex messaging me saying that she is his gf and that they have been together for 6 months and that he promised her to back off from me and all so she would appreciate it if i stop mesaging him. Mind you i never was the one who started messaging him...He did and after that mesage he still did... Then i got worked up, was angry that he never explained to me what is happening so i messsage him asking for an explaination and he conveniently off his phone.  The next day still nothing from him but i got another message from his ex saying something like G only got with me because he was insecure about her because she lied to him a few times so she ask me to not feel all that...wth?!! still nothing from him...then during dinner, my friend showed me a message from him, plz if u see amanda tell her to stop messaging me because i got back with my ex.... HE DID NOT HAVE THE DECENCY TO AT LEAST MESSAGE ME!! he has to message my friend...did not have the decency to at least explain to me!! I would understand you know!! And they call themselves men!!! I feel so used and such a fool....I have seen this coming and yet i let myself be a fool!!!He is not even worth my tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;                      Feeling so low right now, wanting my friends to be there and cheer me up but instead they are going clubbing.... In their opinion why am i feeling so down about it? at least we werent in a relationship but i just cant help feeling low...my self esteem abt myself what is left is gone down the drain....feeling so low.... who r my true friends? But of course i wont want them to be stuck with me when they want to go an enjoy themselves rite? Well... ill get over it...i always do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114321106921249218?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114321106921249218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114321106921249218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114321106921249218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114321106921249218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/hurtmade-fool.html' title='Hurt...Made a fool!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114305210780028092</id><published>2006-03-23T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T02:28:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling vulnerable, plz dun hurt me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dun know if its the lack of sleep or the stress from everything but lately i have been feeling sooo low....and i dun know who to turn too... A plea for help and silence in response...wandering with no sense of belonging... a white rose on broken glass... paranoid...insecure...longing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It has been hell....whatever i do seems wrong...whatever i am being faced with is testing my better judgement...people are being mean, selfish, and childish...things are being misunderstood..the longing is growing, the confusion expanding...work is piling, body weighing down, cash-running low, being misjudged, trying to be different, wanting to be accepted, doing my best, focusing, wanting, realization, mad, irritated, missing, self esteem, being hurt, - Fear-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Few words to describe me...Too tired to put it in sentences...would turn out confusing anyway...so why bother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/guardian%20of%20earth.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114305210780028092?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114305210780028092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114305210780028092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114305210780028092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114305210780028092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/feeling-vulnerable-plz-dun-hurt-me.html' title='feeling vulnerable, plz dun hurt me....'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114271084570540288</id><published>2006-03-19T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T03:55:29.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance at UCSI!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Gosh lately all i can think about is dance dance and more dance...There have been so many offers and we have been so busy. The most recent one was a dance at UCSI as guess performers on their Indian Cultural NIght. We had to go for auditions which we of course got through then on Friday, the last day of exams we had to go back for a full rehearsal and gosh it was like ICS 2 repeating itself!! there wasn't any air cond!!! It was sooo freaking hot!! And there were so many people running here and there increasing the temperature in the hall! God free sauna!! haha Then Sat, woke up, found out ridzuan had no electricity...damn!! had to take all my things to nadeem's place...showered, put on make up and did my hair then we all left for UCSI at about 5..The event only started at 7.45 pm plus and we had to wait for 5 performances before we got our turn.. Was sooo nervous..The hall was full! and oooo guess what!!! Resh MOnu A( is that how u spell his name) was there!! for the lucky draw thingy!! and ooo he was impressed with our dance!! haha...MAY....Be we can perform as back up dancers for his next video clip?! =P haha fat hopes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Then came our turn! finally!!! lol the response from the audience was great! They were cheering on like anything!! lol...it was great!! Then just sat around till we got really bored coz there were too many singing performances....Got bored plus it was late already therefore we left, had dinner then went home...now im here uploading pics and blogging..haha... I quote nadeem " NEXT practise!! monday!!" unquote! lol that guy never give it a rest! lol...next event...9th April! wooohooo...lol bring it on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114271084570540288?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114271084570540288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114271084570540288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114271084570540288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114271084570540288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/performance-at-ucsi_19.html' title='Performance at UCSI!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114262160807185917</id><published>2006-03-18T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T02:53:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of You</title><content type='html'>Selena; Dreaming Of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish on a star&lt;br /&gt;That somewhere you are thinking of me too&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS I:&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you ever see me and&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know I'm there&lt;br /&gt;If you looked in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Would you see what's inside would you even care&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close but so far&lt;br /&gt;All I have are dreams of you&lt;br /&gt;So I wait for the day (wait for the day)&lt;br /&gt;And the courage to say&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you (yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS II:&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world that I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you&lt;br /&gt;And I still can't believe&lt;br /&gt;That you came up to me and said I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you too&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dreaming with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Til tomorrow and for all my life&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming with you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus II till fade]&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gosh this song means so much... It is what i am going through or doing right now...lol..anyway i  loved this song since i was very young!!! and still do!! nway the second half has yet to happen...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114262160807185917?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114262160807185917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114262160807185917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114262160807185917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114262160807185917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreaming-of-you.html' title='Dreaming Of You'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114253370579556608</id><published>2006-03-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T02:28:25.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to crawl under my comforter and die...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        Its 2.17 am and i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an exams coming up tmrw...and for this exam, MArketing believe it or not till now at this hour i am still totally clueless about this subject...Im serious no kidding...absolutely 100% cluless.... Gosh and i cant bring myself to study...I dun have the mood and im to worked up about the things i am going through rite now... It's like someone is testing to see how far i can take it before i actually do something stupid to end it all... I am being tested to my furthest limits and i am beginning to brake under the pressure... God help me! I really do need your guidance right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;          I need someone to tell me what to do.. To guide me because I am already totally lost right now.. everything i decide to do seems to be wrong!! Today i have already been on the verge of tears twice!! Sitting down at starbucks i almost cried!! Wish i did, wish i could just let it all out!! Why is it so confusing? why am i being put through this emotional torture? I am feeling physically, emotionally and mentally drained.. I need my life back...I need to find out who am i and what i want...and get my priorities back in check.... oh gosh....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;             i cant crap anymore..,my mind is getting blank by the moment...Im exhausted... i like him so... i need to get out of denial...and get over him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114253370579556608?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114253370579556608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114253370579556608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114253370579556608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114253370579556608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-want-to-crawl-under-my-comforter-and.html' title='I want to crawl under my comforter and die...'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114150802166055853</id><published>2006-03-05T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:33:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 5.11am and im up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;               Gosh its finally over!! What a hectic week, and with a snap of my fingers its already over!! haih.... Firstly the performance on 3rd of March in Spice Garden for some Indian event....gosh it turned out to be a social gathering where men gather to get hook up by women... But we were just performers...So half the day we hang out at the terrace waiting for our turn getting bored and me getting irritated with someone...Then Rad overheard a conversation where a man asked the MC lady how much we cost!!! what an insult! argh!!! and gosh the people there we rich snobs!! Looked at us from up and down and some with disapproving looks! whatever.. At least we got paid for performing and its an eye opener for us to the real world, and what kind of people are there... and well we got free liquor from the bar... good news for some so they hit it and gosh...citizen high to citizen low...that night was sucky for me le....i was so irritated and pissed...oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;             Then we got home, slept and had to get up early for dance audition for UCSI on their Indian culture night.. was so tired. had to travel to Cheras, performed, then went back, me n sneha went to the saloon to wash and blow dry our hair since it is in a bad condition after Friday night's performance, then went back slept for an hour plus then had to get up and get ready for our final performance which is for a Spanish night organised by the Hotel School..Gosh the food served there looked so nice!! the presentation and all...Made me wanna join Hotel School just for it...so nice...Anyway then came our performance and guess what?!!!! I MADE SOO MANY MISTAKES!!! OBVIOUS ONES!!! argh!!! was so depressed!! in front of so many people!! haih..then someone pissed me off again so i was kinda in a bad mood till later that night.. We were served some nice drinks!!! Red wine with some fruits, sherbet!!, Long Island, some other drink and gosh thick chocolate drink with a bit of rum! haha nice nice!!! Then the night is over, and we hang around for a while while they clean up and we sat around and chatted with gary and all...Hey at least my group of friends are expanding...to the Hotel school! hehe..Then we all went to pan bakery to eat then to ridzuan to chit chat then all went back...Now im here typing away coz i cant sleep thanks to the teh ais! argh so im blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;             Ah finally the whole busy week is over now have to focus on studies coz the exams are coming up...haih..i got one week break! yay! haha...ooo i can sleep without setting the alarm! that is nice! yay.... bored...i love the song by keith urban; tonight i wanna cry...so meaningful! haih.... busy busy le...i need a holiday!! oh well im out le..wanna watch sex n the city then zzzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;tataz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114150802166055853?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114150802166055853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114150802166055853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114150802166055853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114150802166055853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-511am-and-im-up.html' title='It&apos;s 5.11am and im up!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114095983253078498</id><published>2006-02-26T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:17:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little summary of what i am going through!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well well sem 4 is just a blast!!! I am going through hell right now... lets start with the assignments, i have a crm group assignment which is nt going anywhere because noone is  bothered to step up and discuss the next meeting for the assignment, then there is the IDTP assignment which i have not even read what the question is about and it is due this week, Marketing assignment, individual due 11 March where we have to crap up to 10 pages long on multinational organizations and how they overcome problems...crap.. Social Psychology individual assignment, its not so bad bt i haven come about doing it...haih and finally PR assignment which i am almost done just left the report..argh!!!!! And on top of all that i have to practise dance everyday coz we have two performances coming up, one on the 3rd of march for the Cultural night, some party for the international students and the student counsil comitee and the second one is on 4 march for some spanish night for the hotel school...Hope i get food over there! i better!!! hmph...all the effort...been sooo busy ...and oooo to top that up since i am in Public Relations and i volunteered together with 9 other people to take charge over organizing an event. This group is the only group doing it practical whereas the other PR groups just plan and all through theory... So we are organizing the mascolympics something like a sports day... so start all the job of looking for sponsorship, materials, bla bla anyhow i and sneha are in charge of the fun raising...ooo yay! gosh... so firstly we planned on having a movie screening which we will charge about RM 3 per movie..it will be carried out next week...=S so gosh all the planning and asking for permission...then the second fun raiser would be a car wash....gosh heahache headache... all this in the month of march and and MY MID SEMESTER EXAMINATION ARE COMING UP!!! and i haven started studying...gosh i am sooo clueless abt marketing and CRM...fuck!!! haih.... see what i have to go through?!! im going crazy!! and gosh the friends problem...lord help me le...i can only take this much...sniff sniff... oh good its off my chest..now u can sympathize me..! hehe...life!!! oh well and i haven eaten!! argh!!! where is my friend!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tataz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114095983253078498?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114095983253078498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114095983253078498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114095983253078498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114095983253078498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/02/little-summary-of-what-i-am-going.html' title='A little summary of what i am going through!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-114045012303725365</id><published>2006-02-20T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T02:26:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys Are so Fucked up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well i am not stereotyping nor am i passing a judgemental comment on all guys. There is still hope for the male gender thanks to a particular few but gosh the rest is either fickel minded, egoistic, jerk asses, full of themselves, brainless dimwit!! ok im being too wordy thats beause im too frustrated!!! Well im 19 this year and i had my share of boyfriends, the hardships of it but im not afraid to admit this i have never been in love...( yea believe it or not). Firstly i had and still have the fear of getting hurt therefore i never really put all my feelings on the line. I hold back...yes i am to be blame too... and secondly weirdly i have not really found a guy i really liked... Their all either really good friends or buddies to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Now that i am in college, yes i have met a few guys, there was a point i liked a guy but unfortunately he was taken and heck we din really have much in common. Then i had a few people liking me ( mind you i am not boasting at all) but unfortunately our personalities dun match and i was not attracted to them. Then came this guy who was soo sweet and he well showed much interest but yet again our personalities dun match and to stop costing him further pain i told him its better to remain friends...WHATS WRONG WITH ME?!! why do i not like anyone?! or do i deny it or i expect to much? Then comes P a collegemate whom people would never guess i would fall for him but i did.. I fell for him badly. I admited i like him to my friends and threw my pride away and told him twice!!! He does response, he tells me he likes me too and when we hang out we have a blast and yet in college we act like we barely know each other ( if u get my drift). For him, friends comes first and he is not ready to drop everything for a girl or go all out to spend time with her and all i am asking for from him is just a little bit more attention, and a little bit more of his time. Im not asking much... GOd he kills me...he gives me hope and yet he pulls back....Im in a wave of emotions rite now....He comes to me telling me he has problems and when i wanna help him he pulls &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/one.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;away... I have to be the one to call him out.. WHAT THE HELL shouldnt guys be glad when a gal likes him? Why is P's response so complicationg?!! i dun know what he wants... he is playing with my emotions so badly it hurts like hell and this is one guy who came close to me liking him soooo much.... it could even be love but ill never admit to that... Im not asking him to be my bf just gimme a little bit more of his time and attention... Fuck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Now to top it up, since im so depressed over P and nt getting wat i want, i found out some guy from hotel school is interested in me and i cant deny that i noticed him around coll too... So ooo good news, new person, someone out of the usual gang and the mass comm group. At least i can widen my group of friends. Anyhow he got my number then we contacted each other, he started calling me baby and darling and sweetheart already... lame i know...but amusing, sweet.. Well the catch,  not few days ago only i saw him with a gal, around coll he is always hanging out with her. They are a couple and when he asked me out i asked abt her only to find out they broke up. So i thought to myself hey now there may be a chance,single, sweet...but i know i must be careful with these kinda guys.... true to my words just today as we were on our back from college passing ridzuan gates we saw the whole gang including this guy and his ex gal and lo and behold his hands traveled to her ass and if we were not mistaken there was some squeezing action involved....haha "best friends" rite...then he messaged me and i ignored and then he asked my friend what happen and she told him and here is the funny part... he told me and i quote" hey its just a goodbye hug it did not mean anything..." haha so there was ass squeezing involved and also a huge...what else a goodbye kiss? haha... what kind of guy is this? he can message me saying it does not mean anything, i love u and im being so honest with you....HAHA! if i cant trust u now what more later?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Thats why guys are so fucked up!!! One cant decide what he wants in life cant appreciate the one who wants him and the other cannot stick to one... GUYS! Am i cursed?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-114045012303725365?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/114045012303725365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=114045012303725365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114045012303725365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/114045012303725365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/02/guys-are-so-fucked-up.html' title='Guys Are so Fucked up!!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113976337135617758</id><published>2006-02-13T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T01:03:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling emo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/2george_la_tour_magdalene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/2george_la_tour_magdalene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* George La Tour's famous Penitent Magdalene. ( I somehow feel like her right now and most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already 12.40am and i am not asleep yet...Im actually the opposite.. Im wide awake and to make it worse im wake awake feeling emo! ish... songs i am currently listening to are. - MYMP Tell me where it hurts, For all of my life, Phil Collins - you'll be in my heart, Lindsay Lohan- Conffesions of a broken heart and the list goes on n on. Whats with my mood today? im feeling so moody and i have no idea why! ooo and i have a sudden passion for paintings...im trying to understand them, There is more then meets the eye and i want to try and understand the painter's point of view.. lol..this is totally non related...well forgive me but my brain and my thoughts right now r very scattered therefore im just writing whatever i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;Oh i spend my weekend at rad's place and it was fun... Just lazing around and watching *cough cough* movies... Oh before i went over to rad's place me, my cousins, rad and nadeem watched the movie Prime! and i have to say i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;enjoyed the movie! Well i would elaborate more on it in my other post right now i just have to say gosh i think i will be like the gal in the movie!!! wont say how, dun wanna spoil the movie for those who have not watched. On the same topic i was bored one day and so i read my horoscope and guess what it says??!! I will find love( yay!!) but it WONT last long but there will be memories...what the hell!! its proven im cursed!! even my starscope says so!! anyhow during the movie i sat next to my cousins and nadeem and rad sat right in front of me and throughout the whole movie somehow i can relate and RAfi ( character's name) has some gay friends too and i was teasing rad n nadeem and was hitting their heads and all and after the movie while we were walking out gushing abt how cute the actor was it hit me how much nadeem n rad means to me! I feel so comfortable with them and i feel like i can talk to them abt anything! I thank god so much for allowing me to meet up with these two individuals in the course of my life! thanks guys! you dun know how much u mean to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hey my mood lifted!! lol...looks like blogging is good for me... distracts me from what saddens me..! lol... I DUN WANNA GO COLLEGE!! haha... oh well i gtg and get my beauty sleep..tataz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113976337135617758?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113976337135617758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113976337135617758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113976337135617758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113976337135617758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-emo.html' title='Feeling emo!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113949453962758598</id><published>2006-02-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:15:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasting My Own Medicine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;  I finally realise how my friend feels!!! Im getting it back....I know how it feels to like somebody and to have a great time with that someone and realise that it is a two way thing to realise that the one you like doesnt really make an effort to be with you or turns you down when u want to just hang out or go out just to be with his friends.... I finally know how my friend feels...=s and it hurts...like hell... I am in an emotional turbulence an emotional wave that goes up and down and crashing on rocks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;           Being with him makes me smile, makes me happy...cheers my day, makes me want to see him everyday and just chat the day away and be with him. I am myself and i feel accepted, he is there when i am down ( well sometimes) and the small little things he says warms my heart... Well sounds nice doesn't it? Life is not candy coated where all is sweet and well.... I want more! i want him to care, i want him to take the initiative to find ways to be with me and to ask me to go out once in a while and to show that i do mean something to him but unfortunately i am not getting any. The many times I look at our schedule to see where we both have the same breaks so we can have lunch, the many times i asked him to join me for lunch was just turned join just so he can be with his friends and im quite sure he doesn't even know my schedule. The many times i ask him to go out only to be turned down again... Just when im feeling all dejected and depressed he comes into my life again and be the guy i know and come to like but does it last? The very next day, we are strangers when we meet... A simple hello is barely exchanged... Why this? why this split personality? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;           I have always tried to be there for him. Always trying to cheer him up when he is moody, always trying to reach out to him, hoping he would open up but he would never... He never talks about himself and yet sometimes he can get so down till he sees no purpose in life.. It hurts me so to hear him say these kinds of things but what else can i do when all i get is a wall that is standing between him and me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;          Thats what i meant by i know how my friend feels. The amount of times i have dissapointed him by turning him down for outings.... and not noticing the simple, sweet things he does for me, how much he cares.... I have never really acknowledge the things he does for me nor the signs but in my defence i do not want to hurt him but it turns out i was hurting him more and i do know how he feels now, going through it myself..being in his shoes for once... The amount of dissapointments...all that i try to do to make him realise only goes to blind eyes... I am being put through this emotional torture and for what i do not know. I do not know why i put up with it and torture myself everyday... he effects me so much till it actually effects my mood for the day... If  he was nice to me n we had a great time i would be in a great mood all smilling but he ignores me, or worse walks off on me i would be so depressed till the verge of tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;         Trying to forget him is not simple but i am trying... I am trying to not put so much of my feelings on the line for it most probably would be hurt. Life would be much easier if he remains a good friend..Im so confused, hurt, depressed.. yet everything happens for a reason and i am beginning to strongly believe in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113949453962758598?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113949453962758598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113949453962758598&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113949453962758598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113949453962758598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/02/tasting-my-own-medicine.html' title='Tasting My Own Medicine..'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113877329764456767</id><published>2006-02-01T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T13:54:57.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpy Chinese New YEar n an unexpected experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At last, the long awaited Chinese New Year arrived... On Friday after college, I went to Subang Parade with Sneha, Amresh and Leon to shop. I had to do some last minute shopping. Just HAD to get a pair or at least a new top for CNY. Was walking around, then Sneha and Amresh went to withdraw and stuff and I accompanied Leon to Bumiputra Commerce so he can open a new acc. Waited in the car while he settle his stuff... Then went back and met up with them to go to BLOOK, a boutique that has really nice outfits. Well found a few tops i really really love... I loved the colours too and decided to get two tops though it just burned a hole in my pocket... Then Leon send me to the KTM station where i met up with my cousin and went to my aunt's house. Rested for a while then started our journey back to ipoh at like 4am! To avoid the mad rush but it was also crowded already... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;               Finally got home, barely able to say hi to my dog and mom, rushed up blindly to my room and crashed till early afternoon. Then woke up, repack and then continued e journey to Taiping. Gosh its a hectic day! Reached Taiping after 2 hours compared to the usual 45mins, ish unload the "truck" lol the amount of things we brought back to Taiping!! The car boot was so packed! Relaxed, chilled, then had to start getting ready for THE dinner... I helped curled my sister's hair, decided not to do mine then changed.... DINNERTIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;              Gosh all I can think of was FOOD!! was so excited for CNY for the FOOD!! My aunt's cooking!! ( da best). Truthfully speaking food during dinnertime was dissapointing. Was not nice! It was at some restaurant. Then went back to grandfather's place, hang around, chit chat and then went back to my grands on my mom's side. More eating...cookies! ( yes i know its late night, bad for health, bla bla...ITS CNY!!). Then slept.. Next day, church! draged myself off bed showered and changed and went to church! After mass we got blessed mandarin oranges!! lol and watch e lion dance performance for a while then went home for photo session... * click click* then FOOD!!! lol this time aunt's cooking!!! yum!!! "chai choy" ( i dunno how to spell it le) some vege dish!! LOVE IT!!! eat eat and more eating!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;              Then the youngsters all hanged out, playing cards, talking, EATING, drinking...lol DAMN WEATHER though!! ish!! soooo freaking hot!!!Well the continuing days are like this let me summarise it for you, Wake up, EAT, watch tv, EAT, talk,EAT, walk dog, EAT haha lunch= EAT, afternoon nap...tooo hot.. dinner= EAT! haha all i can remember doing the whole time is eating!! gosh help me! my college mates wont be able to recognise me le! Gosh the food!! speaking of it makes me hungry now!...dangit!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;             Well the unexpected event...well lately le about a year already i felt a lump near my right ear.... It does not hurt but recently it got bigger and at some angle its noticeble...My parents were getting worried therefore we went to see our family doc...He said its most prob some infected lymph node...but he advised us to go consult an ENT doc....So today we went to consult an ENT doc, my uncle's friend.. The doc was really friendly and nice explaining everything...She said it was most prob just infected and nothing to worry abt but to be sure she suggested I take a blood test and some nasal tube test thingy...hehe forgot the medical term... I was kinda nervous!! HAte needles!!! phobia!! ish!! Took the test it was fine...but...the nasal thingy!!! OUCH!!! I lied down on e bed, the doc sprayed something into my nose, it was so bitter and it made my nose numb....then.... gosh she took this long metal tube!! inserted it into my nose and was pushing and asking if it hurts...then she went to the right nose and i guess she found e openning into my throat and just push it all the way it! GOsh it hurt!!! and was so umcomfortable!! Tears just came out!! I was crying mind you, just the body's reaction!! haih...finnally its done... The nose examination came out good! all is clear...Now im actually blogging while waiting for my blood test result...=s kinda nervous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;             Well sad to say none of my friends knows about this...well i have tried telling some but i guess they were to busy or thought i was kidding or something for they did not show much concern or ask on... BUt oh well wouldn want to burden them with it right? But I think all is welll.... Just kinda wish that some friends would at least show some more concern for me ya know? Got me thinking, if there was something wrong..WHO would actually be by my side and support me when times are bad? My family most definately but my friends? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;           Oh well enough of this gloomy subject le...Im hungry!! lol ...think im gonna go get lunch then getting me test results!! =s...byez&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/20496425-113877329764456767?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113877329764456767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113877329764456767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113877329764456767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113877329764456767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-chinese-new-year-n-unexpected.html' title='HaPpy Chinese New YEar n an unexpected experience'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113783699301313376</id><published>2006-01-21T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T17:49:53.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation night for TCPJ n TCHT students!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;Well well as usual Nadeem got an offer for us to perform on the orientation night for the new intakes during their orientation night party which was held yesterday. For a week..well actually only 4 days we practise a whole new song called halla rei ( ok i dun know e spelling but its from the movie nil and nikki). Nadeem did not know the steps to the song he actually chereographed it as we go along and believe it or not we finished the whole song in 2 days!! The other 2 more days were for practise only and polishing up the steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then with a snap of the fingers, its friday!! It was a tiring day...i slept late on thursday had to wake up for classes on friday then waited for Nadeem and Sneha to join us at college...Practised for a while then i had to run to the Lab to retrieve my IDTP work from my student X drive to find out that i cannot log in and the ICT ppl said they are experiencing some problems and that they are working on it and it will take abt an hour to two! WTH!! so i gave up and decided to redo my work only. Went down waited for them to finish their luch then decided to go and buy the mounting board myself first... Then was already dying to go back so i can rest and get ready for the dance had to wait for Mr Kumar to come down from whereever he was just so he can pass something to Nadeem. Finally when i got back to ridzuan...laze for a while, took shower then tried to curl my hair...BUT unfortunately in all the rush i did not manage too! made a mess out of it so i decided to ask Melanie to help me. Sneha and i went to her place to get our hair and makeup done. Took so long to curl my hair and it was not what i wanted then comes the make up...gosh im cursed le.... I always somehow will face either wardrobe or make up problem when it comes to performing!!!argh!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This does not mean Wendy or Melanie does a horrible job..they are great!! But i think somehow thick makeup does not go with my face or something...i looked like a ghost after my makeup and i was freaking out already coz i was late.. rushed back to my apartment and had to redo and touch up here and there then finally only im a bit satisfied.... Sneha did her own make up and it was a little bit more elaborate then usual makeup but not really stage makeup so i looked like a prostitude or something...* haih*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nway we finally got there and gosh...the occasion was grand.!! I felt like i walked into a Prom night! People were so dressed up!!! As in beautiful dresses, heels, and handbags!! and the guys were also nicely dressed up! The area was nicely decorated plus e lanterns for CNY added to the ambience. There was a DJ too...nt bad nt bad. Why din i get that for my orientation!!!hmph!! Anyhow my dance was like e last one but i assume it would be early but I was soooo wrong! The party started like 7 plus and my dance was at 9.30 plus. So basically it was waiting, waiting and more waiting! I was so damn bored and nervous!! At least my friend was there to accompany me through sms....We din really take part in the events coz it more for the new intakes so we just sat around doing nothing... Oh the food there looks great! it was from e hotel school and it was a buffet BUT unfortunately firstly they din know so many would turn up so the food was nt enough and secondly we were performing soon and din wanna dance with a full stomach therefore we din eat. I did not get to try the food and it looks so nice...=s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There were other performances too such as an Indian instrumental thingy...a singing performance by a Korean guy, there was lucky draw too( i din get anything) and this juggling thingy performance by a fellow hotel school student name Keith if im not mistake. He was juggling liquor bottles which were flaming at the bottle's mouth! It was so cool and he looked soooo good! *drool* hehe... then there was an Indian tradisional dance too and finally finally ours!! =P whoa!! the crowd was anticipating something and we gave it to them with a bang! The grand finale!!! hehe... I cant even put it in words my feelings when i was dancing...the cheers, the applauses and the ppl taking videos!! I loved the whole moment.! One of the things i love most to do is performing!!! And this was different somehow coz last time it was all for competitions only and well we were performing for majority Indians only...but this time it was an event in college where soo many diff people were there! so many new faces!!! An opportunity to knw more ppl and be noticed... =P Hey im single, i can look ok!! Then there was free dancing! That was great! We were all dancing and mingling...got to know some of the new intake mass commers...It was all fun! The only sad thing was...the irony...we practise a song for like a week sometimes till 3 weeks or more then when we perform it is for like 5 -7 minutes only and we are done....Its like such a waste...hehe i feel not satisfied and wanna dance more!!! lol...im a dance freak le!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then finally rad and all wanna go home already.... But before that DINNER!!! I was starving already by then! So we decided to go Asia Cafe as usual..I went there with Leon and Matt first coz Rad had to fetch Shalini and Sneha back and then they joined up with us...So while waiting we decided to play a round of pool but before i got to play my friend called me and i went out to chat with him..Then finally e guys cames and we had dinner , chatted and then went back...We were all sooo dead tired... oh well im literally relating the whole day's events of last night lol...ooooo so many people came up to us telling us we danced great plus nadeem got more offers!!! yay!! we even got praised in ridzuan while eating!! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh well i wanna go back to sleep now.... sooo tired plus my body's aching!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113783699301313376?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113783699301313376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113783699301313376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113783699301313376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113783699301313376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/orientation-night-for-tcpj-n-tcht.html' title='Orientation night for TCPJ n TCHT students!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113672788913014675</id><published>2006-01-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:44:51.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash: When we are moving at the speed of life, we are bound to collide with each other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/1600/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6116/2054/320/crash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My father brought back this movie which he got from a friend. Said it was very nice and that Oprah recommended it. Oh well let me give you a little bit about this movie for those who have not heard of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" A provocative, unflinching look at the complexities of racial conflict in America, CRASH is that rare cinematic event - a film that challenges audiences to question their own prejudices. Diving headlong into the diverse melting pot of the post 9/11 Los Angeles, this compelling urban drama tracks the volatile intersections of a multi-ethnic cast, examining fear and bigotry from multiple perspectives as characters careen in and out of one another's lives. Noone is safe in the battle zones of racial strife. And no one is immune to the simmering rage that sparks violence and changes lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A Brentwood housewife who thinks that people of other colours are useless and not dependable then finds out that the only one who is there when she needs help is her maid who is of colour. This got me thinking what really is a friend? A friend is not really a friend till he or she is there for you when you need help, support or just company. A Persian store owner who has everyone thinking that he and his family are Iraqis. How they are being mistreated and insulted. Two police detectives who are also lovers. A black television director and his wife. They were stop by a white police officer for check up just because they are black and the man was humilated to do the drunk test when he did not drink at all and he was forced to watch while the police officer molested his wife while not doing anything in fear of creating a scene. A Mexican locksmith..( oh i love this scene) about a man who works 24/7 n has a daughter who lives in fear of bullets coming through her window for they once lived in a bad neighbourhood. Her dad gave her his "magic" cloak to protect her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The whole movie revolves around the lives of these people, and how their prejudices lead them to wrong decisions, or their racial discrimination which caused them to live in fear of other races and putting the blame on other people. Makes you think how the world has become.. It's sad to think that there ARE such things going around and IS happening still. Oh well watch the movie and then you would know how i feel right now. Feel free to include comments... WORLD PEACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113672788913014675?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113672788913014675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113672788913014675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113672788913014675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113672788913014675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/crash-when-we-are-moving-at-speed-of.html' title='Crash: When we are moving at the speed of life, we are bound to collide with each other...'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113672488915928232</id><published>2006-01-08T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T20:54:49.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Sem 3 n hello Sem 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;                       Well Semester 3 is FINALLY over!!! Thank god and i thought it would never end! Now we are all on a four days break actually less if it weren't for the public holiday... I'm back in ipoh resting, hibernating and rotting....im sooo bored here coz my friends are like busy with tuitions and all or that their parents wont let them go out coz school has started...so sniff im stuck at home...and dreading going back to KL! I dun want semester 4 to start! It's too soon! i have 5 subjects and another hectic long semester and to make it worse we are all divided into our majors already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993300;"&gt;                    March intake will no longer be known as March intake... haih... i am depressed...lol im being a drama queen too arent I? Oh well coz i have nothing better to do!!! Im sooo bored i need to get out and do something!!! Anyhow there is nothing i can do about it but to face sem 4 as it comes!! at least im looking forward to social pshcology!! should be nice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113672488915928232?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113672488915928232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113672488915928232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113672488915928232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113672488915928232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/goodbye-sem-3-n-hello-sem-4.html' title='Goodbye Sem 3 n hello Sem 4'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113638723643199463</id><published>2006-01-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:07:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be knocked on e head for blogging!</title><content type='html'>Well well it looks like i am addicted!! gosh i realy should be kicked or knocked in the head for doing this! Im sooo freaking lazy! You wanna know why?! i have exams tmrw and i am still not studying!! nothing going in! Well I woke up today like abt 2 then went down for breakfast/ lunch, then tried to study by e pool with Nadeem and Van finished few chapters but nothing went into my head! then went back showered and went out for dinner with the two, rad n leon...As usual, spend some time there and by e time i got back its like 10 and now look what i am doing?&lt;br /&gt;                Arent i smart?? Im soooo freaking lazy by mind just refuse to study! Refuse to take anything in. When i was really young i used to think that my brain was like this box and that it has reached its maximum capasity and that everytime i have to memorise something i have to let go the other memories i have stored up in my brain! lol yea laugh all ya want!! Gosh my brain is overflowing!!! Can i dun study?? yea right...i wont let myself do so anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Oh well music i am currently listening to....Remember me this way!! by jordan hill..from the movie Casper The Friendly Ghost! I LOVE THAT SONG!!! Right now its on replay!! keeps playing over n over again! haih.....*dreamy* &lt;br /&gt;              Gosh i better get on with my studies! Will be a zombie soon! and turning nocturnal!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113638723643199463?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113638723643199463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113638723643199463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638723643199463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638723643199463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-should-be-knocked-on-e-head-for.html' title='I should be knocked on e head for blogging!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113638645994277172</id><published>2006-01-04T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:54:19.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas N a Crappy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Well firstly the year 2005 is ending and here comes a new year of 2006. A new year ahead, and god knows what is install for us next year. I know i am already partly there for i have been writing the dates down as 2006 by mistake a couple of times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway im in my room now, with sappy songs playing and no plans for new year! Im alone n to top it off something bad happened... which totally ruined my day... A good start u might say for year 2006... will the whole year be like this? i dun know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me start with the words LOVE IS BLIND! and i so believe in it. (not that i am experiencing it..im saying it from an outsider's point of view) It makes u blind to anything and willing to do anything for it... To maintain it till any other reasonable aspects are blocked out and sometimes friendships are affected. I guess u would say love comes first. Well who am i to say, i have not been in love therefore i would not know how people in love are feeling or why they would sacrifice so much for the other... It just hurts to be the friend who sees the other side to it and feels sorry and the victim of misunderstanding...But what the heck! as i said before i guess LOVE IS BLIND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well MY new year's resolution?! what can that be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be my own master. Not be affected by what people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to care so much for i have realise that i am taken for granted and the things i do for people are not appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Focus on getting a Dean's list for every semester! And to finish my diploma with good results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Not too think so much and just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Be with people who care about me! realise they exist and not wallow in self pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do the things i want to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ooo get more money... work or earn it..something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Go and eat at Italiannies( i think thats how u spell it) at OU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. er get a car?? lol this is one resolution i cant stick too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Get my life straighten out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the last two is just crap i cant think of anymore for the moment and i wanna make it ten so... i crap! will update it later when i think of anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE! for those who are celebrating it with ya loved ones or close friends appreciate it!! u dun know how lucky u r!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks!!! &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/20496425-113638645994277172?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113638645994277172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113638645994277172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638645994277172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638645994277172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/merry-christmas-n-crappy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas N a Crappy New Year!!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113638611783238859</id><published>2006-01-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:48:37.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought For the DAy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;As I woke up today, obviously late in the afternoon, my sleep was disturbed by the glaring sunlight and the heat! Argh!! So I drag myself off bed, got down and urm laze around.  Then it was time for lunch and I drove out with my dad and sis along. The weather had changed then, it was cloudy and windy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;                  Anyhow, while we were having lunch it began to rain heavily, pouring. As we were watching a woman walking slowly to her car under the pouring rain, my dad made a comment… He told us that he came across a magazine article (if he is not mistaken its reader’s digest) saying that it is scientifically proven that even if you walk or run under the rain, you would still get  as wet. Is that true? Can I get opinions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;               In my opinion, how can one be as wet if you walk or run? I mean would u be less wet if u run? By walking to a destination, it takes up more seconds, therefore you spend longer time under the rain, and then you would get more wet? Isn’t it like that? And the other way round happens, if you run towards your destination, it would take up less time… therefore you wont get as soaking wet as walking. So why this theory from reader’s digest? Anyone there to help me clear this up? Share ya point of view on this. For those who are interested le. I know some would think im too free to ponder on these kinda things, hey mayb I am bored or im just curious! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11th November 2005&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/20496425-113638611783238859?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113638611783238859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113638611783238859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638611783238859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638611783238859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/thought-for-day.html' title='A Thought For the DAy!'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113638597138513404</id><published>2006-01-04T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:46:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Memories Last Forever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; In our life all around us, we are filled with memories. Good or bad they are memories. Do they last? Is it sealed into our brains forever or do we need reminders? Little things such as maybe little pieces of papers with poems, messages or gifts or even a tattoo? It got me thinking on the topic of tattoos, on how far someone will go to tattoo the name or even the face of a loved one onto their bodies. Is it worth it? We all know that tattoos will last for almost forever, it leaves a mark so does it goes to show that your love for that particular person will last forever?  What if you break up with that someone? What then will happen to the tattoo? It would just be a mark or even a scar reminding you of the relationship that once was. Well it could be taken on a more positive level, where the tattoo would remind you of the great times you had or it could be a scar or a slap on the face of how horrible and dumb one had been… The irony.. Therefore do people still continue on with it? They do.. Is that love? Is it a symbol of Love? Do we need such things to prove our love?&lt;br /&gt; 11th November 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/20496425-113638597138513404?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113638597138513404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113638597138513404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638597138513404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113638597138513404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/does-memories-last-forever.html' title='Does Memories Last Forever?'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113637394165132565</id><published>2006-01-04T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:25:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing...Longing are they the same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are they the same? In my opinion missing could be defined as missing a love one, relatives, friends, and even a partner but longing…longing would be the sense of loss when the other is not around. It hurts and the need to be in ones arms or presence is stronger then ever. But longing does not come as often and surely as missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;                Longing makes you see small little things that one would not realize or take for granted. Privacy becomes a need and is held sacred. Thoughts grow and expand to unthinkable heights. Things around us seems more clear, we feel the wind, see the setting sky…feel love but not just merely physical, engulfing us in this warm embrace. Yet there seem to be something missing… a void.. an unexplainable feeling..lost? The boundaries of life, the held backs, culture, religion has a part in our decision of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;              Therefore one would never be totally happy and would not be able to do what the heart wants for who would want to be the bad apple of society?  The sense of longing is then developed slowly and unconsciously.. Will it be overcomeD? Can it? Longing…It is so hard to properly explain it in words. Something hard to grasp. It is easier to feel it rather then put it in words. Longing…Longing… ( 5th November 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113637394165132565?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113637394165132565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113637394165132565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637394165132565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637394165132565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/missinglonging-are-they-same.html' title='Missing...Longing are they the same?'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113637366793985753</id><published>2006-01-04T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:21:07.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;16th August 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wind is blowing strongly,&lt;br /&gt;It is getting darker,&lt;br /&gt;my surroundings are not much better&lt;br /&gt;and so is my mood in comparison&lt;br /&gt;like the wind,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it but yet I cant grasp it;&lt;br /&gt;Smoothly touching my skin,&lt;br /&gt;Undoing my hair;&lt;br /&gt;It is a whirl wind inside;&lt;br /&gt;Beating against the very walls of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Affecting my thoughts; my emotions&lt;br /&gt;Can it be overcome?&lt;br /&gt;Will wind ever stop blowing?&lt;br /&gt;Then only would the whirlwind subside&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/20496425-113637366793985753?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113637366793985753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113637366793985753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637366793985753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637366793985753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/wind.html' title='The Wind'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20496425.post-113637327215178953</id><published>2006-01-04T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:15:15.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a message</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well since I FINALLY created a blog after all the talk of getting a proper one i FINALLY did it! yay! nway this is not really my first time blogging.I used to blog in friendster n i din really like it so now im using this account but transferring some of my stuff here. They may be old mind you but heck i wanna retain them. So now begins my journey of blogging using blogspot! enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20496425-113637327215178953?l=manda-jolynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/feeds/113637327215178953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20496425&amp;postID=113637327215178953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637327215178953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20496425/posts/default/113637327215178953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manda-jolynn.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-message.html' title='Just a message'/><author><name>Yours truly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00305999984165624611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/97/38/7848379/30271053932751l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
