<?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-5318668722763651089</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:42:57.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstrukk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-405126219818097271</id><published>2012-01-21T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T04:17:47.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting The Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/19012012-1.jpg?t=1327135735" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(in advanced)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Chinese New Year Holidays have just started and I have like been given so much homework for the whole week. There are projects, sending e-mails, doing student council stuff. Gosh, what a holiday man! HAHAHA. I really gotta catch up which my studies as well. Not a holiday for a Form 5 student eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I shall like update about my week. Well, Monday started off kindda terrible because of Chapel practice for it was pretty messed up. I forgotten to start the practice with praying which was seriously horrible of me. Cause practice was pretty messed up, I was like worrying till Thursday cause Thursdays, we have chapel. But by the grace of God, although it didn't really sound that great like I expected but everyone was singing. Thank God for that. I've learned something through this also which was don't put too many new people in a worship team and don't choose too many electric guitar solo parts songs for new guitarists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy as usual anyway. I usually stay back in school cause I have no transport home and my mum has to pick me up late. The good thing is that I can get to socialize with people. Everytime I come back home late, I straight away have to go to tuition. It's super tiring and I do my homework till late nights. When there's too much homework, I usually procrastinate which is really bad.  Well, my aunties and uncles from Sarawak and Australia from my mother's side came over to my place to celebrate an early Chinese New Year cause they have to celebrate with their families as well. It had been really tiring and stuff. Have to shift rooms and going out with them until I have to procrastinate my homework. They all went back today and the good thing was I got lots of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpows&lt;/span&gt; from them and I'm waiting to buy my iTouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Chinese New Year holidays, there are gonna be lots of tests cause February is a test month. More and more stress. Not only that, there's netball selection coming up and I gotta be chosen to be in the team again. Then, there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kokurikulum&lt;/span&gt;. I really hope I'll be the vice president of Green House. Not to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perasan&lt;/span&gt;, I hear people saying that I may have the chance cause I was vice president in Form 3 before. Please, make this dream come true. My main aim for now it's to get these so it'll be in my testimonial. I need the feeling of self satisfaction alright. I just wanna be even more active in school. I wanna take up more responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know this sounds crazy but suddenly, I don't really mind going to NS. I remembered I kept telling myself "I don't wanna get chosen! It's a waste of time! Please don't pick me."I was like that maybe cause I kept hearing bad stuff about NS and that made me scared. LOL! I don't really care now actually. I think it's kindda good cause it trains you to be more independent. Sometimes, it depends on the place you're going. If I get chosen, then fine but if I'm not, then it's okay lah. Doesn't really bother me anyway. Main thing for now is to finish SPM and do well up to my satisfaction level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage-3-1.jpg?t=1327077472" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before I forget, Serena migrated to Aussie already on Tuesday and I miss her so much now. HAHA. I've enjoyed the times we had together in camps, youth sessions and during her birthday hangout with Francine, Craig, Colin, Benji and Ryan. Yeah, I hope she'll come back to visit more often. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/150120120021-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back from Aussie to visit and celebrate Chinese New Year and she'll be leaving on the 30th. When she came back, she has already got the Aussie accent which is damn cool. LOL! I want. Anyway, won't be seeing her two weeks. I also hope she'll come back again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed my posts are getting really kind of short maybe because there's nothing much interesting currently or so. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&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/5318668722763651089-405126219818097271?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/405126219818097271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=405126219818097271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/405126219818097271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/405126219818097271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2012/01/counting-days.html' title='Counting The Days'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-702318778328707528</id><published>2012-01-14T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:02:34.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Challenge Starts Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/060120121-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm back to blog again! Like finally. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, back to school already and school has been really hectic. Busy with homework, tuitions and school stuff. And I never knew the day would come when I'm already Form 5. It's just so fast and as I look back in the first day of Form 1, it was really funny when I got lost and I couldn't find my class. That was when I met my friend, Denise. She and I got lost and we went like around the primary school block. HAHAHAHA. We managed to find our way through Jessy's mum. Oh, the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of Form 5 was kindda relaxing. It wasn't that bad. Maybe cause we are still trying to adjust to school after the long holidays. When I came back to school, it felt really different. It was like "wow, we're like the head of the whole school" and teachers would be like "you are supposed to show good examples to the school cause everyone is gonna look up to you" and stuff. Every teacher would come into my class would say about the same thing. Some of them also would be like reminding us about SPM. I mean come on, we just need to chill a bit after all it was just the first day of school. We need to get adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed new as I came in the school when there was this socks rule where we had to wear the school socks and everyone was complaining about the socks. I didn't like the rule either but afterall, it was the last year for me so I don't really care and a year would pass by really quickly. I see friends in my form changed for the better and they're taking up responsibilities to serve the school and I felt that camp was really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the two weeks of school, I've learnt something. There were times that wasn't good in school but there was this one thing I've learnt which was humbling myself. Not to say I'm proud or anything but I expect so much from myself. Well, I should learn to give others a chance. Eventhough things wouldn't go way, I believe that God had already provided something better for me for He knows me better than myself and whatever things I do, I should always remember it's for God and not for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to journal down my thoughts and my personal feelings from now on. This really did help me sort things within myself and the great thing of journalling was nobody was ever going to question and judge me. I never thought I would start journalling and I thought it was pretty useless. Everything now is all about the internet and people don't realize that the internet is public and everyone is posting up their feelings and stuff. Most of their feelings are pretty stupid. No offense. Well, some is also not even my business to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year, I really do hope I've fulfilled my new year's resolutions I've made last year. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-702318778328707528?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/702318778328707528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=702318778328707528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/702318778328707528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/702318778328707528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2012/01/challenge-starts-now.html' title='The Challenge Starts Now'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2251583867646940165</id><published>2012-01-03T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:47:57.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarawak Again Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture057-1-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi everyone, first of all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Happy New Year yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Although I'm 3 days late but better late than never right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So I'm back from Miri, Sarawak and it was awesome. I went there for 5 days and I went there with my mum and sister. My dad didn't come along cause he went to Argentina for his mountain climbing trip. He'll come back before Chinese New Year starts. So I'm gonna like summarize what happened during the 5 days in Miri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture062-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So on the first day, we woke up at 3 a.m. and yes, it's REALLY early to catch a bus at 4 a.m. to the airport. Our flight was at 7 a.m. We reached at the airport around 6 a.m. and so we ate our breakfast while waiting for our flight. We arrived at Miri around 10 something cause our flight was delayed. When we arrived there, my aunt picked us up to her house. So basically, we stayed over at her house. Didn't really do much on the first day. We just went looking around the Miri streets and went out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/IMG-20111231-00140-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the second day, we went to the crocodile farm. Well, it was smelly obviously cause there were other animals on the farm besides the crocodiles. There this bird which was so cute. It repeated everything I say. HEHEHEHE. I loved that bird. In the farm, there was a horse and I rode on it. HAHA. I named the horse, Harry cause I was bored. So that's about the crocodile farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture055-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the evening, we went to a petroleum museum and we also went to the beach. I wanted to do a jumpshot in the beach but apparently it failed cause my mum ain't that good in taking pictures. At night, we went out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/fxwdr-1-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the third day, we were supposed to go to Niah Caves but so happened my niece and nephew, Trisha and Troy didn't have anyone to look after them. My cousin slept late and woke up late because she went out for countdown leaving the kids at home to sleep. So yeah, I looked after them. HEHE. They were all super cute. I love carrying Trisha and she'd be like "FLYYYYYY!". She made all the dinner outings fun. Every dinner, she'd be like holding the glass and say "YAAAAMMMMMSENNNG!". HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I really miss her now and according to my mum, she asked my auntie "Where's jie jie?" AWWW :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture082-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the fourth day, we went to Niah Caves. Well, it was really a good exercise. It was a 3km walk to the cave and 2km walk in the cave and we also used the same way coming back so we walked 10km in total. At night, we went for shopping and I got myself a jean vest and a grey top for 18 bucks each cause it was on sale. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the fifth day (which was today) was the day we went back home. On the way home, I went to school to get the school socks for it is now compulsory to wear the school socks .___. Anyway, I really did enjoyed myself in Miri. Overall, I really did have a fulfilling holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So holidays are over, school starts tomorrow and everything is back to normal. Time to start packing up the books, keep away the laptop and put on the study mood. It's gonna be a busy year ahead. Stress is coming back. Time to fulfill my new year's resolutions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2251583867646940165?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2251583867646940165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2251583867646940165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2251583867646940165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2251583867646940165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2012/01/sarawak-again-yo.html' title='Sarawak Again Yo!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1420608172985180430</id><published>2011-12-29T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:02:52.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life in 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/snapshot1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone! Yeah, from the title it's obvious that you all know what I'm gonna blog about. I know it's early for me to blog about this but the reason for me blogging about it now is because tomorrow, I'm going to Sarawak again but this time in Miri for a holiday with my mum and sister before school starts. So why not blog before I leave for Sarawak? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, my life in 2011 has been really awesome eventhough there were lots of down moments along the way. I still remembered I have made a lot of emo blog posts during the early months about my pasts and stuff. Not only about my past, but all the negative feelings about myself towards the things I didn't achieve like example my ballet results. Not to say it was bad, but the feeling of being left out in the class that I was the only one who didn't get Distinction. It was pretty hard to get over it. This time I chose to stop ballet for a while and focus more on studies. I still do miss ballet a bit actually but I'm okay. HAHA. Then, there was the time I got kicked out of the netball team because I go for training every once a week which wasn't my fault. I was focusing so much on my ballet exam. Not only that, there was the time where I almost changed church because I was sort of forced to but luckily I still got to stay back in my church although I can't participate in a lot of activities. These were basically my down moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Throughout this year, there were also misunderstandings between family and friends. Sometimes these misunderstandings can bring the relationship closer and help me understand them more instead of thinking about myself. Well, this year, I remembered I was like the girl who was really angry, pissed off easily, sensitive, over reactive, the girl who cursed a lot (I still do a bit but I'm trying not too), the girl who has issues towards small stuff and others if I can describe myself. Throughout the down moments, I was like that. Cause of that, I kindda forget about my family and friends eventhough they don't realize it. Forget as in, talk to my family (well, not so much no offence) and friends about my problems. I kept so many things in myself and I just don't share it out. Eventhough I don't share out my problems, I'm still glad there were friends who were there for me and stuck with me no matter what. These are what you call true friends. I remembered I kept complaining about this classmate of mine. The reason was because of his attitude and the way he posted up his Facebook statuses. I shall not go into more details but I'm so glad there was a class retreat and then, I realized that we should except everyone no matter what cause afterall, they are all my classmates and we should help each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then this year, there was this programme in school which was VERVE. I've enjoyed that programme a lot cause there were many things I've learned and got to know from there like my personalities and characters towards things. There were teamwork games too which made it a lot fun. There were things that made this year an awesome year for me which were the camps and retreats I went like example, Youth Retreat with the TTDI youths, Tanjung Karang with the Form Fours, Camp Sempurna with the school (excluding the Form Fives due to SPM), Class Retreat with my class (Form 4 Science), HBS camp with the Paramount and USJ4 Gospel Hall peeps and lastly Youth Camp with the TTDI youths again. Not only that, holiday with the family in Sarawak during the September holidays and we went to Sibu, Bintangor and Sarikei there. Not forgetting the post exams programmes like Interhouse games and Talent Time. As I keep reflecting back, I've suddenly remembered the preparation for Entrepreneur's day and the day itself made my year awesome as well. The reason was because I've met people whom I've kept talking to on Facebook in person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were outings and going to friends houses like the time I went out Chia Ee, Shanice, Clarissa and some people to Sunway Pyramid after Speech Day Rehearsal. Cause of that outing, I've met a guitarist from the band Once Upon A Time There Was A Sausage Named Bob. I've enjoyed staying over in Chia Ee's house. Not only that, during the December holidays I've enjoyed the time I went Jessy's house and the people who were there were Chia Ee, Brandon Khong, Keith, Joseph, Chui Ming, Aolani, Emily, Richard, Jade and Jessy's homeschool friends watching movies together. The one I treasure the most was when Mark came over to my area to spend time with me after so long of planning cause we never actually hung out together. Lastly, I've really enjoyed the outing with Francine, Serena, Ryan, Craig, Colin and Benjamin celebrating Serena's belated birthday before she migrates to Australia next year. I've met Francine's camp friends also during the outing. I'm so gonna miss Serena when she leaves. I've enjoyed all the Youth camp moments with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were achievements I made this year which was passing my Grade 8 piano exam and finishing my piano grades. That is a really big achievement I did this year. Not only that, getting the champion in the netball interhouse competition. Never expected it though. All the glory goes to God. All these things that I've done made my year awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty scared about next year cause it's gonna be a big exam year which is SPM. I really need to do well in order to go into a good college. I've already made my new years resolutions. They are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Study hard for SPM (I really hope I keep to my word this time cause it never happens when I say I'll study hard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Be more disciplined (I really need to set my priorities right this time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Take up more responsibilities in school and at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Get some school posts. (I really need be apart of something in school before I leave for college)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Get back into the netball team again. (I'll be back for training again I promise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Exercise more. (I gotta train my stamina again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Curse less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Reduce being angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Be more confident and positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Make a difference in people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Touch someone's live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's pretty much it. Here's some photos throughout the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/216514_10150170285954413_736214412_6743205_487572_n.jpg?t=1325084504" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/221848_10150231897012018_665082017_8595905_3027312_n.jpg?t=1325084517" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage3-1.jpg?t=1325085487" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Photo4154.jpg?t=1325084173" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage1.jpg?t=1325083828" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage2.jpg?t=1325084861" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage-1.jpg?t=1325084107" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/217068_10150158609502701_524997700_6752852_1704258_n.jpg?t=1325085423" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/IMG00241-20110826-1555-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000535-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000774-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/318535_281190181920435_100000883653118_770493_1055588232_n-2-1.jpg?t=1325086396" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/390095_283258288380291_100000883653118_775903_1187018032_n-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage4.jpg?t=1325088105" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000959-2-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P10009871-1.jpg?t=1325087053" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picnikcollage3-2.jpg?t=1325088906" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope 2012 will be even a better year for me because it's the last year before I leave high school. I'm gonna make 2012 the best year of my high school days. Watch me ;) HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-1420608172985180430?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1420608172985180430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1420608172985180430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1420608172985180430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1420608172985180430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-life-in-2011.html' title='My Life in 2011'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4316861118096573527</id><published>2011-12-25T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:21:13.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/24122011003-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you all know today is Christmas. Yay! Well, I'm here to blog about Christmas and don't judge me please cause it's all based on my opinion. I maybe wrong and so, you can just tell me cause this is all my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I went to Paramount Church cause of my dad. I mean like we as Christians, should go for Sunday services no matter there is Christmas or not. I went there and I heard their sermon and I realized from what the speaker spoke, it was nothing related about Christmas. I was wondering why he didn't speak about Christmas. I mean like shouldn't he speak about the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ in a form of a baby lying in a manger be like the message for the day? From my view, it's like that church wasn't interested about Christmas. I mean like shouldn't we be interested about the true meaning of Christmas? I talked to my dad about it and he told me that these types of messages shouldn't me only shared during Christmas because we should always remember the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ and appreciate what He had done for us for we often take Him for granted. I myself do take Him for granted. We aren't perfect right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad told something that got me wondering which was "nobody knows when Jesus Christ was actually born". Then, why do people put 25th December the date where He was born? I still don't understand. From what I heard, Jesus was born somewhere in the middle of the year. I'm not sure whether it's true. Can anyone tell me about this? I'm just curious and I just want some answers. HAHA. I'm still wondering what's the true meaning of Christmas. If we should always remember the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ in a form of a baby, then why is there Christmas? I don't get it. And you know these days, during Christmas, everyone would be buying gifts for each other (I'm not saying it's wrong) but people thinks it's all about that and Christmas now it's so commercialized like Christmas trees, Santa Claus, Reindeers, Elves, turkeys and others. Obviously, Santa Claus and all his helpers don't exist. I have a friend who still believes in Santa Claus and I'm not kidding. I kindda find it cute of her. HEHE. Anyway, my dad took down the Christmas tree my mum, sister and I did cause he said it spoils the true meaning of Christmas and we shouldn't be so commercialized about Christmas. I do get his point but from my point of view, I think the Christmas tree is just for decorations and I think it's okay to put it up as long as you know why you are celebrating Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like it's so hard to celebrate an occasion because of these little things along the way and we have to be careful in what you do to be a testimony to others. There are some churches which don't celebrate Christmas and don't share these kind of Christmas messages. Well, to me, I think the only way to reach out to non believers is to share the gospel about how Jesus Christ came about on Christmas and as I said, people celebrate Christmas commercially, I feel it's easier to reach out to them by sharing the gospel cause in other days I don't think people will pay much attention to the gospel. I'm not saying we should only share the gospel on Christmas. I think it's easier to share when it's on that day. As Christians, we should still share anytime also but we should be a good testimony so that others can receive God's word. There are some people who are stubborn and there are some think that Christians are forceful people but I think it's the way we share. These people need a lot of love and God says that we should love everyone, no matter who we dislike for God loves us all and we should forgive others no matter how hard it is for God forgives everyone no matter how terrible the things we have done :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say then. Merry Christmas again and God bless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4316861118096573527?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4316861118096573527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4316861118096573527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4316861118096573527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4316861118096573527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3076301689650710658</id><published>2011-12-20T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T05:02:43.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running The Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1010081-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey people! I'm back to blog again. These days have passed by really quickly. Just 2 more weeks and then, school starts. Okay, so I'm gonna blog what happened these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000959-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000985-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well last 2 weeks, Mark came over to my area twice like on Wednesday and Friday before he left for Australia for his holiday. I really did enjoyed his company cause we never got a chance to hang out. So yeah, it was like the first time we actually hung out together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P10009871-1.jpg?t=1324357411" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, last week Monday, I went to Jessy's house to watch movies and I was so glad to see my twin sister, Emily. She left last year and it has been awhile since I saw her. Jessy left my school too so that was why I went to her house and it has been awhile since I came to her house. It was like last time that I would most of the time go to her house for projects and stuff. It really brings back the memories. Well, this time, Keith, Brandon, Aolani, Chia Ee, Richard, Joseph, Chui Ming and some of Jessy's homeschool friends were there. I did enjoyed the bond we had together. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hLnDkKDzTug/Tq68vXL8cAI/AAAAAAAABog/kHVSghvTqdg/s640/youthposter2Version2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now, this is the Youth Camp I went. Well, the date says it was from 15-19th December which was from Thursday to Monday but I came on the 17th which was on a Saturday. At first, I wasn't supposed to go to Youth Camp cause my mum said I went for too many camps but then, thanks to Aaron, I saw his Facebook status on Friday that he took out his braces and he was wearing retainers and I was like thinking "shouldn't he be in camp?". So then, I commented there "Congrats" at first and he replied "thanks. Aren't you in camp?". I replied back "I'm not in camp lah. LOOOL. You didn't go for camp?". Then he replied that he had prom that night and he was going the next day. So I was like jokingly asked him to fetch me there. Then he was like, he could if I wanted to. I was like "Of course I want lah". At home was seriously boring and then, I asked my mum whether I should go and my mum agreed and I was damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went together with him on a Saturday. Eventhough, Saturday was the first day of camp for me, it was the best first day I had in camp because of TTDIGC's Got Talent night. At first, when I arrived there, I was pretty blur what was going on but then I did get adjusted to it. I got to know new people like Chris, Tien Lun, Eric and Jun Xuan. During group devotion time, I got to know my teammates which were Phoebe, Wen-Li, Joy, Matthew How, Benji, Chin Wern and Jun Xuan. As I was saying, TTDIGC's Got Talent night was the best night cause we got to act together as a group and we got to enjoy other group's performance. There were lots laughter among ourselves and I didn't really cared about winning. So during that night, Daryl Heng was the host and the judges were Ian Fan as Ian Jackson, Phoebe Lim as Phoebe Abdul and Gary Heng as Gary Cowell. HAHAHAHA. Each group was given the same broadway medley to do but the tough part was what we could put in to fill up the timing of the broadway medley and so this was the part where our creativity comes in. In this broadway medley, the items where we were supposed to use was tissue paper and paper airplanes. The broadway medley has some songs like "She's A Lady", "Someday My Prince Will Come" and "Two Is Better Than One" in there and random background music. Some of the songs in there we had to lip sync the song or add some scenarios. There were some Romeo and Juliet lines in there where we had to lip sync the lines. For my group, Benji was Juliet and Matthew How was Romeo. HAHAHAHA. Benji made a really awesome lady alright. Joy and Phoebe made him a blond wig using ribbons and a piece of wire. I helped out a little bit making the wig too. Benji had to wear a skirt and we made him fake boobs. HAHAHAHAHA. There were random dances we choreographed in the play since there were random music in there. Like the song "Someday My Prince Will Come", I helped to choreographed some simple ballet moves in there for Benji to dance. Joy and I were his background dancers for that part. Then, there was this one part were Matthew as Romeo wanted to impress Benji as Juliet, he did some stupid cowboy dance and as for Benji as Juliet wanted to impress Matthew as Romeo, he shuffled. Wen-Li and I were his backup shufflers for that part. And, there was one part which was like random dancing, Joy, Matthew, Benji and I did the gorilla dance, the sprinkler, the ketchup song actions and the can-can. The last part of that random dance we shook our asses cause it suited that background music. It was super embarrassing I tell you and Daryl Heng got the video of that. OMG. Benji and Matthew did a really great job and we won that night. So happy. HAHA. But overall, the other groups did well too. We all did have fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all can see, the theme of this camp was "The Amazing Race: Family Edition". Everyone is running a race in life. You know you have started running the race but you don't know where you'll finish the race. As we all are running this race together, we should help each other out as a family to build our faith stronger in the Lord. There will be trials and temptations that will come our way but God promised us that eventhough we stumbled, He'll give us strength to carry on. My favourite and most encouraging verse is "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength".  There will be hurts and problems along the way so that's why that is my favourite verse. There meditation time where we had to fast for 5 hours and meditate what God was trying to speak to us. In between the 5 hours, I did slept a bit because I was super tired. I find it hard to meditate when I was so sleepy. During that time also, I went to talk to Uncle Vincent to ask what had happened during the past 2 days and what he had shared. I also asked him a few questions. I remembered what he had shared with me which was about half truths. Sometimes the things we loved to hear from people may seem right in our ears but it maybe wrong in God's word. Satan knows more of God's word compared to us because he was from heaven. He can twist God's word and it may seem right to us. That's why we should read up God's word. When he spoke that to me, I started thinking and reflecting about myself. I told him that whenever I have a problem, when I feel angry and really down, it's really hard to pray to God cause I have no mood. I mean like everyone can easily say pray to God and I'll be fine but sometimes it's hard. That's why I'm so into music especially screamo songs because the lyrics are really comforting to me. I didn't tell Uncle Vincent I listen to those songs but I made it kindda general that I focus so much into non-Christian lyrics. He told me to be careful cause I may not know the background of the song and also some Christian songs may not be right as well. It's like everything may not seem right and maybe the best is I don't listen to music at all kind of feeling. He told me that prayer doesn't have to be so sweet and nice but I could just say "God, I'm angry because of this this this". God is our friend and Father who just wants to listen to us. We all can't depend so much on everyone because we aren't perfect. After talking to Uncle Vincent, I felt really good cause at least my meditation time wasn't that bad afterall. I was hungry all the while during that time, but thank God that he gave me the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was during the time of sharing what had happened during the meditation time, I feel so encouraged when I hear people sharing about what God had told them and what had happened in their lives. It made me feel that I wasn't alone and we all needed each other for we are brothers and sisters in Christ. I love the part where we all prayed for each other, asking God for help. In camp, I've enjoyed the bonding time with my roommates which were Mariko and Jo-Yi, my best friends from church which were Francine, Serena and Yi Qiong who were there and last but not least, I was glad I was able to talk to Benji, Craig and Colin. It was just like last time where Benji, Craig, Colin and I sat together and just share their jokes and problems especially Benji. HAHA. They are really fun friends to have. So yeah, that's pretty much it about Youth Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/403700_335127756500340_117390791607372_1384890_2042321921_n.jpg?t=1324830293" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming right around the corner and PMR students gonna receive their results soon. All the best Form 3 peeps and whatever results you get, remember to praise God. You did your best already. If it doesn't turn out the way you wanted, don't worry there's SPM and many other more exams ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go to Sarawak soon. I can't wait. HEHE. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-3076301689650710658?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3076301689650710658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3076301689650710658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3076301689650710658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3076301689650710658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/12/running-race.html' title='Running The Race'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hLnDkKDzTug/Tq68vXL8cAI/AAAAAAAABog/kHVSghvTqdg/s72-c/youthposter2Version2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6040335702469143343</id><published>2011-12-06T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:32:13.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC02671-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone! So, I'm gonna make some few updates of what I've been doing these holidays. I have completed watching a Korean drama which is Dream High. Well, the storyline is nice but I'm really disappointed with the ending though. HAHA. It didn't really turned out of what I've expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/374685_2617118340580_1033751048_32929749_663756675_n-1.jpg?t=1323143892" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next, I've just came back from Port Dickson like last week Friday. I went there for HBS camp. Yeah, another camp. This camp was collaborated with the people from Paramount church and USJ 4 Gospel Hall. My dad introduced to me about this camp and he suggested for me to go for 2 days and 1 night when the camp was like the whole week. I didn't signed up for that camp so it was really last minute my dad wanted me to join. At first, I didn't really wanted to go cause I really had no interest and I don't know anyone there but later, I remembered from Camp Sempurna, I promised myself not to be pissed at my dad and I just went there to please my dad. I did enjoyed myself there and I did made new friends. Well, the people there were very "welcoming". They pushed me into the sea. HAHAHAHA. There were kids there as well and they were super cute. I did have a great time in that camp eventhough I was there for only 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday, I went to Phoebe's house for a sleepover. The people who went for the sleepover were Cher Maine, Cher Lyne, Yi Qiong, Francine, Nathlyn, Jo-Yi, Amanda, Jia Xian, Xin-Yi and I. We gathered in church at 5 o'clock. It was then raining. We were separated in few groups to follow different people's car. I followed in Cher Maine's car with Cher Lyne and Nathlyn at first. We were inside her car already while we were waiting for Yi Qiong cause she hasn't arrived church yet. So we waited for her in the car. When she arrived, it was still raining heavily. Cher Maine called me to get her into the car with her umbrella and her umbrella was really fragile. It wasn't so strong for the wind so I was like almost flying. HAHAHA. After getting her into the car, we started off our journey to Phoebe's house. It was kindda scary on the highway for it was raining and then, Cher Maine needed to guide Jo-Yi and Xin-Yi to Phoebe's house for they do not know the way but thank God we had a safe journey there and we managed to arrive there safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Phoebe's house like around 6.30+ p.m. Then, we rested for a bit. After that, we played a little bit of Twister until we were called down for dinner. For dinner, we ate spaghetti cooked by Auntie Yu Lin. It was really good. After dinner, we rested a bit and then we played Mafia. Aaron was the storyteller cause he was there when we were having the sleepover. We played like 3 rounds in the game. During the first round, I got to be the hunter and I was surprised I could actually guess the mafia. Not bad, not bad. I was the hunter for the 2 rounds in the game. I dunno how Aaron shuffle his cards. I was really hoping the be the Mafia next. The 3 round of the game, I ended up being the Mafia and I was really happy. It's funny why the girls couldn't guessed that I was the Mafia. The third round, Nathlyn, Xin-Yi and I were the Mafia. They all could guess Xin-Yi was the Mafia except for Nathlyn and I. They were nearly about the kill Nathlyn but then I defended her by saying Jia Xian cause she was really quiet in the game and they ended up killing her. HAHAHA. That was mean. She was an innocent citizen. After so many of that round, Nathlyn and I killed everyone and like for the witch doctors, they didn't know when to kill or heal. It's quite a tough game. So Nathlyn and I won. WAHAHAHA. After that game, some went to bathe cause some bathed already bathed before they came to Phoebe's house. I bathed before I came Phoebe's house. After bathing, some played a little bit of Twister again. I did play too. It was torchering. I thought I'll be the aching the next day cause of all the twisting and turning but surprisingly I wasn't. HEHE. Later, we watched a movie and we watched Tangled. It made me LOL and it was like damn&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; syok sendiri &lt;/span&gt;cause of all the funny songs they sang. To me, the movie was not bad lah. After the movie, we had girl talks like normal sleepovers. Cher Lyne and Amanda were too sleepy so they slept first. It was like 1 a.m. when we were like talking. We all shared our secrets and stuff. I went to sleep at 3 a.m. Some of them were still talking. I'm not sure what time they slept also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we woke up like nearly in the afternoon. We all bathed and then, we all went out for lunch. We had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pan mee&lt;/span&gt;. It was a filling lunch we had. After lunch, we came back and then, we started to bake cookies. Xin-Yi taught us how to bake. HEHE. We all had fun baking. While waiting for the cookies to be ready to eat, we rested a bit and do our own stuff. When the cookies are done, we ate them with ice-cream. YUMMY! Then, we were even more full. After eating, we all packed and we headed to Xin-Yi's house for our parents to pick us up. Jia Xian and Yi Qiong went back home straight away. We played Monopoly Deal at her house. My mum came to pick me up when we were about to eat dinner. She came to pick me up like around 7.30 p.m. I said my goodbyes to all of them and went back home. I really did enjoyed my time at the sleepover. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow ;D Mark will be coming to my area. Okay, I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-6040335702469143343?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6040335702469143343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6040335702469143343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6040335702469143343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6040335702469143343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/12/holidays.html' title='The Holidays'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1297664213264917082</id><published>2011-11-23T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:24:12.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Form 4 Science Retreat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture009-1.jpg?t=1322048542" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yo peeps! I'm back from class trip, more like a retreat and I'm gonna blog about it. Had class retreat in Outbac Broga Campsite which was in Kajang and it was for 3 days and 2 nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/391093_2652793202898_1347810723_2912213_1559652045_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the first day, I reached school at 9.30 a.m. like Yi Tung asked me to, cause we all had to write some appreciation notes to our class teacher, Mr. Andrew and our classmate Ben Oon for he was migrating to Australia. So we gathered there and wrote notes while waiting for the bus to come. The bus arrived like 11.30 a.m. So then we got into the bus and we headed to Outbac Broga Campsite. The place wasn't too far away from my school. It was like about 45 minute drive. When we arrived there, we gathered at a place where we ate breakfast, lunch and dinner for our briefing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture042-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got to know our rooms and my roommates were Chia Ee, Shanice and Rebekah. Our rooms were in a cabin. We put down our bags and luggage and we went and ate lunch. After we ate lunch, we rested a bit and then we had our obstacle courses. We were divided into 2 teams, Team 1 and Team 2. I was in team 2. Different teams took turns in doing the obstacle courses. The obstacle courses were fun but tiring and we got really dirty. We had to crawl under some covered wires and it the ground was muddy. I like the part where we have to swing over the mud and I managed to do that without getting splash by mud. Not only that, I like doing the monkey bars part and I thought I couldn't do it cause it have been sometime since I played that. The last time I did that was in primary school but luckily I still had the strength to do that. There were stations in the obstacle courses. There was one were we a competition and we had to cross over the river with different obstacle course. I walked on the wooden bridge to the middle and climbed on tires to the other side. Some crossed over a log, some sat on some big plastic tongs and rowed over and some walked on the tight rope to the middle of the river and took different was to go over to the other side. I don't really know who won because we were all basicly helping each other out eventhough it was a competition. There was another station where we had a competition again were we had to fill as much water in a big container with holes. So basicly, we have to try our best to use our bodies and cover up the holes. In this station, there were people blinded folded and would have to carry the buckets to people who were swimming in the river to fill the buckets with water and carry them back to fill up the container. I was the one swimming in the river. At the bottom of the river, it was super &lt;i&gt;geli &lt;/i&gt;cause the ground was so soft and muddy. EEYERRRR! HAHAHA. After all the obstacle courses, we had free time and we did kayaking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/382661_2451165433388_1079565156_2735019_1862363685_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we bathed and had our dinner. After dinner, we had heart-to-heart talk among ourselves to get to know more about our friends. My partner was Yi Tung and I was so glad to have to share with her and we shared about school and stuff and some things I wonder about the school lah. I came to realization that although my school maybe strict, but there's a purpose and I should appreciate my school more instead of complaining. After all the sharing, we washed up and it was about time where we need to sleep but I ended going over to Yi Tung's room with Shanice and Chia Ee and talking to Yi Tung, Dena and Ashley. Shermaine was already sleeping. Mr Siaw brought her youngest daughter, Dana to the retreat and she was the sharing the same room as them. She was just listening to our conversation till she slept. HAHA. We talked till 1 a.m. and we were suppose to wake up really early like around 4.30 a.m. the next day for the Broga Hill climbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/313597_283255945047192_100000883653118_775862_1898660158_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, well instead of waking up at 4.30 a.m., we woke up at 5 o'clock cause we couldn't hear Chia Ee's alarm. HAHA. Shermaine had to bang our doors to wake up.  We woke up early cause we wanted to see the sunrise at the hill. We were rushing to get ready and we all gathered at the basketball court at 5.30 a.m. to do our warm ups led by the instructors there. It was like super dark when we went hiking in Broga Hills cause it was super early. We had to walk along the road to the hills. I was practically hungry when we were climbing. Luckily I was right infront while climbing because I got the motivation in the front to climb. I nearly fainted while reaching the top because I was like super hungry. We reached to the top like around 7 o'clock. I felt really good to reach to the top early and I got to rest awhile at the top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/390681_2451197714195_1079565156_2735069_964413205_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We took lots of pictures at the top of the hill. The scenery was beautiful. I didn't bring my camera to the hill cause I was scared to handle it. Isaac and Ben Oon took the pictures. They were good photographers. After hanging around at the top of the hill, we decided to come down. We reached to the bottom of the hill like around 8'clock. It was fast coming down because it was easier to come down than to climb up like obviously. HAHA. It was really a good morning exercise. Managed to burn the calories. HAHA. We had breakfast at 8.30 a.m. and after breakfast, we had devotion led by Mr Andrew. After that, it was rest and recreation. There were flying fox, rock climbing and kayaking. I did all 3 of that. It was my first time to do flying fox and rock climbing. It was simply awesome. There were still plenty of time till lunch, so I took a 2 hour nap. Got enough rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture016-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had lunch at 1 p.m. and then we had a little rest before our obstacle games started. While waiting we camwhored abit. This was part 2 of our obstacle course. There was this part where we need to balance as a team on like a seesaw for 5 seconds and it was pretty scary cause we were pretty imbalanced. Then, there was this part were we need to put in the tires in through the pole without touching the pole. So there was teamwork involved. Some had to stand on top of each other and some had to take care of the base. I was standing on top of Chin and Jeremy Quah when we had to carry the tires through the pole without touching the pole and pass it on the people at the base. The tire was heavy. Lucky, Ben Oon had enough strength to help me. Then, there was this station which was called Crocodile Pit where we had to go over to the other side of the pond using 2 planks given. We had to go over to the other side as a class. We were like standing on pits and as we transferred ourselves, we were like squeezing and hugging ourselves tight to balance ourselves on the pits as most of the guys did a lot of carrying the planks. We were given 20 minutes to complete of task but it was impossible lah. Eventhough we were given 20 minutes, we didn't care about the time and we helped each other out till we completed our task. I saw the teamwork and I was so proud then :') There were some like Jeremy Cheong, Yi Tung, Mr. Andrew and Chin who fell into the river. HAHA. But it was okay. The next station was called the Leap of Faith and it was the best station for me. This station was where we had to climb on the tree and we were connected to the harness and we had to jump and catch the bar on top. I was the first girl to try and when I got on top I was a little scared cause the bar seemed far. Jeremy was the first person to try. The first time I did it, I couldn't catch the bar. After waiting for the others to try, I tried the second time and I managed to catch the bar. I felt the satisfaction within me. LOL. Jeremy missed the first time too but then he managed to catch it in the end the second time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture028-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the obstacle courses, we took out showers and then at night, we had a BBQ dinner. This comes to the best part of the night. After the dinner, there was a Campfire session. The instructors of the camp did fire performances. It was really cool. Then, there was a part we as a class did a thing called the Love Tunnel. We all had to grab a partner and and formed a circle with the partners and we had to go under each other like London Bridge until the music stops. My partner was Ben Oon. HAHAHA. After that, we had to do Limbo with our partners. The next partner I did was with Hong Wing. I love the part in the campfire we sang the song Satu Malaysia by Ronnie and Ernie. Simply a beautiful song. There were dancing too. The instructors led us into dancing and we just had to follow their steps. There was freestyle dancing too and that was my favourite part that night. We were like damn drunk and we were like dancing and jumping like mad to the song Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO. Chee Han, Jeremy Cheong and I were shuffling like &lt;i&gt;siao&lt;/i&gt;. HAHAHAHA. My friends were all jumping around. We also ran around the campfire. The last part that night was were we played a balloon game and we popped balloons. I was pretty scared of balloon popping so I didn't really had fun in that game :/ But overall, Campfire was the bomb! There were ups and downs during that night but at the end, everyone was okay. After Campfire, we washed up and then we talked till late night like normal camps cause it was our last night in camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture032-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was talking so much to Dana cause she was was super cute. She has a soft toy puppy and she said she like puppies. I asked her "what if your puppy grow up become a dog, then how?" and she was like "THROW AWAY!" HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture051-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last day, woke up at 8 o'clock. We got ready and we ate breakfast. After breakfast, we packed up to get ready to go back to school. Then, Brandon Khong needed a little help for a song Mr Andrew wanted him to play on the guitar during devotion so Chia Ee and I decided to help him. We went to the guys room but there was nothing there anyway for everyone already packed up. In the guys room, we were singing Praise &amp;amp; Worship songs inside. Super fun. HAHAHA. Everyone from outside could hear us singing. Shermaine from outside was like "Having your own Praise &amp;amp; Worship session lah? Can hear from outside you know." LOLOLOL. After all the singing, we had devotion and sharing. We sang Let Us Be One Voice. Then, it came to sharing time overall about retreat. To me, this class retreat was simply the best for there was teamwork and encouragement during the retreat and we went really high as a class together. I'm missing the instructors now. They were super fun and cool people to have during the retreat. I wanna go back to Broga again. We left the place like 11.45 a.m. and reached school like 12.30 p.m. While waiting for my mum, we were like talking and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture043-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really gonna miss Ben Oon as my classmate and a really good friend. Well, he's my watch fixer and he's a cool guy. We have been in the same primary school but we were in different class till form 3. He taught me a little photography this year too. I'm so glad to get to know him and I pray that as he is migrating to Australia, I hope he'll fit in well in his new school and he'll make many more new friends. Gosh, I'm tearing :') HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all about retreat. I'm off now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/389847_283258098380310_100000883653118_775902_1378360814_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-1297664213264917082?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1297664213264917082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1297664213264917082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1297664213264917082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1297664213264917082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/11/form-4-science-retreat.html' title='Form 4 Science Retreat!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4671176259800676875</id><published>2011-11-18T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T19:47:06.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Sempurna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture039-1-1.jpg?t=1321632831" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello peeps! I'm back from my school camp, Camp Sempurna. So here I am gonna talk about the camp and what I've learned through this camp. Well, this camp was held in STM Campus which was in Seremban. This camp lasted for 5 days and 4 nights. It's considered the longest camp for me. I know there are camps that lasted 1 week. This camp was the very last camp for me because next year I won't be able to go for school camp due to SPM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was the third time I went to the same place for school camp. The last time I went was in Form 2. There wasn't any camp last year due to the student exchange programme. When I arrived at the campsite, the memories just came back to life again. It was like the time where I've enjoyed camp with the old seniors who were in my school and the Form 5's this year who are currently taking their SPM. When I got to camp, I thought it'll be pretty awkward because I don't know all the juniors. Okay, maybe some only. It wasn't like last time where juniors and the seniors knew each other and we wouldn't have problems mixing together. Well, I was wrong. Through this camp, I got to know the juniors. Before that, when I was on the way to camp in the bus, I found out my roommate was this junior and I was like "who the heck is that?" but later I knew her when we arrived in the room. She was Au Jiajia and once I got to know her, she was just simply a very nice and helpful girl. I got sick during camp and that time I couldn't wake up early. She was really a big help to me when I asked her to help me tell the teacher incharged when I was sick :) I appreciated her a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In this camp, I was a committee for Praise &amp;amp; Worship. Well, it was a stressing job or maybe I put myself under pressure which I shouldn't have. All I wanted was things to turn out right lah. I made a lot of mistakes as a leader. I was forgetful and careless and I've disappointed my teacher who was in charged of Praise &amp;amp; Worship. I felt like I was a terrible leader and a really bad example and then, I did cry in frustration. I'm so glad to have Shanice, Chia Ee, Ashley and Brandon Cheah by my side when I was stressed. I felt so loved when Ashley gave me a hug. My teacher saw that I was pretty upset with myself that she talked to me and encouraged me. I've learned that yes, I do make mistakes. It was my first time. Everyone makes mistakes. All I have to do is to pick myself up and move on and learn from that mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Besides that, I was picked as a group leader for my group and the group was called Arcturus. It's a star name actually. HAHA. The people in my group was Elise, Jeremy Cheong, Han Yang, Yasmine, Hoon Kai, Euzen, Xin Yuer, Dena Cheah and Hermon. I really enjoyed the time and fellowship in my group. Well, I got to know Euzen and Hoon Kai and they both really cute Form 1's. HAHAHA. Euzen told us his happiest time of his life about his crush. AWWW. Cute right? As for Hoon Kai, he's so cute when I asked him a question during discussion time and he'll be like "I dunno!" in this cute way. HAHAHA. But still, I still have to make him answer something lah. I had fun being &lt;i&gt;sesat &lt;/i&gt;with Xin Yuer in my group. She's just so fun to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture042-1.jpg?t=1321671126" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Hermon. He's like a great brother, company and teammate to have in camp. It had been sometime since I've talked to him cause of the incident I had with his brother. It's personal but he knew about it lah. Our blocks are different so we didn't talk much. I started to talk to him again when it was the last day of school. It was like great that he came to this camp and also having him in my group. I remembered 3 years ago he loved to disturb me because of his brother. I knew him when he started texting me when he didn't even know me. LOL! Well, he has grown up to be more matured. He changed a lot compared to last time. HAHA. There was a time in camp where we all need to write small notes of appreciation and encouragement to each other, he wrote to me and it was like "Thank you for being like a sister to me." AWW :') I'm wanna apologize to him that I left him alone to clean up alone during dinner time for I had Praise &amp;amp; Worship practice. I didn't know my teammates weren't there to help him like I told them to -.-Glad to know he'll be in the same block next year and who knows we'll talk more then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture037-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Neric. Yeah, we've been working together in the committee for Praise &amp;amp; Worship and it was great working with him. I also told him my problems how I was stressed and feeling disappointed with myself when I messed up a lot. He was also a great encouragement to me. I'm go glad I could work with him in the committee. I hope that we would work together again next year for chapel. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The theme for camp was "Arise &amp;amp; Build". There were workshops about leadership in the morning by Leaderonomics. They organized the workshops really well. The organized games for us also. The game I've enjoyed a lot was Fear Factor. I did things that I've never done before. Like example, I've never touched or held a frog in my life. The frogs were super cute. Their skin are like gummy bears. Oh well, that sounded disgusting. But seriously, the frogs were cute kay! Not only that, I've never picked up 1 sen coins using my feet in a bucket of worms. Many of my teammates were scared of worms. I was terrified in the first place but then actually, it wasn't bad. HAHAHAHA. I didn't mind. Not only that, the game I've enjoyed the most was playing water plastic bag fight like water balloons fight under the rain. Well, that was how I got sick and couldn't wake up the next day. The night sessions was taken over by Mr. Nigel and his sharing really touched me. He talked about confidence, letting go and forgiving others which really strucked me. Through his sharing, I've learned to build my confidence because I'm always scared what others think of me. Also, I've learned to let go of my horrible past and forgive others. There was this last night of his sharing where I lead Praise &amp;amp; Worship before his sharing. After Praise &amp;amp; Worship, he came to me asked me when did I choose the songs. I told him it was before camp. Then suddenly, he suddenly said infront of everyone that the songs I choose was what he was gonna share. I was simply shocked. I never expected it. Through that, I realized God was using me and I pray that He'll continue to use me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During camp, when I was sick, I got instantly and it was simply a miracle. It was when I went to a session before the time of Silence &amp;amp; Solitude eventhough I still had a bit of headache and when Mr. Nigel sang a Sunday School song "Jesus loves me" and I was touched by that song that I cried but then, suddenly I was instantly healed. Praise the Lord! It was just simply amazing. I was healed just in time I could do Silence &amp;amp; Solitude. I've really enjoyed my time with God through Silence &amp;amp; Solitude. Silence &amp;amp; Solitude was for 3 hours and I thought it was so long but actually it was short for me. I had to write a letter to God and suddenly all the emotions came in and then, I took a lot of time writing to Him. The letter I wrote is personal and I seriously thank God for the life I currently have now. It has changed a lot for the better. There was one part of Silence &amp;amp; Solitude where we had to write praise, prayer and promise to our school and after writing that, they would be placed on a long paper drawn like a brick wall for everyone to see during celebration night. Then, there was this part we had to write notes of appreciation or encouragement or maybe how the person touched our life to the person. I had been busy writing many notes cause many people touched my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/308687_281190481920405_100000883653118_770496_1433861279_n-1.jpg?t=1321701138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A picture with Yang Berbahagia Dato' Joshua Lee ;D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/318535_281190181920435_100000883653118_770493_1055588232_n-1.jpg?t=1321700946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Form Fours in camp (Y)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best night in camp was Celebration Night. We all had to dress formally. It was simply fun where we sang Sunday School songs during Praise &amp;amp; Worship. HAHAHA. We all had to do silly actions. Then, Soon Jin and Bart organized the game of charades for the teachers to play. They were super funny. Then, there was this game Soon Jin and Bart organized which was like telling stories by using the items and make sure the story make sense for the people who were chose to represent the groups. The story can be funny and the people had to be creative. David Cheong, Luke, Richard, Keith and Isaac Low were really good. Keith was the funniest. HAHA. After that, there was this game that Mr. Nigel organized for the camp committee guys which was like they had to turn to back and he would place an item and when they turned back to the front, they would have to come up with something creative. Soon Jin was funny. Well, everyone did funny stuff too. Gabriel was the most creative one lor. There was give exchange and I got a coin box which was Elmo! Naiseee. The last part of Celebration Night is where there was a candle lighting up session which represents people lighting up people's darkness and changing their lives and we had to place the praise, prayers and promise we wrote during Silence &amp;amp; Solitude on the paper wall which was drawn out in the form of a brick wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In camp, I was so glad that people were concerned about me when I was sick. I really appreciate all the encouraging notes people gave me in camp. I'll treasure them in my heart :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture045-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, this was simply the best and awesome camp I've ever been. I'm so glad that I've enjoyed my last year of camp. I hope my life will change to be even more better next year and the years to come after this camp. Although camp has ended, but it's the beginning of a new journey for me. Class trip coming up on Monday. Gonna have more lack of sleep. HAHA. I'm off now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture047-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4671176259800676875?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4671176259800676875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4671176259800676875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4671176259800676875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4671176259800676875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/11/camp-sempurna.html' title='Camp Sempurna!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3046729897642382798</id><published>2011-11-12T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:33:23.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000669-1.jpg?t=1321072542" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yo peeps! It has been awhile since I blogged. This is gonna be a short update. There had been a lot of activities going on lately. Started last week, there was Interhouse Games and I took part in netball, basketball, volleyball and tug of war. Got 3rd in basketball, volleyball and tug of war. A lot of 3rd's right? But netball, got champion! It's like the first time, green house got champion for netball. All this years, we always get last for netball. Never expected it though. I was damn happy. HEHEHE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000535-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While there were lots of other Interhouse Games going on that I didn't play, I had lots of practices for Talent Time. I took part in 3 events for Talent Time. There was Talent Time on Wednesday. First, I took part in singing with Sarah, Deborah, Chia Ee, Dena, Clarissa and Shanice. We sang "You Are God Alone" by Philips, Craig and Dean for dedication to our counselor. We did an a capella of that song. We called ourselves The &lt;i style="text-align: left; "&gt;Sesat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt; Group. HAHAHA. Cause obviously we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left; "&gt;sesat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt; ;D Second, I took part in dancing with Jia Zheng, Ching Si, Ben Chan, Eugene and Alan. We did a k-pop dance mashup of "A-CHA" and "Mr. Simple" by Super Junior. I named the group The Infinite cause I think it sounds cool? They agreed to that name anyway also. Lastly, I took part in singing a duet with Brian Ee and we sang "Hey Soul Sister" by Train. I played the keyboard and sang backup while Brian Ee was doing most of the singing. Well, I didn't really practice the duet with him cause he wasn't around then. When he signed up, he didn't give a group name so I kindda asked Megan to help us with the group name and then she suggested The Flyers so I simply gave that group name. LOL! I really did enjoyed myself performing with all these people for Talent Time eventhough I didn't win all the events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P1000774-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, yesterday was the last day of school for me cause School Camp is coming up next week and I'm really excited. I really had a great time on the last day of school. I played football. There was a competition between the students and teachers and it's seriously damn fun. It's also tiring cause there's a lot of running. I never knew it was that tiring though. We laughed most of the time we were playing. Then, I played netball. There was a competition between the Form 4's and the Form 3's and we won! We had a lot of fun too. I got to catch up with my old friends who used to be from my school and I got to catch up with my counselor and my counselling group. It has been awhile since we sat together and talked. Then, at the end of school I played skipping rope with the Form 3's and they were all so cute especially Elise and Megan. HAHA. It's like the good old days in Primary School playing skipping rope during break or lunch time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were meetings for School Camp since I was in the committee. It's really stressing cause Neric and I need to work together to come out a praise and worship schedule during camp. Well, I did most of the work! :P HAHA. I need to prepare praise and worship songs during camp since I'm worship leading and I still haven't chose the songs and Camp is already next week. GAH! I gotta like get choosing the songs now. Will blog about camp when I get back from camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&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/5318668722763651089-3046729897642382798?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3046729897642382798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3046729897642382798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3046729897642382798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3046729897642382798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/11/best-days.html' title='The Best Days'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4825281127219764297</id><published>2011-10-24T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T04:17:22.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partyin' Partyin' Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC025461-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey people, I'm back to school already and dang, other schools have one week of holiday. So finals are already over since Friday and I feel really free. HAHA. But, the sad thing is the results are coming back one by one and I don't expect much from this final exams. I'm going to pull up my socks next year towards SPM. I really gotta buck up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I went to Logos Hope which was in Port Klang on Saturday with the youths from my church. I arrived in church like 3.30+p.m.  for they said to gather there at 3.45 p.m. The young adults were discussing with the adults about the directions and sorting out people to follow who's car and so on. They were discussing until like 4.30 and then, we prayed and left the church. I followed Ivan's car with Jo-Yi, Francine and Francine's friend she brought along with. Ivan had to guide some people as well for there were some who weren't familiar to the place. It was quite frustrating for he has to make many stops for people and watching out were they were. Ivan was like nearly at the area when he went passed by it which he ended up at the container. He found out he was lost when Cher Maine saw his car and called him.  HAHAHAHA. Cher Maine came seperately with her mum and sister. We went to some police area and asked for directions. At the end, he found out the place and we arrived there safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We reached the place like 5.45 p.m. which was like damn late. When we arrived there, we went to the ticket counter and sorted the timing out for the ship tour and stuff. Then, we were about to go inside the ship already were we had to line up. It wasn't a really long queue anyway. After that, we stepped into the ship and we had to sit down and watch the intro on t.v. to get the whole feeling about the ship. In the ship, they had a bookshop which sold Christian books. I didn't buy the books cause the books didn't really interest me. They sold albums as well but I don't know who the artist were and stuff. Their currency of the things there was in units. 100 units is RM8 here. In the ship, there was a cafe. It was not bad. They have this huge cookie there which cost 4 bucks and I bought it. It was really good. It's worth buying. The size of the cookie is like those round bread? Around there lah. They sold popcorn too but the popcorn was kindda salty though. It's okay, I didn't mind cause I like salty stuff. HEHEHE. They sold maggie mee which cost 6 bucks like OMG. Really expensive man. It's just a normal maggie cup you see in supermarkets. Steven wanted to eat maggie mee cause he was hungry and he thought the 6 bucks maggie mee was special or something so he bought it. Yeah, he regretted buying it. He could have bought the cookie instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After having a bit of snacks in the cafe, we went out of the ship and then we sorted out groups to see which timing of the tour to follow. I was in the first tour with Cher Maine, Cher Lyne, Cher Maine &amp;amp; Cher Lyne's mum, Terence and Steven. Terence wasn't from our church. He was Cher Maine's friend. So yeah, I got to know him. Okay, so we went on the tour. It was quite interesting to know their missionary works they do and such. We got to see the rooms of the ship and the place they control the ship. During the tour, something really stupid happened to me that made me quite pissed. I got a prank call at the wrong timing. Actually, it was quite funny cause I couldn't really hear what the person was saying for it was quite noisy in the surroundings of the ship. From what I heard, the person called me a bitch. Damn wtf man? I dunno it was my hearing problem but seriously, it's damn overboard lor. If you wanna prank me, prank something funny lah. Anyway, Steven was with me and I kindda told him what happened. My phone was low on credit so Steven lent me his phone and he asked me to call the person back after the first tour ended. So I was like okay by then. After the first tour, we ended up outside to wait for the others. Cher Maine, Cher Lyne and their mum went back home after the tour so left with Steven, Terence and I. So then, I used Steven's phone to call the person but the person was like "oh sorry, I didn't call you. You got the wrong number." WTFFFFFF? I mean like I said "this is Kathleen and you called just now." and blah blah blah. This is what I get for a reply? Of course pissed right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So while waiting for the others, Terence, Steven and I were bored. Steven wanted to play my handphone games but then Terence took out his Ipad and Steven was like "okay, I want the Ipad" *passes me back the phone*. LOL. Then, he was like touching the Ipad but then he didn't switch on. So he was like, "Terence, did you switch off you Ipad?". Terence was like "No. Maybe no battery." Then, Steven pressed the Ipad button and it said "no battery". HAHAHAHA. Pwned! So Steven asked back for my phone instead. After that, Steven got bored. We got bored too. Terence brought his ukelele. Super cute. I asked him to play a song and we were jamming a bit. Then suddenly, Terence and Steven started singing Hero by Enrique&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Iglesias. Steven was like singing to me "I can be your hero baby!" and I was like "really ah?". HAHAHAHA. They kept singing it and the song got stucked in my head. Gah! Terence said that they were passing a disease to me. LOL? Then, we got even more bored. So we started acting like one of the workers in the ship and we stood beside the walking pathway and we were like "Thank you, please come again." The funny thing was the people responded back to us. LMAO. But there was one uncle who asked Terence, "are you one of the workers of the ship?". Busted! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we saw Ivan and he called us back into the ship to wait for the others. We went back inside again and we saw some cafe performances. They were not bad. HEHE. While waiting, it was the time I bought the large cookie which tasted good. I shared it with Francine, Ivan and Steven. Steven is a pig. He ate a lot in the ship. He ate the maggie mee, popcorn and he ate a bit of my cookie. LOL! After the others finished their tour, we got out the ship and we were about to go for dinner. We were discussing the place where we could go for dinner. I got back into Ivan's car and we went to Tropicana for dinner. On the way for dinner, I kindda found out who prank called me cause of a friend of my from school. I told Francine about it too and she asked me to forget about it. Ian chose the place to have dinner. On the way to Tropicana, Gary got lost and he ended up in Shah Alam. I didn't know how the heck he could get lost. LOL! He wasn't that lost anyway. It was like 9.30+ p.m. when we arrived at the restaurant. We sat down and ordered our food. The food wasn't cheap you know. It was like within 20 bucks. I ordered a grilled chicken chop. It was good. We started eating like at 10p.m. Late dinner huh? We were eating when Gary, Terence and Steven arrived. Terence and Steven ordered their food but Gary didn't want to eat. Steven ordered a grill chicken chop as well. He was sitting next to me while I was eating. While he was eating, he was like complaining "where is my grilled chicken??" *stole a chip from my grilled chicken chop* Like wth? LOL! Then when his grilled chicken chop came, I was like "HAH! You got your own chicken chop." *steals a chip from his grilled chicken chop*. Revenge! HAHAHAHA. Then, Kuang Ern suddenly popped up when we were eating dinner and we like talked to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After eating dinner, it was about time to pay the bill. I realized I was 5 bucks short. I kindda asked Chun Xiong to pay for me. I wanted to pay him back on Sunday but then he was so nice that he said he &lt;i&gt;belanja&lt;/i&gt; me. When we were about to go back to church, Ivan asked me to follow Ian back cause he wanted to fetch Allyna back home. So I went and follow Ian back. While waiting for Ian, he was sorting out the bills with Gregory and Chun Xiong. Kuang Ern was still there. Then, they found out they were short of money. Someone didn't pay the bill. Chun Xiong and Gregory went out of money as well. Luckily Kuang Ern was there and he helped pay the remaining bits. Thank God! When we got to Ian's car, we were all wondering who didn't pay the bill and the forgetful thing they'd done was the didn't claim the receipt. They were frustrated. Can't blame them anyway. Ian seemed really pissed and I was scared he'll drive recklessly but thank God we arrived in church safely. We still didn't found out who didn't pay the bill. It was like 11+ when we arrived at church. I was suppose to stay over at Francine's house. HEHE. While waiting for her mum to fetch us, we were talking to Gregory about lizards, rats and cockroaches cause our church has rats and like suddenly lizard and cockroaches came in. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Francine's mum arrived, we got into the car and we headed back to Francine's house. Francine's friend followed us back too. On the way, we dropped her friend home. Arrived at Francine's house at 12 midnight. WOAH. See how long we were out. HAHA. We showered and then we went back to sleep like 12.30 a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, we had church. We woke up early for church and we were like super dead tired from the other day. We were like half asleep when there was a sermon. We couldn't help it. Then, we had youth till almost 1 p.m. After that, we went to 1U to meet up with her parents' old friends for lunch. On the way to 1U, I kept playing with Sammy. There was one part where he said he wanted to carry me and also another part when Shanae wanted him to kiss me he was like "Shanae wants me to kiss you. Can??" AWWWW. HAHAHA. Later he was like "I don't want. I shy edi." LOLOLOL. We had Chinese food lunch. After lunch, we went looking around a bit. After looking around, we went to Starbucks for a drink. After the 1U trip, we went back to Francine's house again where my mother had to pick me up. When I arrived at her house, my mum &lt;i&gt;ngam ngam ho&lt;/i&gt; arrived. Then, I went back home and took a nice nap. HEHE. After the nap, I bathed and ate dinner. After dinner, I was skyping till around 1 a.m. when today had school. NYAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was practically my weekends I spent after the Final Exams. HAHAHA. I'm off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4825281127219764297?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4825281127219764297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4825281127219764297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4825281127219764297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4825281127219764297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/10/partyin-partyin-yeah.html' title='Partyin&apos; Partyin&apos; Yeah!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4876294779228877173</id><published>2011-10-20T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:54:26.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC025041-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'mma Lala ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HELLO PEEPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm back to blog just for a little bit. Last day of finals is tomorrow. Can't wait for it to end. Tomorrow's paper is Bible Knowledge and I'm suppose to be studying but I'm kindda lay back a bit for now. I need to relax a bit right? ;D Oh ya, about the 3rd wave concert, it was awesome anyway except for the part when the mike suddenly turned off. Embarrassing much? HAHA. So I wanna like update today cause I feel like it and I've learnt something during chapel today. HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My counselor shared something during chapel and it strucked me. We all know the Sunday School story of Jonah from the Bible. That theme is mostly about disobedience but at the same time we did not notice it's also about perspective. God called Jonah to go and preach in Nineveh and we all know he ran away. He was disobeying God and at the same time he had a bad perspective about Nineveh because the city had prostitution, cruelty, witchcraft and others. He had this perspective that the people were gonna kill him when he preached and also he forgotten God would protect him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So my topic for now is about perspective. The story about Jonah also relates to us. We often have bad perspective towards something. Like examples, when we face exams, we'll be like "oh sei loh, sure fail one" or maybe "jia lat!" and others. We haven't even take the exam yet and we have this perspective that we're gonna fail. If we worked hard and did our part, we should have a good perspective towards the exams we're facing. When we have this bad perspective that we're gonna fail, of course we're gonna fail. It's good to have good perspective but what for we have good perspective towards the exam that we didn't even do our part to work hard in the first place? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Other than that, most of us have bad perspective towards studies. Most of the time we'll be like "I cannot understand and therefore, I'll fail". Is it that you cannot understand or you won't understand? Cannot and won't is a totally different thing. No one is stupid. There's no such thing as stupid people but lazy people. If we can't understand things, why not make the effort to understand? Ask people or something but sometimes there are some people when you ask, you'll ended up getting scolded. Anyway, you did your part and it's all that matters. We need a good perspective in studying eventhough towards the subjects that we hate so that we can do well. Often at times we have so much bad perspective that we forget that there's God that is always there to help us. Don't forget to pray and ask God for wisdom and understanding towards studies and taking exams as well. It really makes a lot of difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then, this comes to the part where my counselor said that strucked me. There are people out there with broken relationships or maybe in a relationship as well. There's definitely people out there will judge the relationships right? Like example, "why are you together with him? He's not that good looking also." , "Why you choose to couple with him? He's younger than you", "she's taller than you. HAHAHA." or maybe when the couple broke up, there are people who'll be like "this couple ah, sure cannot last lah" and there are people who will become nosy. I've been there. It's really frustrating you know. People judge. I mean like what's the point? I know it's normal to judge but can't you keep the judgements to yourself? You go and tell people and make them feel the same way towards the person. The worst is you don't even know the person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is my opinion. We're so afraid about what people think of us that we become insecure. We become insecure about looks, body and maybe relationships as well. If you really love the person, why feel insecure? Afraid what people think? So what? You can't please everyone. For looks, so what you have the looks? It won't last till you get old. For body, there are many girls out there who are slim and they think they are fat. How about those girls who are really insecure about their body? Those big sized bodies. I do not want to use fat. They are those who are proud of their bodies. It's really mean to call them fat. They already feel insecure and yet people insult them. Remember, God made us beautiful in His sight. Screw whatever the world thinks. If we know who we are, we shouldn't be insecure about ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From my point of about perspectives, I think there's somethings that you can't assume to have good perspectives. Like lets say, you didn't study hard enough and then you have this bad perspective know you won't do well in the exam. It's a fact but you can have this good perspective to study harder the next time. Not only it's for studies, it can be anything like sports, music and others. Maybe you aren't fantastic in studies but maybe there's other things you are good at? God gave us different talents but we just have to search for it. Life doesn't revolve everything on studies. We often get so hooked up about studies because that's what everyone notices. Including parents. I'm not saying that we should quit studying but we should take studies as our main priority as a student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, I'm done talking crap. I'm off to study Bible Knowledge now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kay, byes.&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/5318668722763651089-4876294779228877173?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4876294779228877173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4876294779228877173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4876294779228877173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4876294779228877173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/10/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2495880057744940853</id><published>2011-10-14T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T04:07:44.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Does It Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC024092-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SUP PEEPS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm back. I'm currently in the midst of finals now. Just finished one week of exams. Ain't so free yet. Next week, it's gonna be like hell. All the hard subjects coming in. Chemistry, Bio, Physics, Add Maths and Bible Knowledge. I really gotta push through the next week. &lt;i&gt;*tahan tahan* &lt;/i&gt;I feel kindda a bit stressed but not so much compared to mid-terms cause I am not currently doing a lot of stuff. I have been staying up a lot of nights and I feel tired. Well, at least one week's gone and here I am relaxing a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So this week has been okay for me I guess. Just the exam period. Nothing much to blog about. HEHE. I can't wait for after finals. There's gonna be events I'm gonna do. There's gonna be interhouse games, camps, outings and lots more. I'm gonna be incharged for the girls in green house in selecting names to play for the interhouse games. It's quite stressing in selecting people in the games cause I don't really know much of the juniors and sometimes it's hard to please people. HAHA. I'm just trying my best to let people to have the chance to take part in games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can't wait for the school camp. I've been selected in the camp committee and I'm gonna be incharged of praise and worship. I didn't expect that to happen to me. I feel like I'm apart of something in the camp. I truly love the feeling. I just hope that I won't screw up and stuff. Sometimes, people can't see the hardwork you put in to organize something and when you mess up, they'll be pissed at you. Oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kavenyou.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/3rdWave_I-WIll-Be-There.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes, 3rd wave concert is tomorrow. It's gonna be at FGA Church and I'm going. 3rd wave is a korean group band who does praise and worship. It's an evangelistic event. I'm quite a fan of korean music but this one it's totally different. Never experience korean people who does praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and worship. This is the third concert I'm going and the second concert in FGA Church. My first concert I went was Planetshakers which was in FGA Church as well. HEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gokpop.com/i1/news/1/1341-anez18nqkn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yesterday, I just got an old video my friends and I did last year about the Sempurna Race. When I watched it back, it brought back the memories. I changed a lot now compared to last time. My hair was wavy and I wore specs. Not only that, my fringe was pinned up in the video. Dena had short hair in the video. Now, her hair is longer. Deborah's pony tail was short and she had bangs. Shanice and Dena weren't prefects yet too. Chia Ee changed her specs. Rebekah, well not much difference just only that her hair was neatly tied up. HEHE. Here's the video down there. We totally &lt;i&gt;SYOK SENDIRI&lt;/i&gt;. HAHAHAHA. Enjoy ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="600" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N69DvSmoFwE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive our retardedness :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2495880057744940853?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2495880057744940853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2495880057744940853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2495880057744940853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2495880057744940853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/10/no-one-does-it-better.html' title='No One Does It Better'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N69DvSmoFwE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-563854251865648181</id><published>2011-10-01T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:02:57.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is In You, To Carry On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC00975-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My old fringe (Y)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to blogging again. It's already the month of October. Woah. It's just too fast. Anyway, I just don't know what to blog these days. Hmm. So, I got back my Grade 8 piano exam results like last week. I passed my Grade 8. It might just seem like, "only pass what?" but it's a lot of hard work to pass. It comes with a lot of practice and the examiners are really strict about grade 8. I heard many stories of people failing that grade cause the examiners are strict and maybe some hardly have time to prepare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not bragging about how and passed and stuff but I feel really relieved and happy the most. The feeling is like I have accomplished my piano grades and I don't have so much pressure on piano now. I feel more stressed free. My piano teacher said I was one of her biggest challenge among most of her students. The reason is because I didn't take grade 7 piano exam. The last exam I took was in grade 6 which was when I was in form 2. I didn't take grade 7 because of PMR. So I jumped to Grade 8. It was seriously a big jump. Oh by the way, when I started grade 8 I changed piano teacher. Not because I don't like my old piano teacher, but because I shifted house and it takes time to get to that piano teacher's house. That teacher has been teaching since I was 6 years old. I was reluctant to change cause I thought it will make that teacher feel bad but after some time, she was happy for me to change cause I got to move on right? But it's okay, I still kept in contact with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I changed teacher, I was like learning in a music centre. I was quite inspired when I heard her diploma students play the piano. I was quite excited to like learn so much from her. I can see that she is really experienced. At first, the way I play the piano, my teacher didn't allow me to take grade 8 this year because the way I play wasn't up to her standard. It was like after PMR, I started to practice a little bit more and she wanted me to complete the Sonatas she wanted me to play. She wanted me to take grade 8 next year so that I will be more prepared. My mum and I insisted to take it this year so that it doesn't bother me in SPM. My teacher had no choice but to push me true. It was really difficult cause my sight reading wasn't good and I took a lot of time just to read notes. At first I thought I made the wrong choice to take exam this year because I had so many exams this year and I thought I couldn't finish my 3 exam pieces in time for exam. Not only pieces, scales and oral. I was pretty worried and I cried many times but never do anything at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I'm really lazy to practice. I got really scared when my teacher kept telling me that her students practice so hard but yet they failed because of the examiners are strict in passing grade 8 students. They had to retake grade 8 again but in the end they had great results. Sometimes I doubted even if I could pass my grade 8 exam this year cause I'm not as good as her students and I can't manage time practicing the piano. Well, it was right after my violin exam which was in June, I started practicing the piano like crazy. I even stayed up just to practice and it was 2 months of torture. I neglected studies also just for this exam. I didn't really concentrate on studies much and I also was worried about studies as well. I just can't do so many things in a time. But after the piano exam, I felt really free and not more stress from piano. I felt I did my best in the exam. Some point in time, I was quite worried whether the examiner wanted to pass me cause maybe my best wasn't enough for the examiner. Before I got my results, I had this friend who got back his grade 8 piano results and he failed which also made me worried.  Many people believed I could pass but I was like "you know how the examiner is?" and blah blah blah. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was like a Saturday night, when suddenly, my mum started screaming and I was like eating yougurt. LOLOLOL. My mum was like "YOU PASSEDDDDD!". Then, I was like "what?". Then, she was like "YOU PASSED YOUR GRADE 8!". My mum was like jumping around like some weirdo. HAHAHAHA. I was like "THANK GOD MAN!". It was so relieving. My dad was out at first so my mum called him that I passed. My dad was like "pass ah? not distinction or merit?" OMG. !@#$%^&amp;amp;*(). That made me so &lt;i&gt;geram. &lt;/i&gt;But after that, when I was like studying in my room, my dad came in and was like "Kathleen, you are the first person in the Tay family who got a cert. in music. Remember that." Then, he left. Weirdddd. Some point in time my dad was like "anyone besides you in your class who take grade 8 this year and passed?". I told him no. He was like so &lt;i&gt;bangga &lt;/i&gt;man. Farney sial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So anyway, my final exam is in one week's time and I got so much to catch up on. I kindda feel stressed. I haven't really started studying yet. Okay, maybe a bit cause of monthly test. At least that helps me to study. Okay, I'm off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And oh, to the form three's, all the best for PMR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/IMG00241-20110826-1555-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;IMMANUEL! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-563854251865648181?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/563854251865648181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=563854251865648181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/563854251865648181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/563854251865648181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-in-you-to-carry-on.html' title='It Is In You, To Carry On.'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3319617885707712195</id><published>2011-09-15T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T03:09:59.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices, Time and Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC02138-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this week has been alright for me. I have been kindda busy lately. Have been going for a lot of tuitions lately. Yeah, I really need to buck up on my studies. It's still slacking but I think I'm improving..A BIT! :p At least start from small right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH OH, I got back my violin exam results not too long ago. I got MERIT! Another Merit result. Argh! I was so close to get a Distinction. Kindda disappointing though. Actually, I deserved it cause I practiced my violin at the last minute and my piano exam was quite near to my violin exam. So it was good enough. And, I got to now my actual ballet results. I was a few marks away from Distinction. It's kindda frustrating cause my weakness for ballet was&lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt; &lt;/b&gt;my dancing technique and it's all because of my tight tendon. I could have been like great dancer but cause of that, I'm not. I want to be like great right? Who doesn't wants to be great? But to my mum, it's already a great achievement cause I have a tight tendon but still can dance well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So currently, I have to make a lot of right decisions. These few days I couldn't sleep well. Is it insomnia? The thing that has been frustrating me is whether I want to continue ballet again. I have kindda stopped ballet for a while cause I couldn't have time for it and I have other exams to do. My ballet centre didn't have Grade 7 so when I tried Intermediate, my friends were doing exam so I didn't want to bother them so much. When I went back and took my results, my ballet principle said I did pretty well for my standard so I was quite encouraged. She said she is going to have a Grade 7 class but..I don't know I still want to continue or not. The reason why it's because of studies and there are many ballet classes to attend. I don't want the same thing to happen to me because of my results.  Currently, I have been thinking to change ballet centre and start Grade 8 because I wanna finish doing my ballet grades by next year before SPM. I'm still not sure if it's the right choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do want to learn drums. I really do. I have been like trying out drums in school and it's seriously fun! Sometimes the things that are stopping me from learning is time and money. I don't have a lot of time to do many things. For the money, well, my mum is the only one in the family who is working and I want to reduce spending her money already. My dad is doing a part time job which is doing palm oil plantation. He has been doing that since my grandfather passed away and since he's the eldest, he took over my grandfather's estate. He goes back once in a while to do palm oil. Many people say it's a really rich job to do but real fact, the rate of palm oil is inconsistent. When there's lots of oil, he'll get a lot of money. When there isn't much, then he'll get a little money. Currently, my family is kindda broke? However you put it, it's like my mum has limited money now because of inside family reasons so I'm trying to be careful with money now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All because of money, I cannot get a new violin. I mean that I can but I need to sell my violins to get a better one. Should I sell them? And btw, I have 2 violins. One full sized violin and another one, 1/2 sized violin. The 1/2 sized violin is my first violin when I was in standard 4. HEHE. But, even if I sell, I'm not sure anyone would buy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate it when people think I'm rich just because I end up going to a private school, live in a resident area and own a few things. Let me tell you, the private school I go to is one of the cheapest private school and it's affordable. My school fees increases every year but it's still expensive to me. I live in a resident area because my parents had that amount of money to buy that house and my house is not a bungalow. It's just an affordable corner house. Why people judge statuses of others? If the person is rich, maybe the parents deserve it? They worked hard and they want to satisfy themselves to buy rich stuff because they earn it. Not all rich people are proud, selfish and snobby you know? There are generous rich people. I have my own laptop because my mum has spare laptops from her office so she took one for me. I didn't buy a laptop. I have a Ipod. I got it because of a lucky draw at my mum's place. Even if I don't have and I want to buy one obviously my mum wouldn't buy for me. I got my own phone and the phone I have now is just a normal Sony Ericsson. I don't want to ask for Iphone and such because I know it will be a distraction. If people get one for me, I mean why not? I don't mind having it. It's just lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why must people be so materialistic these days? Why want the best stuff in the world? After awhile, the brands will be out of date and even when you die, you won't be able take these things. I mean like example, if I have a phone and it has the entertainments that I need, it's already good enough. As long can call, text and have music isn't it good enough? Well, if you want the internet, you have have an affordable laptop right? I'm not saying that you shouldn't buy all those great phones and laptops but don't keep chasing after great brands of phones. It isn't worth it. If you have that amount of money and you can afford like an Ipad and such, so why not? Go buy it. Let's say your phone is already spoiled, why don't save up the amount of money to buy and Iphone or any other good phones. That's alright. I hate it when people's phone are working and still have the entertainments that they need and they are tired of their phone, they crave to but a new phone. Don't you know their parents need to work? And parents, why spoil your children? They'll be pampered all the time and they won't be aware of others. I'm just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About money, I'm still stuggling to make up my mind to whether I want to go to my School Camp or Class Trip at the end of the year. I want to go for both but I'm like using my money to pay. To me, I rather go to my School Camp cause it's already like my last year to go to that camp. Next year, I won't be able to do anything cause of SPM. But I want to go to my Class Trip as well because it a Class Trip? Going together as a class. GAH!! Okay, I haven't discussed this with my mum yet. I was thinking whether I can use her money to pay for my class trip if she allows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like at the end of the year, I wanna go out and work my own money. Maybe just work part time. I just want to get a sum of money to spend for myself and not waste my parents money. I feel like going to Urban Rock which is down the road from my house and teach piano classes to little kids. Maybe it suites me since I like kids and I think I'm patient with them. Well, depends which kid :p Should I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-3319617885707712195?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3319617885707712195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3319617885707712195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3319617885707712195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3319617885707712195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/09/choices-time-and-money.html' title='Choices, Time and Money'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-8692830475024857470</id><published>2011-09-01T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:04:59.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarawak Baby! *updated photos*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/335744_2113046820696_1081425269_2349431_4933556_o-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello, haven't been updated quite awhile already. As you can see, I've changed my blog template :p Hope you guys like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So holidays already started and I just came back from Sarawak with my family. Went there for four days and three nights. Went to Sarawak to attend my cousin's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first day, woke up at 4 o'clock to get ready for the flight which was at 7.45 am. Got ready ready and came downstairs which was at 4.30am. Ate breakfast and waited for the taxi to come. The taxi picked us up at 5 o'clock to KLIA airport. I slept along the way. We arrived there at around 6 o'clock. When we arrived there, we checked in. My dad was kindda cranky cause the lines were confusing. I took the Firefly airlines. It was the first time for us trying that airline and afterall, it was kindda cheap according to my mum. After all the check in, we went through all those scanning bag processes and guess what? I accidentally brought my scissors and they confiscated my scissors. Oh come on! It's not like I'm gonna kill somebody? Oh, brought my pencilbox and my homework in case I could do some homework but at the end I didn't do any. Whoops. After all the scanning bad processes, we went and waited for the plane and we were pretty early. When the plane arrived, we got in, put our bags in the top cabinet and got seated. When the plane took off, I was like listening to my iPod most of the time and I slept. My sister was like busy doing her own colouring work. So cute. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arrived at Sibu airport like around 9 o'clock, got checked in and then waited for Uncle Jimmy to pick us up. When Uncle Jimmy arrived, we like said our hi's and then we got into his car. Along the way, we picked up my auntie and then we went and eat in a small restaurant. Ate Sarawak noodles and it was good. HEHE. After eating, we went to Bintangor and to visit all the other aunties. So we arrived at my aunt's restaurant. My mum grew up in that restaurant and currently it's my eldest uncle's restaurant who passed away last year and currently, it's my aun't restaurant. Saw my cousins and the cousin who was about to get married the next day. She's like damn pretty I tell you. HAHA. In the restaurant, I helped one of my cousin, Audry and her best friend to cut out Chinese words for the wedding decorations and the sad thing is I CAN'T READ CHINESE! GAH! So we didn't eat lunch cause we were so full. HAHA. We were hanging out in the restaurant a bit. After that, one of my aunt came to pick us up and we went to her house cause we were staying there. Took a bath in her house. After taking a bath, guess what? There wasn't any electricity. I went online a bit using my mum's internet modem. Later it was so boring, then my mum, sis, aunt and I went walking around Bintangor. Followed them to the goldsmith to pick up my cousin's wedding&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the next day and followed my mum to the tailors to get one of her dresses sewed. Along the way, the electricity was back in some shop and then later we went back to my aunt's house and rested a bit before we get ready for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At night, went to my aunt's restaurant and we had dinner there. After dinner, I was playing with my niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/326834_2113644155629_1081425269_2350374_5311622_o-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Trisha, my niece and according to her hamsters eat newspapers. HAHAHAHA. Damn cute. She's damn hyperactive I tell you. I tried to get a good picture of her but apparently it failed cause she was jumping around. After all that playing around, went back to my aunt's house and took out my contacts cause it was freaking dry and it hurts. Went and washed up and then went online at night till around 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/298670_2013982470228_1263792521_31823524_2059070_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second day, woke up at 7.30am and then got ready and went together with my aunt and hew family to eat breakfast. After all that eating, went to the restaurant again where it started my cousin's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/323067_2113048620741_1081425269_2349432_7158431_o-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The wedding was like the &lt;i&gt;Fu Chow&lt;/i&gt; style cause my mum's family are&lt;i&gt; Fu Chow&lt;/i&gt; people. The sad thing is I don't speak &lt;i&gt;Fu Chow. &lt;/i&gt;我不明白 &lt;i&gt;:(  &lt;/i&gt;I was speaking Chinese to them most of the time. Okay, so about the &lt;i&gt;Fu Chow &lt;/i&gt;wedding style, it's like the groom will have a hard time to get to the bride who will be waiting upstairs. It's seriously funny when my cousin-in-law got bullied. Audry made him go around to at least 10 people among the family and guess who the relationship of this family was to my cousin, Agatha and he had to say "我真的爱 Agatha 所以我要与她结婚" Funny sial man. HAHAHA. Forgive my Chinese please. I never learned Chinese in primary school. At least I know some right? After all that bully, they all went upstairs and I wasn't bothered to go upstairs yet, so I played with my niece a bit and there was one part she was like "I don't know what to dance anymore" HAHAHA. I went upstairs later and then I saw my cousin crying cause she was touched what my cousin-in-law said to her. Aww :') There was the kissing part. Oo la la. HAHAHA. Later, they came down and then they got into the wedding car. After that, went to Sarikei and eat lunch in Sugar Bun. Sugar Bun is a fast food restaurant only in Sarawak. After eating went back to my aunt's house again. I took a nap. Super tired. After napping, took a bath and then got ready for my cousin's wedding dinner. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/316982_2014187795361_1263792521_31823853_92031_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The restaurant was kindda cramped cause there were like so many people and again, my cousin was so pretty! HAHAHA. According to her, many people said that she looked like my mum when she was younger :O There were lots of singing in the wedding. They were all singing old Chinese songs and there was one person who sang a Hokkien song. My cousin, Audry sang too. There was this guy who gave her a flower and she was blushing. LOL! She forced her best friend to sing too. And again, I was playing with my niece. She freaking cute I tell you! Yes, she couldn't stop jumping around. After dinner, went back to my aunt's house and washed up. Was online a bit also. Slept late again. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/319629_10150282365373267_719893266_7869450_6954979_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/314647_10150282365278267_719893266_7869449_6725645_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/308714_10150282365553267_719893266_7869452_2548876_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now for the third day. Woah! It was really a day! Visited the long house. Woke up at 7.30am and then went and eat breakfast. After that, went to the restaurant again and then picked my aunt, cousin and her best friend. My aunt, cousin and her best friend haven't eaten their breakfast yet so they went and eat breakfast while my family were walking around a bit. After they've eaten, we went to the dock and took a boat ride to the place of the long house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/316200_10150282365673267_719893266_7869455_3054144_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/308020_10150282365793267_719893266_7869457_6401445_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/318556_10150282365988267_719893266_7869459_4067093_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/313425_10150282366083267_719893266_7869461_3196458_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/317004_10150282366283267_719893266_7869463_4582879_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we arrived at the place, my cousin wanted to try to ride on the motorbike and I was riding with her while waiting for the van to pick us up to the long house area. Felt the awesomeness. LOL! When the van arrived, got into the van and then off to the long house area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/297010_10150282366963267_719893266_7869470_2969873_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/321538_10150282367038267_719893266_7869471_7373720_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Along the way, we stopped by at the Malay-Iban house cause it was Hari Raya. We visited their house and they provided us with food. Had &lt;i&gt;ketupat&lt;/i&gt; with curry and their curry was super nice. After that, we got into the van again and then we were on the way to the long house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/312483_10150282389878267_719893266_7869643_5277485_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/315369_10150282367478267_719893266_7869480_7703362_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/320986_10150282367268267_719893266_7869474_6073865_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we stopped by the long house area, my dad, cousin, her best friend and I went to look at the Iban primary school. Nice nature :) My aunts, mum and sis were already in one of the rooms in the long houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/311801_10150282367658267_719893266_7869484_165225_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/316255_10150282367848267_719893266_7869486_5064814_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/307530_10150282367758267_719893266_7869485_658109_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After looking around in the school, went to the place my aunts, mum and sis were. Looked around the long house and then we went back to the van. My dad was like still walking around and we couldn't find him. We wanted to leave him alone there. HAHA. We tried to called him but couldn't get hold of him. We waited a bit then he came back. After that, we went back and sailed back to the dock again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the long house trip, went and eat lunch. I didn't really eat much cause I was full after the &lt;i&gt;ketupat&lt;/i&gt; with curry. After lunch, went back to my aunt's house, bathed and took a really long nap while my mum was packing cause we were going to my uncle's house at night who was staying in Sibu. After the long nap, my cousin and my aunt came by with a van, put all out bags in the van, said goodbyes to my aunt and off to Sibu. We went to Sibu town which was beautiful. I went and did my specs. While waiting for my specs to get ready, went to a restaurant and eat dinner and I had Udong Mee. HEHEHE. When we went out of the restaurant and was about to get into the car, my cousin suddenly was like "all the bags are gone". I thought it was a joke weih. Then when went to the left side of the car, the window was smashed. OMG. Stupid sial. We checked the boot, lucky all the other bags were there. My iPod was in my bag. Damn lucky. My dad's bag was robbed. My dad was pissed. His bag had his Bible, books which were from the library, both my sis and I shoe flats and internet modem was gone. The funny thing was the robbery failed. HAHA. I pity my cousin's window leh. After all that crap, got into my uncle's car and get my specs and then went to the balai polis and reported all these. They laughed -.- Okay, nevermind cause maybe the robbery was funny. After all that drama, went back to my uncle's house, washed up and went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The forth day, we were still like kindda freaked out about the robbery incident. We went back home with one less bag. LOL. But thank God we were all safe. Uncle Jimmy fetched up to the airport. Said our goodbyes and we went back home safely. I really enjoyed my Sarawak trip. I wanted to buy souvenirs but they were all so expensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01924-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the new specs yo! I love the side design &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kay, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-8692830475024857470?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/8692830475024857470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=8692830475024857470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/8692830475024857470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/8692830475024857470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/09/sarawak-baby.html' title='Sarawak Baby! *updated photos*'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5717194746337569398</id><published>2011-08-19T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T01:13:58.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time After Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01528-2-1-1-2-1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Finally I can say my piano exam is over! I'm super happy to get this last and final grade done and over with. I'm still thinking of whether to pick up drums or not :p HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So anyway, I was randomly seeing Yi Wen's blog and then I saw that she posted about me. Awwww :') So this time I feel like blogging about her? So here goes nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: font; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/251182_10150271954430435_562185434_9475885_519503_n-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is Foo Yi Wen. Since she said I'm one of her best friends, she's one of mine too eventhough she's a year younger than me. Age doesn't matter in friendship right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I met her when I was in Form 2. I knew her through a friend of mine. I got closer to her last year and I cherish every single moment we spent together. We share lots of stuff together like our problems and many many more. I go &lt;i&gt;gila-gila &lt;/i&gt;with her. HAHAHA. Remember our shoe fight last year? :p Funny sial. FYI, I'm replying you this from your blog. I'm not pretty or cute ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OH OH OH! You know one of my secrets and I know yours too ;) This time we keep sharing stuff about *ehemmmm!* and *ehemmm* cause we both go through the same thing. I find it funny when you keep asking me advice about you know who ;) "why like that?" "I'm scared lah" "how leh??!!" "should I trust him or not?" "what can I do?" HAHAHA. So adorable lah you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thank you so much for being a &lt;b&gt;superdupertrustedbestie&lt;/b&gt; to me. I know I can count on you. PMR is getting closer so study hard and don't get distracted by you know who ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01393-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01397-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/P7300238-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/285086_236967883000528_100000619551152_773212_7662651_n-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Remember this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/Picture015-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/37597_1451742088491_1081425269_1329514_3056695_n-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/37597_1451742168493_1081425269_1329516_2034648_n-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OMG. I look like shit in these old pictures weih :p HAHAHA. Oh the memories. That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5717194746337569398?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5717194746337569398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5717194746337569398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5717194746337569398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5717194746337569398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-after-time.html' title='Time After Time'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1988287734427141683</id><published>2011-08-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T02:42:02.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01781-1-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello I'm back. It's been quite sometime since I updated. So last Saturday, I went to Catholic High School to take be BK 11th Quiz. That school is really huge and there were like so many people there. All from different schools and some from other states. There were people who were taking part in the Oral Quiz as well. For me, it was really quite a good experience. I got the chance to cheer for the people in my school who took part in the Oral Quiz and I finally got this great feeling of being proud of my school cause..WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! In there morning, there was praise and worship and it was super awesome that my school's worship team got the chance to lead praise and worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I kindda feel sad cause I didn't get anything for doing the BK 11th Quiz. Yeah, I didn't win anything. I didn't expected anything also cause I didn't study hard enough. But I mean like, those who sacrificed the time, petrol and effort to study BK and didn't win anything don't get any participation prize, feels kindda discouraging though. It's okay, we are doing this for God. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So today, I had this Interhouse Sejarah Quiz during Koku period cause this month is Sejarah Month. HAHA. It's a competition between the Form Fours. I don't know why Form Five couldn't take part and the questions are from Form 5 text book. Clarissa, Shanice, Deborah and I were representing for Green House. We didn't study at all! We don't have the Form Five text book okay and it was last minute that we found out the quiz was today. We knew we couldn't win cause we didn't study but at the same time we don't want to lose terribly. We were afraid the Form Fives would scold us if we answered all wrongly. So we like prayed that we won't lose terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At first, we thought the questions would be hard but actually it wasn't really that difficult. It was kindda straight forward (not that we answered everything all correctly). We were losing to Blue and Red House but tied up with Yellow House in the beginning. Somehow, we caught up to Yellow House and later to Blue House. It was so relieving cause so many answers we weren't so sure and we all like keep guessing. We were lucky. Thank God! At the end we got 2nd place but it was okay. We got this silly quiz done and over with. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/JPo761WuPpaaqfsqU4S6KchAo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it was like after school and while I was waiting for my mum to pick me up from school, I had this heart-to-heart talk with this friend. I really look up to her and sometimes I am jealous of her. I mentioned about her before in my past post and it's the same person. I am jealous that the fact her attitude is so much better than mine. Okay, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. But I don't see her weaknesses though (not that I want to see). So anyway, her attitude is better than mine and I really feel like nobody hates her. I get hated and sometimes it's for no reason. Something she said that really strucked me. She told me that she sees me sleeping a lot in class (which was true) and she said she was worried about me. Then, I feel that sometimes I really think nobody cares about me. I don't think I can get along with people in my class. Not all lah but some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel unnoticed a lot cause this year I'm really quiet. It's not that I want to but that's the way I am now. Sometimes, I get noticed by the wrong things I do and I get noticed by my weaknesses. Why? It's not fair. And sometimes, when my parents scold me, they just have to bring up the wrong things I do. Just &lt;b&gt;STFU. &lt;/b&gt;I mean like I know I'm wrong but don't bring it up please. It really hurts and it's annoying at the same time. I wish I could be noticed in the good things I do not the bad ones. Okay, maybe people do mention about the good things I do but I feel &lt;i&gt;paiseh &lt;/i&gt;at times cause I'm really afraid what people will think of me. It's not that I want to care but it's disturbing you know? I am me! Please! I hate getting disturbed by that. It's really hard for me to ignore these things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not emo or anything. I'm just sharing out how a feel towards things at times. I'm okay :D HEHEHE. Yes, there is someone who will always care for you eventhough you don't realize. At least I still have great people around me. You know who you people are ;D HEHE. That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-1988287734427141683?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1988287734427141683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1988287734427141683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1988287734427141683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1988287734427141683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-care.html' title='You Are Not Alone'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2409954430507102424</id><published>2011-08-03T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T06:52:07.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01600-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About time to update. Like finally. I don't even have time to go online these days. I don't really feel so good now. It seemed like today wasn't a good day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it all started when all I wanted was encouragement when I was down and when I turned to the person I can actually count on, the person scolded me and wasn't helping me at all. Of course, I was angry. I felt like it's better for me to keep things to myself than to share with people and people aren't even helping me at all. Might as well I solve things myself. That's what I'll always end up doing. It's like everyone is discouraging. I hate it when I don't have self confidence and people just put me down even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that, well I had a bad past anyways. I remembered I mentioned it in my past post. Today, I was sharing stuff with this really close friend of mine. We both also have bad past in Form 1. That is how we got close. Okay, so looking back, I feel pretty useless. Usually people's primary school life is innocent but mine, it wasn't. It was dramatic. It was like lets say girl A doesn't like girl B. Girl B doesn't like Girl A as well. So they both created their own groups and talking bad about each other. Then, I was like neutral. I never do anything. Then after awhile, both girl A and B hated me and suddenly talk bad about me. Omg, even primary school started like that already -.- All the bad stuff they usually talked about me was "oh, Kathleen is a goodie- goodie-too-shoes" or like "She's trying to be a teacher's pet" that was because I was a monitor and there was one "Kathleen always flirts". Like wtf?! Okay, but at least my primary school days ended well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Form 1 would be better but it was worse. I got hated like out of nowhere. You know it was like sometimes cause of one person, everyone hates you. I had this guy friend, he was like nice to me and then suddenly he didn't like me and then he started twisting stories and telling others and the worse part everyone believes him -.- And that was how I got hated. Not only I got hated, even some of my friends got hated by him. It was like freaking childish. In Form 2, it gotten better although there were a bit of dislikes by people. You know what hurts? Even my own friends used to talk bad about me. There was one which was like I was a show off and stuff. Oh ya, there was once people disliked me just because I don't talk much in the group. Like wtf? I get hated when I was quiet. I seriously miss my Form 3 days. I found out who my real friends were and none of these hated was there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel this year the same thing in the past is happening but only quieter. Maybe it isn't happening but I suspect so. Then today, I found out why people didn't like me. Just because I laugh at things that aren't funny and my laugh is annoying. Damn wtf. This year I'm quieter and I still got disliked? What do you want me to do? Don't laugh at all? -.- Now I feel insecure just because of my laugh. Although it's just a small thing, but it seriously hurts. I know I take seriously but but..*sighs* I never do anything and I never knew people will dislike me. No matter how good you try to be but there's always gonna be people who will dislike you. It's just unfair. Urghhh. I don't talk bad about people and people just gotta talk bad about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm37czZybl1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why do we judge people? :( I hate it when people hate you without any reason. Even just a little thing we dislike about people, why can't we like accept others for who they are? Although I judge too but I won't go telling others and stuff. I'm still trying not to judge. Life would be so much easier and we would feel so secure around people and confident about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2409954430507102424?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2409954430507102424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2409954430507102424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2409954430507102424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2409954430507102424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/08/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2886368899414508369</id><published>2011-07-23T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T04:12:59.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Ever Feel Like Breaking Down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/DSC01673-1-3.jpg?t=1311765163" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, last Friday I got to know my Grade 6 ballet exam results. I got a Merit. I was like disappointed. You all may say it's not bad and all but to me it felt sucky. I was the only one in my class that got Merit and the rest got Distinction. You know how that felt like? It seriously sucks okay. I sacrificed netball just for this and I got that result. I felt like I was a failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't like get over it like two days at first and then on Monday, my class teacher shared to us during devotion something that shocked me. He shared that if we don't use the abilities that we have to serve God or use it for the wrong reasons, God will take everything away. I might knew that in the beginning but these few months I never thought of that till that day. Then I came to think of it, maybe God gave me this result to teach me something and I realized I was so focused in exams that I forgot to put Him first and that made me really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time that day, during assembly, we all gotten to know the new prefect post for next year. I was really glad that this friend of mine was chosen to be the head prefect. He shared to me that actually he didn't want to be the head prefect. He knew it was God's calling but he was trying to runaway from it. Now he was chosen, he couldn't do anything. To me, I think it was really great to be chosen to be one cause you can build a testimony in school and such but he told me it was not about the testimony but serving God. He shared exactly the same thing my class teacher shared. Like wow! Like he told me, if he doesn't do it, God will take away everything he has which made him really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/tumblr_ljlghhqZr11qbjt25o1_500.jpg?t=1311572844" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my mum. My mum has been really worried about my studies and sometimes she regrets sending me to learn so many stuff which put me in this type of situation.  She wanted me to sacrifice some activities for now after my piano exam. But all these things are my life so it's really hard to sacrifice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo17/kurei8695/tumblr_lkghcfPQSl1qaobbko1_500-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept thinking and thinking, I cried cause my Ballet results flashed back to me. My mum knew I was really disappointed. I thought I was over it but I wasn't completely over it. My mum told me that she was already proud of me but that took away my self pride. She was already proud of me cause actually, I have physical limitations. I have a tight tendon. I can't bend really low. I really hate it at times. It's like I can't do anything when everyone else can. And that's why I got a Merit. Actually my Ballet school doesn't have grade 6, until they have to open it for me. My ballet school is really high standard. If you wanna go for exams like for Inter-foundation or higher grade, you have to have an audition. It's good so that the school won't have a bad name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was like last year I wanted to take Inter-foundation exam but I was the only one that couldn't take the exam. Yeah, that sucky feeling. And it's cause of my tendon. I really hate it and it's not fair. If I hadn't have that, I can do so many things. Sometimes when I come to think of it, there are people who are really talent, they just like waste it away and don't take it seriously. Hello, what about me? I want to be good in that thing and I work hard for it but I can never be good as that person. Yes, there's always gonna be someone better than me and such but it's really unfair that person just waste that talent away. It's damn sad to have the desire in something but never be good at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is seriously unfair. I'm like trying my best to cope in everything I do but then it's just I end up not doing anything right for myself, parents and people. It's unfair that people can be good in everything they do without having God in their life. Being a Christian is seriously hard :/ I know if I wanna be good in something I have to sacrifice but what about the people who are like multi-talented? Cause of my busy life and such I can't really go out with friends a lot and it's only like once in a while. Sometimes, I just feel like pushing everything to one side and giving all my exams up. All because of studies! Yes, it's the basic foundation and also without that, how to have a future? From the way people see me it's like "wow! how do you cope with so many things?" or "wow! you're so talented. I wish I could learn many things." To me, I seriously I can't cope anymore type of feeling and talented? please lah. I'm average. Look at all these stupid physical limitations and the time given to me. My school hours are long and sometimes I have to stay back after school for Chapel practices. It's really tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just wanna waste time but I can't. I need to be disciplined and then I have to study. If I seriously waste a lot of time, I can't achieve anything. Like I'm doing now, blogging -____- but I'm feeling this way now okay? So bare with me :p I'm still trying not to be so negative but just many times these negative thoughts come in and all bad pasts keep coming in. Okay, okay. Have to be positive now. Right now, I have to focus on my Piano Exam and finishing this last grade and I'll be free. I really wanna learn drums after Piano but I'm not so sure I'm gonna learn yet. After Piano Exam, I'm like going hardcore tuitions and resume back my violin classes and I'm so not sure about Ballet. I mean I do love ballet but it's so exam orientated. I mean everything I do is exam orientated -____- Why can't I learn it for enjoyment? :( The worse part is I made it so long until Grade 6 already. And next year's SPM. &lt;s&gt;Fcuk this.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna stop right here for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2886368899414508369?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2886368899414508369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2886368899414508369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2886368899414508369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2886368899414508369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-ever-feel-like-breaking-down.html' title='Do You Ever Feel Like Breaking Down?'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4596052512376548271</id><published>2011-07-03T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:11:23.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If We Ever Meet Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzUXtne9Xlw/ThEfw3Ul1KI/AAAAAAAABOM/OT97QT3Qzvg/s320/279803_10150704672555497_702090496_19673665_6430738_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625312333906957474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been a busy week for me. Just had Entrepreneur's day not too long ago. My Christian Fellowship Club made sandwiches and rojak. The rojak was really good ^^ Anyway, I went to Clarissa's house to help out with posters. On the way, we went and bought plastic gloves and after that we went to Big Bookstore and guess who I met? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yc83_-zA7mI/ThEgxp_AReI/AAAAAAAABOU/3UNEMvJEqd0/s320/268374_200187753366370_100001254418574_586169_7129003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shu Fayeeee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's like finally I get to meet her weih. Met through facebook :p HAHAHA. It was great knowing her ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it was all thanks to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ocCJJHx8mU/ThEhYU2vahI/AAAAAAAABOc/-5tr1hmPNqU/s320/IMG00377-20110701-1633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we went back to her place and we skped a bit with Shermaine to suggest some songs for Entrepreneur's day. We kindda procrastinated our poster work :p And at 8pm, went to church. It was like my first time going to Clarissa's church. Got meet new people and saw some of my old buddies :) After church, we went back and continued our poster work and we finished like at 1am. Damn tired man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next morning, we work up at 6.30am. We woke up late :p LOL. AHHH! Was so freaking tiring during the Entrepreneur's Day. There were times there weren't any electricity while making our sandwich. Luckily I baked cookies during the week and managed to sell them all. Phew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Entrepreneur's day was also together with Report Card Day :/ OMGGG. I was like damn scared my mum would scold me like last year but this year she understood me. But I still feel really bad though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I got to meet Jan. HAHAHA. We've been talking on twitter but when we met, we were like kindda a bit quiet but after awhile we talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BM5sq6fR0qw/ThEjW0GKVLI/AAAAAAAABOk/XQjPFOxR1PQ/s320/264655_242061915806958_100000094547185_1031351_2343899_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Argh! I look bad :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got to catch up with old friends as well. HEHE. Okay, here are some photos for the week :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VjrnWyeBDyY/ThEj2Hnp8oI/AAAAAAAABOs/PNKW4JXYzNY/s320/DSC01393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EWQJ5hCeJ0/ThEkAUb9K4I/AAAAAAAABO0/f66_LU1WohY/s320/DSC01397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yi Wen &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZZxFFVnDLA/ThEkYVRo2AI/AAAAAAAABO8/mIV2ry2ehpk/s320/DSC01396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyann :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4596052512376548271?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4596052512376548271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4596052512376548271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4596052512376548271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4596052512376548271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-we-ever-meet-again_03.html' title='If We Ever Meet Again'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzUXtne9Xlw/ThEfw3Ul1KI/AAAAAAAABOM/OT97QT3Qzvg/s72-c/279803_10150704672555497_702090496_19673665_6430738_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-339216309364437874</id><published>2011-06-24T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:11:35.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621050814217350450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mrZASoTl4M/TgH77xXYbTI/AAAAAAAABNM/gtG5MX6mljo/s320/DSC01291-1.jpg" /&gt; Well, I got to know my position in class already and it's seriously not good. Actually, my position was way better than last time but the percentage is a nightmare. Like seriously. I deserved it anyway but I'm regretting also. Final term, I'll aim higher. Currently like right now, I feel worried and scared cause violin exam is next week Tuesday and I don't feel confident unlike last year. Maybe cause it's a higher grade or so. Ah, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lectures today. First by my dad, then later by my mum. My dad's lecture was actually stupid -___- I don't wanna say it but he always find something to lecture me and it seriously pisses me off. Obviously my respond to him wasn't that nice. My mum knew so she kindda lectured me on that. Not really lecture but she shared stuff with me and she knows how and I feel. At least she understands me. Although she scolds me and couldn't understand me at times but she'll realize that she's wrong. I understand how she feels and why she scolds me but sometimes the things she does is irelavent that makes me feel worse. Well, my dad wants to correct me but he kindda does it the wrong way until I feel very pissed off. Sometimes, the things I do, I can't let my dad know. My mum has to end up supporting me in the things I do. It's personal so I can't really explain it. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3657lJyBifg/TgSp4CNx6NI/AAAAAAAABNU/8R8LqNVapFM/s320/tumblr_lmbooalpdc1qd8vzuo1_500.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621805014997657810" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is seriously damn complicated. I feel really underestimated a lot. I feel useless and not wanted by people. There was VERVE programme today and today's topic was on peer pressure. The life of teenagers. LOL. We always want to feel in the trend and not outdated. All the gadgets, media, fashion, language and stuff. And why are we into peer pressure? Cause we see everyone's doing it and so we follow. But not all peer pressure is bad you know. I mean like you can make a difference to people in doing the right things. Okay, I'll stop all the crappy talk but currently I feel under pressure in class. All my friends are getting the positions I want but I'm not even close to their positions. That makes me feel underestimated and sometimes they way my friends look at me at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621806513969197698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBTBVl4gQR0/TgSrPSUccoI/AAAAAAAABNc/BDLmKOfw16c/s320/tumblr_lm7bx33bRl1qdcovuo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best you try to do in everything isn't the best people think it's your best. Nothing is good enough for them. You try to impress people but people sees that the others are way better so they don't even bother about you. I keep complaining about myself on why the things I do is average cause I see like others that are good at least in one thing and they feel confident in that particular thing. I don't feel any confidence in the things I do cause it's only average and it's the best I can do. So yeah. I know they'll be always gonna be better than me but you know the feeling right? Sometimes I feel it's unfair there are people that are good in everything they do. Then, when I look at myself I'm like, "wow, I suck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that sometimes parents compare you with other people. The respond it always like "YA LAH! I know lah -____- Sorry I can't be the person you want me to be -____-". That feeling really sucks. It's like I hate being compared and everyone does hate being compared, so why are there people comparing people with other people? And why do I compare with other people and put a lot of pressure on myself? -____- Oh yeah, I wanna feel the satisfaction in myself. LOL. I'm like blogging quite similar from my past blog post. But that's what I feel now. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the little words people say to you can hurt you. I take things too seriously. I don't even know whatever people say to me are either joking or hurting me. I hate it. This is because I think too much about my past. I mean like I'm sure everyone got their bad past and stuff but I don't understand why I keep thinking about it when I'm sad. It's not really necessary. Yeah, change mindset. HAHA. I need help and encouragement for now. I feel lonely a lot of times already and I'm tired of it. Anyway, there'll always gonna be times we all feel lonely right? There's this quote where it says "if there are millions of people in the world, why do I still feel lonely?" This is because you don't know everyone in the world. Okay, that was random. I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-339216309364437874?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/339216309364437874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=339216309364437874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/339216309364437874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/339216309364437874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-my-life.html' title='This Feeling'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mrZASoTl4M/TgH77xXYbTI/AAAAAAAABNM/gtG5MX6mljo/s72-c/DSC01291-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1947916279888680036</id><published>2011-06-17T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:11:45.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8e-1nM5z8Q/Tfiq83W6ZQI/AAAAAAAABMU/wYUN_we55A8/s320/DSC01073.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618428497773618434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to school already. AHAHAHA. Test papers coming in. AHH! The torcher of seeing the results :P Overall it's terrible. Expected it anyway. I got belated birthday gifts when I came back :D Thanks so much people. I appreciate it lots &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday, had this VERVE programme in school again. Like finally! It has been a month since the programme wasn't on cause of exams :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qG0zmDRbrw/TftWrfg06VI/AAAAAAAABMk/6cTp4KOZ_00/s320/Freedom_by_whateverwinnie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the topic yesterday was about freedom. Obviously we all want freedom. Like who doesn't right? Unless you are weird :P joking. So anyway, there are so many things that we want freedom like maybe not to study, no to do homework, time usage and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KrboGRvRrWY/TftW2ogV2kI/AAAAAAAABMs/-0Q8aTJ5nt4/s320/freedom-1600x1200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freedom comes with responsibilities. We hare to earn the freedom by gaining trust from others. Very often we want freedom but seldom take responsibilities. Without the responsibilities, freedom can be misused and abused. We will not know where out boundaries stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Responsible people are &lt;b&gt;proactive&lt;/b&gt;, not &lt;b&gt;reactive&lt;/b&gt;. Proactive is an in they think before they act towards something. Although they can't control the times of bad situation, but they can control their response to whatever happens to them. They are cool, calm and positive. Instead of reacting in times of bad situation, they take responsibility. They are the people that earn the rights of freedom. Reactive is as in they always react in times of bad situations instead of responding. They are negative (just like me :P but I guess most of us are right?). You can tell by the way proactive people and reactive people respond. The proactive response is like "I accept the fact that I'm wrong", "I can do it!", "I'll keep trying harder"...while the reactive response is like "I don't give a damn", "who cares?", "so what? not my problem", "life sucks", "sei loh"..HAHAHA. So true right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5UmXQE11u0/TftfnouzBLI/AAAAAAAABM8/kLV3gPzueXk/s320/tumblr_ll4ibz6NqH1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If we are reactive people, we have to check ourselves and change our attitude. It's a fact you can't control everything around you. You can't change the weather, you can't change a person, you can't change school life, you can't control situations..but you can control your attitude or your response towards something. Usually, we waste time on the bad situations we face and neglecting important things in life. We usually believe everyone is wrong and we get easily offended. We become angry and often blame people. Also, become selfish and never think about others (that's so me). Instead of being all tha, we should never complain and have positive response towards the bad situations. God made these situations for a reason. He wants us to put faith in Him and wants us to be a stronger person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fH-EV06hdn8/TftwHc0HZ3I/AAAAAAAABNE/Hjd5grmwnYQ/s320/tumblr_lj20ni2pQd1qaniwro1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I'm like blogging crap. HAHAHAHA. But all these really gave me a reminder about myself cause I'm a lot of a reactive person. I'm gonna change my mindset. I remembered that was my new year's resolution but I tend to not do it and often I forgotten about it. So we all need true friends and family to encourage us and be there for us in times of bad situations. Everyone needs to be encouraged :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_00_ZXxjizE/TftfYiXkOLI/AAAAAAAABM0/QQfnA3uRa_g/s320/tumblr_ljsgv0mYXX1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-1947916279888680036?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1947916279888680036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1947916279888680036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1947916279888680036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1947916279888680036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/06/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8e-1nM5z8Q/Tfiq83W6ZQI/AAAAAAAABMU/wYUN_we55A8/s72-c/DSC01073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6824758156622252162</id><published>2011-06-12T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:11:58.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdBzfTTintE/TfRJmflhRPI/AAAAAAAABK8/pIQ9peK5UDE/s320/DSC01278-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617195560900576498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little miss birthday &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So four days ago, I celebrated my birthday. Yay! I'm sixteen now :D HAHAHAHA. Sweet 16. Thank you so much everyone for the wishes on Facebook and text messages. Wait, got birthday song sang by people through Skpe ;)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so recently I have been really busy lately. On my birthday, I went to MPYO to see Matthew Kam performing on the piano and he performed one of the hardest piano concerto. It's an half and hour piece and he memorized it. Like wow! The orchestra performed epic songs though. It was a good performance. Then the next day, I went to Matthew's master class to get tips for my Grade 8 piano exam and after the class, I had &lt;i&gt;yamcha &lt;/i&gt;with Matthew's professor from Melbourne and his conductor. &lt;i&gt;Yamcha&lt;/i&gt; with the pros weih. AHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/b1/Kung_Fu_Panda_2_Poster.jpg/215px-Kung_Fu_Panda_2_Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I know it's late but finally I got the chance to watch a movie with my family. So we watched Kung Fu Panda 2 in 3D and it was not bad. Many people said it was really funny but to me it was like only okay. Some parts were funny, some were kindda stupid though. Fine, maybe I don't have the sense of humour. Oh wells. I know it sounds stupid but I cried in the part where Little Po was abandoned. Come on, he was just a cute little panda. Anyway, it was for a good reason. Imagine you got abandoned by your parents when you were just a little baby kay. HAHAHA. It's just a movie anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iotAIZ5FyEQ/TfSOIYgTzOI/AAAAAAAABLs/EhG3Ynk6Bp0/s320/tumblr_ljnfsb3nRE1qbjt25o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I did learn something from the movie. It kindda explained my current situation anyway. I tend to keep remembering my horrible past but that doesn't explains who I am today. Although the past may hurt us a lot but you can change the things you want them to be in the present and later in the future, you'll discover yourself and know who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nqUQNlSYbU/TfR_B7Znh0I/AAAAAAAABLE/gEfItBMEo0I/s320/tumblr_lgvoa90k3n1qaobbko1_400%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday, I had received a birthday present from this friend and I felt really touched and bad at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dh31V3bYcZ8/TfSQvUpAwXI/AAAAAAAABL8/nBnGQcck-Rw/s320/stone-neckpiece-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was a note she wrote there if I got any problems and it's hard to handle alone, I can always call her and tell her anything about it. She also wrote there that she could be a shoulder for me to cry on. Then I realized, I was really a bad friend cause I hardly share stuff with her these days and it's like I totally forgotten about her. I feel terrible. Many things I handle, I do it all by myself. The touching thing is even I hardly share stuff with her but she's still always there for me and eventhough, I hardly share things with her, she never got angry with me. Then, there was one she said that she missed the good times we had together in camp. I really miss that to. It was like the only time I could really share things with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was a note she wrote to remind me to appreciate people around me because life is short and fragile. We do not know what will happen tomorrow and you might not know but who knows the person we treated really bad today or maybe in the past is gone like the wind next day. Forgive the person who hasn't been treating you right although it's hard but we just gotta try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKoxF0lS510/TfSGVwwed1I/AAAAAAAABLM/I7mX9EDrYRU/s320/tumblr_lcxs2lHocT1qbpwzeo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel these days I hardly spend time with my friends and I've become really selfish. I had feel kindda brokened up. I keep things to myself and all along I did not realize that they were always there for me. They never got angry with me and all but I should never take them for gruanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna change now. I'm gonna share a little things more to my friends and get to really know their personalities. Not that I don't know their personalities but I wanna like understand them. God has put them for me to appreciate them. Not only friends, but family. Yeah, everyone has their own sets of family problems especially you know, parents. They might not understand us but we should respect them and when they are old, we should take care of them cause they raised us. And who knows if you keep treating them right and respect them, they'll be a point they'll realize they had done wrong to us and apologize. Say a simple "I love you to them" or maybe give them a little hug. They need our support to you know ;) Family right? EHEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since we have to appreciate people, so I just gotta say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WK0Ykl5XV_0/TfSLWemeSRI/AAAAAAAABLU/xXlecEcGIXE/s320/Photos%2B014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We were form 3 ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We knew each other since std 1. Superduperlong buddy. I remembered we didn't really get along well in primary school and you didn't really like me then. AHAHA. It's the past. We never fought but you were still there for me when I needed you. We were the same class the whole way through and we were suppose to be in the same class this year till you shifted school. Well, it was what you wanted and I respect that. Although we kindda dwindled a bit last year and that was your last year but I'm still glad that I can keep in contact with you. I enjoyed the times we had together in the counselling group last year and lots of other things did together. Have a great birthday and God bless. I miss you :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;remember this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2qQwF0E2UoQ/TfSNuDjUYzI/AAAAAAAABLk/R5mK-C_whjU/s320/21562_1313934803395_1081425269_970455_1441595_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AHAHAHA. With Nicole :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So back to school tomorrow. I'm so not gonna like this week. The test papers coming in and I know I won't get good results anyway cause I didn't work hard at all this term. It's okay, I'm gonna do better in the final terms. Watch me :P Even maybe I'll have times I want to give up, I just gotta remind myself that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G81yao5lwkY/TfSQScKvNvI/AAAAAAAABL0/rdKBKuuCiCU/s320/tumblr_lhzuqcF5ag1qajjdco1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5318668722763651089-6824758156622252162?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6824758156622252162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6824758156622252162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6824758156622252162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6824758156622252162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/06/appreciate-people.html' title='Appreciate People'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdBzfTTintE/TfRJmflhRPI/AAAAAAAABK8/pIQ9peK5UDE/s72-c/DSC01278-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6399144530316781753</id><published>2011-06-07T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:12:10.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXrvzQuQcoA/Te4cBN9MfGI/AAAAAAAABJs/UoFQsNo0jWU/s320/Picture%2B034.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615456592629365858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I know..I just updated my blog yesterday and here I am updating again. It's not like me to update my blog constantly but right now I don't feel so good and there's no reason for it. It's always like that -________- And when I'm like this, all the past bad memories come in. I really need a hug right now. I feel like I just wanna cry out infront of a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhAX-wl31yI/Te4d-K95vqI/AAAAAAAABJ0/EOyYio8BDG0/s320/tumblr_lg0ep6PYv71qzr04eo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You see, I'm a lonely type of person. I mean like among my friends in class, I'm quiet. Sometimes cause, I don't have the same similarities as them and one thing is they are smart students while me, no where near them. At home, I feel even more lonely. I don't even say "hi" to my sister and I'm not even close to her and there's a reason for it. I don't blame her. It's hard for me to share things with my parents. I mean like it doesn't feel right to share things with them. I don't like my dad. Everytime I have a problem in like studies and when it's near exam and I got the chance to ask him and when I ask him, he scolds me. Fine, I know it's last minute but it's better to understand before the exam and not understand at all. I hate it when he's in a bad mood. He outs from nowhere comment bad stuff about me and he really at times blames everyone in the family. As for my mum, at least she understands me. Just that, I never tell things what's going on my life. Even she might want to know but I just can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since I feel lonely at home, I text this person a lot. You know who you are. He knows me really well even closer than my girlfriends.  I'm not sure if it's bad but it's really easy to tell him stuff than my girlfriends. I'm not sure why I'm close to him but maybe it's cause of my personality. HAHA. It's easier to express myself to him than my girlfriends. In school, everything seems normal to me and stuff. I mean I do enjoy myself in school. I'm most of the time happy in school but problems are hard to share among my friends. Maybe cause I don't want to trouble them or I'm scared to tell them. GAH! Nevermind. Anyway, there'll be a point in time I'll share more things to them when I really have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3Kn3chpcwY/Te4u_uEL8hI/AAAAAAAABKM/0zE9n2TKRfE/s320/tumblr_lljybrKP8U1qdu4dpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I'm&lt;i&gt; L.O.A. &lt;/i&gt;Like seriously. I usually try my ways to get attention but usually I ended up being called "annoying". That was kind of my standard 6 memory. I had a dramatic memory in primary school. HAHA. It's damn childish. It's like if we don't like a person, we gang up and then we have this book and we write bad things about a person. I got that like a lot of times and you know why? Cause I was annoying -_____- Anyway, in the end of primary school days was okay after all. Then, when I was about to be in secondary school, I pictured my days in Form 1 will turn out well but actually it didn't. I nearly got suspended cause of my blog and I posted bad stuff. I got hit by the &lt;i&gt;rotan&lt;/i&gt;. I got into a relationship and I thought that one will last but it didn't. Worse mistake ever. That guy talked bad about me to my friends. Yes, my friends did talk bad about me. That's normal. I didn't know who my true friends were back then. Sometimes, it's like we might know everything, but we actually don't. Then, I was being called "braces girl", "ugly" and others cause I wore braces and I had specs. Damn retarded. Now you see, I never think that I'm pretty. Not that it matters to me anyway. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZwurVJIYgQ/Te4l7tbuA0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/SJ09bnG-zFI/s320/tumblr_lki6ydXZ391qcrsn7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You see, I'm always afraid what others think of me cause I'm tired of people talking bad about me. I have no self-confidence in myself and I can't take good compliments from people. I have low-self esteem. I try to be good enough for people but I can't. I'm like average in everything and I can't find things that I'm good at. This year, I got kicked out of the netball team cause I only go for training once a week. I'm mean like it's better than nothing right? I got to many commitments thats why. Yes, I'm not a committed person okay D: It' not that I have the "don't care" but I was just doing my best in my commitments I had and this is what I got. Too many commitment ended up I got scolded. URGH! I was really upset when I got kicked out of the team and I couldn't take the fact. One thing cause that was the only sport I'm strong at and it was the only thing I could represent school as a team. I remembered I was like upset for erm..around 2 weeks I think cause of that. Come on, it's hard right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm like struggling now in studies and other activities I do. It's just too much for me and I feel discourage at times and I feel like just giving up. One thing is cause I'm not good enough in the things I do. Next 2 months, it's my piano exam and I don't feel ready at all. I'm like doing my best now to practice at home everyday during the holidays. Seems like everyone is having fun, going for holiday or going out watching movies and stuff. I didn't even watch any movies at all. &lt;i&gt;Sien dao&lt;/i&gt;. My eyes have been mostly facing the laptop and being bored. I search for songs and stuff and chat too okay :P I've wasted a lot of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLk0xeelTXY/Te4rcLlKA6I/AAAAAAAABKE/GxCuj4Sh4Gg/s320/DSC01265.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went for gym yesterday and I felt good to sweat out and burn the fats. HAHA. Well, it's a good start for me to train my stamina again. Okay, nevermind. What I want to bring up my point is I do feel insecure about myself. Currently, yes I feel insecure cause of my horrid skin. I have scars now on my legs from the allergy I got from the Tanjung Karang trip. &lt;i&gt;Thanks a lot&lt;/i&gt; -_____- I have to wear long pants now. I'm very conscious about my look now cause you know, the times in Form 1 (points up). I know it's unnecessary but the past did hurt me a lot. Well, looks don't matter. Looks won't last long and looks are really deceiving. Sometimes, I wonder why people can't see that :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvtv_VlHETs/Te4vxSxHPNI/AAAAAAAABKU/d55UqdXTRWU/s320/tumblr_ljgyy03xDR1qakbvpo1_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have to keep reminding ourselves we're beautiful in every single way. Like the song "Beautiful" by Christina Aguilera. God made everyone of us perfect in His eyes. Like the song "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga. HAHAHA. Okay, but these songs are inspiring lah. We should love ourselves and accept ourselves the way we are although it's hard sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7JtMP2knzfU/TfGWzM_SFvI/AAAAAAAABKk/vpuaaCt1HJo/s320/tumblr_lmik0jCLpg1qb2g1po1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to the point, sometimes we feel the world is against us and you feel unloved. Just remember..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R_st_9Yav64/Te4xplhdCCI/AAAAAAAABKc/BgezpEwDB2Y/s320/tumblr_ll4lk6bzNM1qcxieko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You might realize who the someone is yet but there will be a someone who mean a lot to you in life. Just be patient. Good things come to those who wait ;) HEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmfe94keSA1qzfq3xo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel so much better after blogging this. Yay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-6399144530316781753?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6399144530316781753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6399144530316781753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6399144530316781753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6399144530316781753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-life.html' title='That&apos;s life'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXrvzQuQcoA/Te4cBN9MfGI/AAAAAAAABJs/UoFQsNo0jWU/s72-c/Picture%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6972830375253364571</id><published>2011-05-27T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:12:21.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanjung Karang *added new photos*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll_yUVfoSJI/Td9Pz5ZfCSI/AAAAAAAABBY/6eGO7FMS_SU/s320/DSC01211.JPG" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611291413726562594" border="0" alt="" style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: normal; "&gt;in Gabriel's shades (Y)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from the Tanjung Karang trip yesterday. It was a really tiring trip. So what happened? The first day, I got up really early, got ready and headed to school. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeJk0vp_Ya8/TfdrhElZeQI/AAAAAAAABME/WDQNzqg-gTo/s320/248483_223357841016072_100000255741477_856929_7515171_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When, I arrived at school, put down my bags and had breakfast in the canteen with my friends and all. After that, there was a briefing by Mr. Nigel. Before leaving, we grabbed some snacks in case we were hungry in the bus. There were 2 buses. The Sub-Science class and girls from Arts class were in Bus 1 while Science class and guys in Arts class were in Bus 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgBL42RNYAY/Td9Wtvaup9I/AAAAAAAABBo/-NPWDw5Ku2U/s320/DSC01208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was in Bus 2 and was sitting beside Shanice. At the back of me was Dena and Chia Ee. Ashley and Clarissa was at the back of them. Along the way, we talked and then, Shanice and I was listening to music. I was listening to songs on my Ipod while Shanice was listening to songs on her phone. Shanice was playing Angry Birds on her phone at the same time. HAHAHA. There was one part in the bus we were searching for songs to play then all of a sudden Chia Ee took out her phone, put at the back of us and started playing "Hakuna Matata". Gave us a shock. I thought the song came from my Ipod and Shanice thought the song came from her phone. LOLOLOLOL. Then, there was a "concert" at the back of us by Chia Ee and Dena. Chia Ee played a lot of Disney songs on her phone. I can't believe she'll actually download Disney songs. We all became hyper and we sang "Under the Sea". We even made up lines like "Under the Coconut Tree", "Under the Sky" and all the nonsense. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Kuala Selangor. We went to the pewter factory. Before we started the tour arounf the factory, we had a toilet break so Clarissa, Chia Ee, Shanice, Ashley and I camwhored in the toilet in the factory. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFOfzZYVjy8/TeiDiyhIf8I/AAAAAAAABF8/RV8yZ-ONEbY/s320/250790_10150205949269413_736214412_7074581_3049966_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sTdbXugkCvQ/TeiC41r13pI/AAAAAAAABF0/t96jUNuTo7M/s320/252932_10150205949129413_736214412_7074579_3788839_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0pRLBE4mB0/TeiD5tklMDI/AAAAAAAABGE/NyqScsi-_lY/s320/252983_10150205948954413_736214412_7074577_1956804_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kindda cool looking at the people making shapes out of pewter. Saw a lot of Lord of the Rings shapes. Took some photos there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UGOvDiEih7E/TeSIDQ67N6I/AAAAAAAABDA/G-XE1MtTvuU/s320/252631_10150198596089775_786389774_7279496_3801591_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XS_IPISTJA/TeSHsUgKwkI/AAAAAAAABC4/MPnnh5jpwmc/s320/247686_10150198597779775_786389774_7279535_7882248_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pjxV1wTKYKU/Td9XHzzQoCI/AAAAAAAABBw/NowUUGK3gts/s320/Photo0520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lPt4jm7mbw/Td9XXjS6m-I/AAAAAAAABB4/y5NxQleqg-0/s320/DSC01204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-w0tYgirFY/Td9XugsXo8I/AAAAAAAABCA/Zzd_oDrhicg/s320/DSC01207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8N9rtp6Fp48/Td9YHR3qa-I/AAAAAAAABCI/wzamJPRgDnw/s320/DSC01206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the factory visit, we went and change our pants into 3/4 pants cause we were going to catch eels at the paddy fields between Sekinchan and Tanjung Karang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4-hXTu8Z00/ThEeDwjFsII/AAAAAAAABN8/07FDz4oTnjk/s320/249541_223375234347666_100000255741477_857204_6246028_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before going there, we stopped by at a village and had lunch. We had seafood! After lunch, we walked a bit around the village. We took photos as well. We did jump shots. Most of photos are with Brandon, Benjamin, Isaac and Gabriel and they haven't uploaded it on facebook yet. Some of the photos are with Clarissa as well. Currently I only have one photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R92C7nvDTLg/Td9au99k8BI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Y_5YPmYdRgQ/s320/Photo4154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, I've gotten more photos:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh9aoOIlyyc/ThEeY_f98PI/AAAAAAAABOE/ruEKnwOfio0/s320/254379_223375327680990_100000255741477_857205_1745395_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to SpeedMart99 and camwhored. Sampat :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIBuaQd3-l8/TeiFCXRpl_I/AAAAAAAABGU/QVBrxMEGCNY/s320/252793_10150205951469413_736214412_7074625_6799073_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nISGzYNc-J4/TeSIR9L1ubI/AAAAAAAABDI/OUavS30WdvU/s320/246619_118339298249700_100002208916036_169359_1537291_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3wQ9MTIGLE4/TeSQxl4iRwI/AAAAAAAABDw/vzih_05WsYc/s320/253789_10150191038569952_535834951_7025517_6495455_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJd3gMOfe5A/TeSI933ZpGI/AAAAAAAABDQ/CkAnlcvu97k/s320/251246_10150198598129775_786389774_7279544_7276270_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The jump shots :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0Lidem7YRs/TeX9VgJdmXI/AAAAAAAABEI/4ZWyudOJLJE/s320/253832_208701602502627_100000883653118_533419_2796392_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lKmg9VLey4c/TeSJbZ2nMpI/AAAAAAAABDY/_h2ifq8Z8eE/s320/248301_10150198598099775_786389774_7279543_6865421_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAcyTiiuAlY/TeSJ1EkKU1I/AAAAAAAABDg/Ll5XBt5N0YI/s320/251586_10150198601459775_786389774_7279638_6608746_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;peace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, we got back on the bus and we headed to the paddy fields. On the way, we all got hyper and we sang "Friday" eventhough it wasn't Friday. HAHAHAHA. When we arrived there, we gathered in a place. We took turns in carrying out the activities. The people from Bus 1 went on the tractor and travel around the paddy field area and carried out their activities while we, the people from Bus 2 stayed back and do other activities while waiting for the people from Bus 1. So before travelling around the paddy field area, we played with &lt;i&gt;gasing, &lt;/i&gt;made &lt;i&gt;ketupat&lt;/i&gt;s and whistles out of long leaves, made scarecrows and crushing the wheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lsnUjoevt84/Td9gHBt9bcI/AAAAAAAABCY/r5k_KU9wJpw/s320/DSC01209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The &lt;i&gt;ketupat&lt;/i&gt;s were really hard to make. It takes patience to make one. I managed to make one but with a lot of help. It was a good start. The whistles were easy to make but sometimes when you blow, the sound would not necessarily come out. It depends how you make. We kept blowing the whistles. HAHAHA. It was noisy but fun. The &lt;i&gt;gasing &lt;/i&gt;was fun to play too. I took a lot of practice just to spin a&lt;i&gt; gasing. &lt;/i&gt;When the people from the Bus 1 came back, we got on the tractor and we started travelling around the paddy field area. We visited a Malay house, the ones made of wood and built quite high. We learnt about the house and we learnt about the tools they use. After that, we went to a chicken farm and that was a place they use to peel off the coconut skin. They use a sharp thing to peel it off. Mr. Tan demonstrated how to peel the coconut skin. Dena, Chee Han, Gabriel and Aidan tried. Aidan can juggle with the coconuts. Awesome! Later, we went and catch eels. I love this part the most. I got to feel the eels. The eels nearly died cause we were like playing with them and some of the guys kindda like grab the eels tightly. I hope they are okay. After the eel catching, we walked along the paddy fields a bit and headed back to the tractor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0uGDic2KMw/TeSKVt46VmI/AAAAAAAABDo/AvemN3RRBRE/s320/253031_10150198601714775_786389774_7279647_4240644_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I look fat somehow :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPuM1LHOx58/TeiEZ0IvuAI/AAAAAAAABGM/X7zPGM863cA/s320/251230_10150205933549413_736214412_7074417_986715_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the same spot we gathered. We got back on the bus and we visited the sugar cane plantation. Some of us ate the sugar cane. When the people were making sugar canes, there was a lizard that when inside the machine and died. EWW. I didn't dare to drink the sugar cane. HAHAHA. Some people drank though. After that, we went back to the bus and we headed to the firefly park. On the way to the firefly park, we talked. Sebastian, Benjamin, Zoe, Ms. Gloria, Mr. Nigel and Mr. Andrew were sitting around my area. Sebastian and Benjamin kept teasing Ms. Gloria. Inside stories. Ms. Gloria got picked on. Aww. LOL. Some point in time, I slept along the way. We felt really icky and sweaty cause we didn't take a bath the whole day. When we arrived at the firefly park, we took our bags and luggages and we hung around the place awhile. There were souvenir shops. Some of us bought souvenirs. After that, we put our luggages in a room for temporary. 1 luggage room for guys and 1 luggage room for girls. Then, we gathered and break ourselves in groups of 12. I was with Chia Ee, Shanice, Clarissa, Ashley, Rebekah, Bart, Chin, Brandon, Keith, Gabriel and Soon Jin. After that, we went and see the fireflies. We got our life jackets, got into the boat and we started sailing. We had to be quiet in the boat. It was like super dark and quiet as we watched the fireflies. Most of the fireflies were on the trees. Kindda disappointing. Only 2 fireflies flew near us and they weren't that bright as I expected them to be. Oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErAMI6InwNk/ThEdU07qCsI/AAAAAAAABNk/0qRgjJfhOfw/s320/252953_223375531014303_100000255741477_857208_8384507_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aGyPQRIiBsw/ThcXZfN600I/AAAAAAAABPE/zWduLBop8ZE/s320/247066_223371824348007_100000255741477_857167_7980892_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After seeing the fireflies, we went for dinner and we had Seafood again. After dinner, we took our bags and luggages and we were separated in rooms. We stayed in chalets. It wasn't that bad. My room mates were Chia Ee, Shanice, Clarissa, Ashley and Rebekah. So, I was with them in the rooms and we all wanted to take a bath. We were like "Finally!". We were so icky and sticky. We unpacked our stuff and getting ready to bathe. So, Clarissa went and bathe first. Then, so happened the guys knocked on our door and they said our room was suppose to be their room and they said Mr. Nigel gave us the wrong room. We were like "WTH?" and we already unpacked our stuff. Our room was like air-conditioned and the guys felt the air-cond and they just came in into our room. Like OMG. We were like quickly putting our girl stuff into our bags cause it's like you know, privacy right? OMG OMG OMG. Worse, Clarissa was still in the toilet and was about to bathe. She was like quickly changing. After a while, Mr. Nigel called them to use the other room and we were like relieved and feeling stupid at the same time. We had to unpack our stuff again and after the guys left, Clarissa came out really blur and she was like pissed off. She rushed just to change and the guys left. LOL. So she had to go into the toilet again and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we all bathe, we hung out a bit and played games while we ate junkfood. Deborah and Winnie came into our room and played games. It was about the time to sleep, so Deborah and Winnie went back to their rooms. We six, were still talking. Bart and Brandon called us and talked to us on the phone. Clarissa and Chia Ee crapped the most. They exchange identities. Bart and Brandon couldn't tell their voices. LOL. We wanted to prank call Keith but it failed cause he switched off his phone -.- No fun. HAHA. We were about to sleep so Chia Ee and Clarissa set their phone alarm. Chia Ee set her alarm tone to "Hakuna Matata" while Clarissa's alarm tone was "Ring Ding Dong". LOL. Then, we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Chia Ee's alarm rang "Hakuna Matata" and we all woke up then, she switches off the alarm. Then, Clarissa's alarm tone rang and she switches off and we went back to sleep. We woke up kindda late which was like 6.30 a.m. Everyone else woke up so early. We rushed to brush our teeth, pack our stuff and clean our room. Luckily we weren't the latest. We gathered with our bags and luggages and Mr. Nigel gave us a briefing on the jungle trekking and the later schedule stuff. Then, we went to have breakfast. After breakfast, we got into the bus and we were on the way to same area the day before that. We slept a bit a long the way. When we arrived, we gathered and the tour guide gave us a briefing about the swamp forest. We got into the boat to cross over the river and then, we went on the the swamp forest. We walked through the water all the way. The water looks like iced lemon tea. HAHAHA. The branches kept poking me and there were some parts I got tangled in the branches. There were deeps parts a long the way. We jungle trekked for nearly more than 3 hours. My pants got ripped at the left side. I got a bit of cuts on my legs. After the jungle trekking, we went and bathe. We had a community bath. OMG. So not used to it. It was quite an experience. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOVULuCdJZ0/TeSUMdLVlRI/AAAAAAAABD4/NLmBFe-b1xo/s320/DSC00095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that, we went to the bus and we headed for lunch. Seafood again! Enough of Seafoods for now. HAHA. Before that, we stopped by at the paddy field and we learned to harvest. After lunch, we went to the &lt;i&gt;Kuih Bahulu &lt;/i&gt;factory. It's just a small factory. We walked around looking at the people making the &lt;i&gt;kuih bahulu&lt;/i&gt;. We went to the Mart and we bought the &lt;i&gt;kuih bahulu &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;keropok&lt;/i&gt; as well to bring back home. After that, we went back to school. On the way to school, we slept and we do our normal things in the bus. We arrived school in the evening. We said our goodbyes and we went back to our respective homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have a lot of rashes from the jungle trekking. Damn itchy &amp;gt;:( A lot of people got them too. Allergic to the dirty water. Never going jungle trekking in the swamp forest ever again. HAHA. Anyway, we survived the jungle trekking and that's what counts right? :) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&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/5318668722763651089-6972830375253364571?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6972830375253364571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6972830375253364571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6972830375253364571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6972830375253364571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/05/tanjung-karang.html' title='Tanjung Karang *added new photos*'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll_yUVfoSJI/Td9Pz5ZfCSI/AAAAAAAABBY/6eGO7FMS_SU/s72-c/DSC01211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2061394432696863714</id><published>2011-05-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:12:31.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music Taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dd3791ENOg/Tduq7g-j-tI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1CJxYGbLVU8/s320/DSC01183-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610265700261427922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello peeps, Mid-term's are finally over. OH YEAH! So just updating for the fun of it :P I'm gonna do a random post right now. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So recently, I have been challenged not to listen to screamo music for 3 days. It's seriously damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; agonizing for me cause I have been listening to screamo music like everyday since November last year. Screamo music are seriously damn good. All the skills there and their vocal screams. It's rare for people to listen to these type of music cause it's noisy for people. There are people asking me "How do you &lt;i&gt;tahan&lt;/i&gt; these type of songs?" and some of my friends who just realized I've been listening to these type of music, they are like "OMG, Kathleen! What kind of music are you listening to? @__@" Oh wells. Different people have different taste of music. Here are my few favourite screamo bands which are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zioL1JDDV3U/TduuTvJ-wzI/AAAAAAAABAI/VuhByglKovI/s320/AskingAlexandria3942054885_13a18cd6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610269414919160626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asking Alexandria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A4mxtaLB4K0/TduulAChQtI/AAAAAAAABAQ/qIE9OryWkkM/s320/10817286_TopspotUSA-Alesana--jpg.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610269711509045970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alesana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jhce-Tvik3E/Tdu2tX_frII/AAAAAAAABBA/Hf086uTJoEQ/s320/jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abandon All Ships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTkqqHY7Q2E/TeDNb1alHUI/AAAAAAAABCo/OAAbbL8d9IE/s320/bring_me_the_horizon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring Me The Horizon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAlOTIxMn_Q/TduvOdQQtkI/AAAAAAAABAY/x0Npq_ikxcQ/s320/of-mice-and-men-91116.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of Mice &amp;amp; Men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gYglI3zVaQ/Tduw1gcgcBI/AAAAAAAABAg/0PN-JLA_bvk/s320/escape_the_fate_08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escape the Fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gD1_KXk7N4w/Tduxna4WGzI/AAAAAAAABAo/Qfs5wjZKQCg/s320/eyes_set_to_kill_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes Set To Kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this band below, the girl does the screamo (Y)  Best girl screamo band (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6Fcyj8SYXk/TduyhnO0uKI/AAAAAAAABAw/sc7TiOM_kPQ/s320/102219_photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Agonist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I like this screamo band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dGQuMqPfSA8/Tdu6hc5ZtNI/AAAAAAAABBI/3yp6TMtDSg4/s320/3104540540_7b23995bcb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Fear And Faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, I still listen to rock bands. My all time favourite is still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-InKNMkLpNWg/Tduzl5hNvgI/AAAAAAAABA4/GyWz-T4aThw/s320/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've even even been to their concert. I miss it so much. LOL. My first and best concert. HEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Criticize my music taste all you want. I don't care. I call them skills. I still listen to other songs as well. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm off to my form 4 trip at Tanjung Karang. I'm kindda nervous for the jungle trekking part cause it's gonna be at a swamp area and there are crocodiles :P LOLOLOL. The form 5's have been telling me stories about that trip which made me even more scared. &lt;i&gt;How evil&lt;/i&gt;. Will be updating about the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2061394432696863714?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2061394432696863714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2061394432696863714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2061394432696863714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2061394432696863714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-music-taste.html' title='My Music Taste'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dd3791ENOg/Tduq7g-j-tI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1CJxYGbLVU8/s72-c/DSC01183-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-8234202565448165400</id><published>2011-05-20T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:12:41.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLnkO_Jbhbc/TdYvQqa6t0I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/iOIR92roSH8/s320/DSC01111.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608722349248132930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reeeeetard! :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I'm back. Just finished 2 weeks of Mid-terms. Phew! Ain't over yet. I still have on more paper to go on Tuesday. There isn't any exams for me on Monday cause I don't take Art and Literature subjects. Gonna have BK exam on Tuesday. So now, I'm quite relaxed. Three days to study for BK. LOL. This week has been a stressing week cause of all the new subjects of exams like Chemistry, Biology, Add Maths and Physics. Oh boy, I feel like I'm gonna fail all of these. Oh wells. It's just Mid-terms and I'm still not used to the exam formats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, speaking of BK, I'm studying the Book of Luke. Yesterday during Chapel, pastor Andy from Acts Church came and he shared something that kindda like gave me a wake up call and the his sharing touched me as well. He spoke about a story from the Book of Luke which was when Jesus calmed the stormy weather. Well, I never came to noticed that there was a deeper meaning in the story. I just treat it like normal and memorized it cause it came out in my monthly test before. This story really talks about &lt;b&gt;faith&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Wkb52Z2kGY/TdYzdPlSoyI/AAAAAAAAA_o/SiCHVInUZw0/s320/how-do-you-keep-the-faith.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608726963428696866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What is faith? It is believing something that you can't see. When Jesus got into one of the fishermen's boat, it's like Jesus coming into our lives. The boat is like the fishermen's life cause without the boat, they can't go out and catch fish, without the fish, the can't earn a living and without earning a living, they'll suffer. As the boat was sailing along the sea, Jesus went asleep and then there was storm. This is like when in times of trouble and in need of help, you pray and sometimes you feel like Jesus isn't there and then, you wonder why He hasn't answered your prayers. When the disciples found Jesus asleep, they called "Master! Master! We're about to die!". After that, Jesus calmed the stormy weather and turned to His disciples and said "Where is your faith?" You see, God sometimes don't answer our prayers instantly cause He's testing our faith. He wants us to make us stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many times we called out to God and we wonder where He is. God is already in our lives if you've accepted Him. This is the part where pastor Andy sharing awakened me when he asked "&lt;b&gt;What do you put your faith in?&lt;/b&gt;"  You see, many people put their faith in their careers. It's kindda like the fishermen and their boats. They were like depending on the boat to safe them. Like example, if they have a ship, of course they'll have no worries. People put their faith in careers cause whatever hard work they've earned and their successful lives, they won't be suffering. You know within a second, their successful lives can be gone? They are people losing lots of money with seconds just because of a companies competing with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Among us students, we tend to put our faith in education. Must score well for exams and stuff to satisfy our parents and makes us satisfy as well. That pressure us a lot. Of course we all wanna achieve right? There are believers who doesn't go to church cause of exams. I'm also one of them. I'm not saying it's wrong but when we go to church, we have the faith in God to work in us and He'll reward us in whatever results He'll give. It doesn't have to be education, it can be sports or others. We should put our faith in God to help us in whatever we do. If we depend on our strength too much, we'll be tired and warned out and sometimes we end up getting results that we don't want. When we put our strength in God, He'll bless us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the story, the disciples were amazed at Jesus's power and said "Who is this man who has powers over nature?". The disciples were have been with Jesus for so long and they even called Him, Master and they asked who He was. You don't go along the streets and call strangers your master right? HAHA. In this case, sometimes we know a person for very long but you don't know who they actually are. Like example, your close friend betrays you and of course you'll be like "I thought I knew you", the kind of thing or lets say that friend has a behaviour you never thought you knew, you'll be like "I never thought you were like that".  Many of us tend to put our faith in people and lets say they betray us, you'll feel like you don't have anyone by your side. God will never leave us or forsake us, that's what the Bible said. He's always there for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you know we put our faith in something without realizing? For example, when we're tired, we just go to sleep and knowing the next day we wake up. Who knows we can die in our sleep right? And another example, we go inside a building, it can be our house. We have the faith that the building will hold up and not collapse. Who knows the building will collapse when we go in? By the way, not cursing any of us here :P Anything can happen right? We can't control situations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No matter what, there's always gonna be times of troubles. God has a purpose for that and He has His reasons. It's whether or not we put our faith in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGZmWLVI7bE/TdZIcQIM4eI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QzBI_Vm45fs/s320/tumblr_ljqpr7LXSM1qb0zqgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-8234202565448165400?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/8234202565448165400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=8234202565448165400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/8234202565448165400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/8234202565448165400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/05/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLnkO_Jbhbc/TdYvQqa6t0I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/iOIR92roSH8/s72-c/DSC01111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2259930352327835868</id><published>2011-05-14T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:12:51.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-terms</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAb8sdRsXzA/TcQG1qDpg4I/AAAAAAAAA-0/HQAjA71Ux-M/s320/DSC00846.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603611355248165762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to blog here since yesterday but Blogger had problems. So, here I am blogging now. Well, I'm in the midst of Mid-term exams now and one week of exams are gone so far. I'm kindda taking a break for studying at the moment. Not gonna be so stressed up. 6 more exam days to go till exams are over and off to Tanjung Karang with the form 4's. Exam period is like going really fast. Last week, took ballet exams and it was okay, I guess. This is a short post so don't mind me. HEEHEE :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm off now, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiM8680DANk/Tc3ZCa5tlLI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Aeqo9PrIogc/s320/tumblr_ljnfpwa8vI1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606375746750485682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2259930352327835868?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2259930352327835868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2259930352327835868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2259930352327835868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2259930352327835868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-post.html' title='Mid-terms'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAb8sdRsXzA/TcQG1qDpg4I/AAAAAAAAA-0/HQAjA71Ux-M/s72-c/DSC00846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-7981067546141870168</id><published>2011-04-30T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:13:02.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness (:</title><content type='html'>SUP PEOPLE :D My name is Awesome (: my Kathleen made me post this -.- i dunno what for but she made me post this :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; suppose to post how much I love her &amp;lt;3???? anyway hope you like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt;... wait ah let me think what to post. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.... Okay :D &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ummmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;basicly&lt;/span&gt; as you can see it that she loves me too &amp;lt;3 cause i got her password ;P. Anyway &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; besides the point, actually i dunno what to post at all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, but here goes nothing. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. I Love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kathween&lt;/span&gt; because.... well no one can explain love, so my love towards her is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;undescribeble&lt;/span&gt;. It all started with me teasing her, then i started liking her (: then you know how it goes (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I treasure every moment i have with her. Everyday I text her. She helps me in everything. I can tell her anything. (: She's that awesome. (: I dunno what you guys think of her, but to me she's awesome. To me she can turn a frown to a Sm:)e. Can you? (: Okay i seriously dunno what to post here xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to us living really far apart the most we can do is text ): sometimes we WEBBY :D I can see her pwetty face ^^ I'm seriously jealous of those who can see her everyday ): lucky ): anyway she's AWESOME xD She's caring, FUN, FLUFFY :D, and likes screamo music -.- (i dun mind screamo :P) she's nice to HUG ^^ EEEEEEE ^^ xD I miss her so much now ): HAAAA CHOO *wipes* and now i know she misses me ^^ gonna see her soon :DDDD anyway :D she wants to read this post xD seriously this post is all random crap xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU KATHWEEN &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_libbqpBd8v1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-7981067546141870168?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/7981067546141870168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=7981067546141870168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7981067546141870168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7981067546141870168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/awesomeness.html' title='Awesomeness (:'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5910553975119487925</id><published>2011-04-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:13:14.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcbM25_k25Q/TbqCkhbqhBI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Mf28Z4GViSk/s320/221848_10150231897012018_665082017_8595905_3027312_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600932650549937170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tuWB4H5OB0c/TbqJdp2u9kI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SQY5DQhvwvM/s1600/tumblr_ljlggh40xR1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not suppose to be blogging right now but here I am blogging. &lt;i&gt;Relax mah!&lt;/i&gt; Mid-terms are coming really REALLY soon. Just one more week to go and I'm having my ballet exam as well. Oh the stress! So, two days ago, we had this VERVE programme again. I know I keep blogging about the programme but I learn lots of things from there and through this programme, I realize things about myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the topic that day was about setting you priorities right. Since Mid-terms are getting closer, we should set our priorities right. Obviously parents are nagging at us to study hard and stuff but we don't really need them to nag at us after all, we all want to be successful right? We all want to achieve something. Like who doesn't right? If you want to achieve something, we all got to work hard for it. Not only work hard, be disciplined and plan time properly. The problem with us is we want to be successful but we are too distracted along the way. That's when laziness comes in. We have the habit to waste time. It's so normal for us. But why? Cause working hard is really hard for us to do it and wasting time, doing something else is easier.  Cause of wasting time, we procrastinate things. Many of us do that a lot, including me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not our faults we procrastinate things. Everyday, we have so many things to do like school, tuition, going to church, doing sports and lessons (music, dance..), studying, homework, time with family and friends and so on. It's just too much and obviously we want a break. So, we waste time doing other stuffs. But doing too much work can over stress ourselves. This is when time management comes in. We should check ourselves how much time we spend doing these particular things. Through this, we know which particular thing we spend the most and we can set a schedule to balance up the time. It's really hard for me to do that cause whatever schedule I set, I'll never follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many times we tend to have this feeling of giving up. That's when friends and family comes in. If they really love you, they'll motivate you and remember, we all want to be successful right? So who cares if you failed this time, just continue to work hard and who knows you'll achieve it one day. Enjoy the things you do at the moment. Whatever things you do, put in with all your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the best for Mid-terms people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tuWB4H5OB0c/TbqJdp2u9kI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SQY5DQhvwvM/s320/tumblr_ljlggh40xR1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5910553975119487925?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5910553975119487925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5910553975119487925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5910553975119487925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5910553975119487925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcbM25_k25Q/TbqCkhbqhBI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Mf28Z4GViSk/s72-c/221848_10150231897012018_665082017_8595905_3027312_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5696535081188306683</id><published>2011-04-21T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:13:31.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Values</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzUryqJsjmg/Ta_4vJ2n2kI/AAAAAAAAA-M/NslD-vCZgoc/s320/cross.jpg" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597966350827379266" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the first time, I did many things for Easter during Chapel. Played piano during worship which was lead by Emily Fung in the morning. After worship, had this Easter Presentation thing which was done by us, Form 4's :D So there were 11 of us which was Gabriel, Chin, Aidan, Soon Jin, Keith, Sarah, Niki, Kristy, Jeremy, Dena and including me. We did this skit introduced by Mdm. Nicole found on youtube, which was called "The Champions" by Carmen. It was like about Jesus vs. Satan in the boxing ring and God was the referee. The Bible was the boxing rule book. The demons were supporting Satan and the angels were supporting Jesus. This skit was trying to explain how we can get victory in Jesus. This skit is something different cause previous years all the dramas were like showing about Jesus dying on the cross. So the characters were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; acted by Aidan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus &lt;/b&gt;acted by Soon Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Satan&lt;/b&gt; acted by Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;the angels &lt;/b&gt;acted by Keith, Sarah and Dena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;the demons&lt;/b&gt; acted by Chin, Jeremy, Kristy and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;the possessed soul&lt;/b&gt; (part of the script) acted by Niki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had makeups on. Since I was acting as the demon, I find it really cool cause usually my characters in plays are usually the good people and now, I'm the demon. Awesome! I looked demonic with the makeup on. Too bad no picture cause I didn't bring camera. Well, I was hoping the presentation will turn out perfectly but there were technical difficulties 2 times. First one, was in the beginning of the narration and the 2nd one, was in the middle of the skit. Dang! Such a waste but we pulled it off in the end. After that there was a touching video shown which was about a man who had a son. The man was a bridge master and his son love watching trains. One day, the train was coming too fast and the bridge was up. The son tried to warn the dad but the dad was in a middle of a call. So, he tried to fixed the problem. When the dad saw what happened and he found that his son went missing. Then, the son fell into the bridge and the train was coming fast which leads to a choice whether to pull down the lever to save the people in the train or leave it to save his son. At the end, he sacrificed his son to save the people. Next, Sarah and I did a performance on the song "At The Foot of The Cross" by Kathryn Scott. I played the piano and Sarah sang. We performed that song yesterday as well, during the Junior's chapel. Yesterday we did better cause there weren't any mistakes but today there were a bit of mistakes :P Whoops. But it was fine and Sarah's voice is simply awesome. I love her voice. *&lt;i&gt;Jealous&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;LOL. After that, Mr. Ee did a sermon at the end of chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Good Friday is tomorrow, I was reminded in chapel today that God truly love us to sent His Son to die on the cross and no matter how many times we taken God's love for granted, we will still allow us to draw back to him again. No matter how bad we are, He still loves us. Through Him, we'll be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had this VERVE Programme again and this time the topic was about values. Many of us, we value people on the impressions they do to us. Like, people impress you with their talents and abilities. We often value ourselves on what talents we have. For example, sports, academics, music, dance, cooking and so on. We want to be known to people and we want people to value us like that. Cause of this, we often compare to people. There some of us who feels talentless like me :D joking. I'm trying to say everyone has talents. Some of them, can't be seen and some of them are there but we don't realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest value is not the impressions we make but the things we treasure in life. We all want to be valued by people and have people we value in life. Not necessarily, people we value but other things as well. Honesty, we should value God first cause whatever things we do, we should put God first and depend our strengths in Him. If we use our own strengths to satisfy ourselves, we'll be tired and warned out. When we value Him, we value others as well. He gave us people to value and treasure them. We should value others for their good things they do to us and how they impact our lives. By that, we will never take others for granted. Most importantly, we should value our lives. Never take our life for granted cause maybe one slightest accident, you'll be gone and you will never know when u'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of people, we have to be careful in what people you're mixing with. Don't get easily influenced by the bad things people do and if it's among your friends, make a difference. Give them an impact. Be special, be yourself :) You are different :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a blessed Good Friday :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04IcVwURixc/TbAAz31QaTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/FcpQD3Qs5P0/s320/tumblr_lh810q73bN1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5696535081188306683?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5696535081188306683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5696535081188306683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5696535081188306683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5696535081188306683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/values.html' title='Values'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KzUryqJsjmg/Ta_4vJ2n2kI/AAAAAAAAA-M/NslD-vCZgoc/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5524417141402829507</id><published>2011-04-15T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:13:43.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day 2011 *updated*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0rTkBY1bg-w/TbkufcYy08I/AAAAAAAAA-c/rjsfLfE9U-0/s1600/216514_10150170285954413_736214412_6743205_487572_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0rTkBY1bg-w/TbkufcYy08I/AAAAAAAAA-c/rjsfLfE9U-0/s320/216514_10150170285954413_736214412_6743205_487572_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600558729342931906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Sports Day is officially over for the year. Yaaayyy! Well, I have never felt so miserable in my life for Sports Day (okay, maybe not that bad). I only ran for 1 event for Sports Day which was 200m. Actually, I never expected much this year cause the Form 5's were really good in running and they represent school. Even so, I didn't really run my though cause I had no&lt;em&gt; semangat &lt;/em&gt;to run so I jogged all the way through (kindda a bad attitude right?). But I mean what for I use all my strength to run and end up feeling terrible that I'll lose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The rest of my running events were held on Sports Rehearsal which was on Tuesday. I ran for 400m and 4x200m. Well, lost all the events. I didn't win anything this year so it's kindda disappointing. Could have won something for 4x200m if only there wasn't any dropping of the baton and cutting lane. Cause of that, we got disqualified. We were damn close to get something and we gave the chance away to the Blue house :'( That day, I cried cause I did my really best in that event. I rather lose than being disqualified. I never gotten that feeling in my life. Oh wells, there's a next year for me and it'll be my last year so I'm gonna give all my best :D I'm gonna train hard after my ballet exam. I deserve to lose cause I haven't been training this year and after I got recovered, I felt my running slowed down a lot. I had fun cheering for green house :) We won the best cheer :) AWESOMENESS! Our cheer is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hey we're back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The best is yet to come,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;J-O-H-N,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We are number one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;WHOOOOIYOOOH! (&lt;i&gt;that part was really random xD&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Overall, Yellow house won. Red house got second and Blue house got third. It's okay, Green house will rise up next year ^^ We are gonna do better ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Saw some old Sempurnians today and Jessy! :D I felt good after seeing them. After all the Sports Day commotion, I have to study for April Monthly tests coming up and study really hard for Mid-terms. I hope I'll keep to my word cause I don't really keep to my words though :P I need to be motivated. Ballet exam is coming up soon. AHHHH! April is really going fast :O Time to be serious now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bSbqmM6kGVU/TagIpqGK--I/AAAAAAAAA-E/1sgZtAsZd94/s320/tumblr_linxt5fV4s1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5524417141402829507?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5524417141402829507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5524417141402829507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5524417141402829507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5524417141402829507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/sports-day-2011.html' title='Sports Day 2011 *updated*'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0rTkBY1bg-w/TbkufcYy08I/AAAAAAAAA-c/rjsfLfE9U-0/s72-c/216514_10150170285954413_736214412_6743205_487572_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-290115715129494187</id><published>2011-04-13T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:14:10.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVye0okEg34/TaVv7Q2kuUI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZZ4iwkGMQUs/s320/DSC00763.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595001176004540738" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, there was this VERVE Programme in school. It's a leadership programme for Form 4's. We were having this programme for the past 2 weeks already. So today's topic was about personality. This topic really helped me a lot and I got to know myself even better. There was this survey thing where we get to know what were our personalities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, the survey kindda said I'm a quiet person (I don't think so but I am quiet at times. Depends on people). It also said I'm a good listener. I'm an easy going person and I don't like pressure. I take things slowly.I'm easy going as in when I'm in a group, I don't mind people's opinions and I just take their opinions and all I do is just take part in the group. It also said that I don't confront people. Like lets say a person did something and I don't like it, I usually go to other people and share with them what the things I don't like about the person and people help me solve the problem. It also says I'm friendly as well :D I'm a peacemaker (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are weaknesses in personalities. So for my weaknesses, I'm selfish and unconcerned. Selfish as in I don't share my problems with people. I find it hard to share my problems with people cause it's hard to find people to trust. And for unconcerned, like example, sometimes when I share my problems, I don't really realize people also felt the same way as well and maybe worse than me. I don't really express out my feelings much to people. Sometimes when I'm hurt and I have the things going in my mind and people ask me whether I'm okay so I just say "I'm fine". The reasons are because I don't really want the person to worry about me so much and I don't wanna give trouble to them. I don't really give much opinions to people when I'm in a group cause sometimes, maybe they are stupid and I'm afraid of people won't liking my opinions. Cause of these weaknesses, I become negative.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every personality has strengths and weaknesses. We should build our strengths and improve our weaknesses. Sometimes strengths can become weaknesses. Like example, if you're a positive person. Then if you are too positive, you'll be overconfident. Also another example, if you are a courages and bold person. Too much of boldness will make you become stubborn and it'll be hard to listen to other people's opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always gonna be some parts of personality in you where people might not like. It's easier to point out people's weaknesses than your own one. When people point out your weaknesses to you, you sure will not like it. If you wanna point out people's weaknesses, check yourself first. What for if you want others to change if you don't even change yourself? When people point out your weaknesses, reflect on it and don't be stubborn to change. If you don't change, people will continue disliking you. After all, we aren't perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVERYONE'S PERSONALITY IS UNIQUE :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE YOUR PERSONALITY :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvhm_5RLs-8/TaVwBjtEPRI/AAAAAAAAA98/nvVRn0n2M8o/s320/tumblr_le9kh1Mz8v1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-290115715129494187?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/290115715129494187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=290115715129494187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/290115715129494187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/290115715129494187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/personality.html' title='Personality'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVye0okEg34/TaVv7Q2kuUI/AAAAAAAAA90/ZZ4iwkGMQUs/s72-c/DSC00763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5063622346374964152</id><published>2011-04-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:14:24.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I45HJH0MzKA/TZyJaa_L55I/AAAAAAAAA9c/3c9A41AJASc/s1600/196847_207960035883780_117390791607372_853744_3648690_n-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I45HJH0MzKA/TZyJaa_L55I/AAAAAAAAA9c/3c9A41AJASc/s320/196847_207960035883780_117390791607372_853744_3648690_n-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592495924301260690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sampat me :P taken by Daryl -.&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a person who is always stressed up easily cause I expect a lot from myself and I'm always busy doing so many things. So for my English oral, I'd talked about stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys! Experiencing stress at the moment?  So my oral topic for today is about stress. What is stress? According to researchers, it is a physical, mental, or emotional response to events that causes bodily or mental tension. Simply put, it is any outside force or event that has an effect on out body or mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are causes of stress among us, students. First of all, it is academics. As we grow older, we have more and more subjects coming in our way so it is hard for us to cope. Not only that, we are loaded with homework and we spend late nights just to complete our homeworks. We also spend our late nights studying for school examinations as well. Because of that, we, students are under parental pressure. That is one of the main causes of stress. Our parents want to see us, children succeed in school. They expect us to get good grades and have a successful future.  One of our main problem is time management. We lack of time management because there are so many things that we, students have to do. We find it difficult to balance time between academics, sports and home life and cause of that, we get stressed. Peer pressure causes stress as well. For us teens, we often care of how we dress, behaviour, choice of friends, music and so on just to fit into our peers. We want to feel accepted and not being left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do we overcome stress? When we are too stressed, we can be angry and frustrated. We should take a deep breath and take time to calm down and asses the situation. It's harder to deal the situations when we are angry and frustrated. Sometimes when we are stressed, we often cry and we ended up asking questions to ourselves or blaming people. I tell you guys, don't waste time doing that. The time spent for wandering and asking questions should be spent by dealing with stress. We should be disciplined by learning how to plan time properly. One way is to plan and set a schedule or a timetable. By that, we are able to discipline ourselves and not wasting time. Whenever you have problems, talk to someone. Talk to your close friends or your parents. Most advisable is to talk to your parents cause they have more experience in life. Your friends might not be able to give good advice but at least there are there to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's is all for today. Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt good after I presented this. I'd released my stress through talking about stress xD LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5063622346374964152?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5063622346374964152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5063622346374964152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5063622346374964152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5063622346374964152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/04/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I45HJH0MzKA/TZyJaa_L55I/AAAAAAAAA9c/3c9A41AJASc/s72-c/196847_207960035883780_117390791607372_853744_3648690_n-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1637440371233946466</id><published>2011-03-29T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T05:27:58.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589353787383667346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qIdyoZSWOAY/TZFfp-z82pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/m9Bqu89sd1c/s320/15022011%2528005%2529-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I should be in school now but here I am blogging. FYI, I didn't skip school. I'm still recovering from my fever. I got slightly better yesterday. Well, I learnt something throughout this whole fever thing. It wasn't only just an ordinary fever. It was like a muscle pain, headache, vomitting etc. I was like sick since Wednesday already but I went to school. So anyways, the causes of me being like that in this condition is maybe the weather and also overstressing myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, you see I'm a person who compares everything with people. Everything like looks, personality, studies, sports &amp;amp; talents. I do tell people that looks doesn't matter but I myself do care about looks. Just a bit. But looks can be really deceiving. I just wished that people realize it. Like really realize. When I compare personality, I compare to the really good ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like this, I have this friend in my class and she's been my friend since std 4 . She's really really REALLY nice and she's the &lt;i&gt;happy-go-lucky &lt;/i&gt;type of person. I've never seen her angry or pissed of at anyone. There was this time I asked her whether she dislikes anyone from school she was like "NOPE!" with the big smile on her face and I asked her "Are you really sure?" and she replied "YES". She's the person who doesn't talks back behind people's back. She NEVER gossips. She's so sweet, kind and really helpful and I really hope she won't be taken advantage. She's a motherly person and anyone can share her problems with her but I never knew her problems till last year. I mean like I knew roughly but it's not detailed but I wouldn't mind cause it's a choice to share it and I can't force her too. I've never seen her rude at all and she's a forgiving type of person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at my personality. I'm not saying that I have a shitty personality but I'm trying to say I have the good sides and bad sides of me. I do gossip a bit but not to the extend. It's not right. I do get talked bad by others. That's normal. I do get pissed off easily and I'm pampered. I'll be rude at times and I'll feel bad later. I have no self-control but I really pray that God will teach me to be. Speaking of forgiving, I do forgive people but sometimes I still hold the grudge in me and when people asked me whether I'm fine, I just say yes. It's like it's very easy to say "I forgive you" or "it's okay, I'm fine" on the outside but on the inside do you let it go? I'm not saying don't forget what the people has done bad to you. It's not like&lt;i&gt; forgive and forget &lt;/i&gt;and then settled. I say this cause I'm sure the person will the same thing to you again and this time is it easier to forgive? I'm a very secretive person. Sometimes it's hard for me to share problems. The also thing is I don't want to trouble the person and also, is that person willing to help me? I do doubt a lot in myself and to others as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for studies and sports, I'm average. It's like this, being in a so called "smart", "good-influenced", "hardworking" class (not blaming the class, I love 4 Science) and all the new subjects got me stressed up and making me not coping well though and there was one point in time I wanted to change stream but a friend of mine was like "Kathleen! wake up! you wanted to be in this class since last year and you worked hard for it and you telling me you want to drop?! Don't give up so easily". Well, that really woke me up. That was when I didn't want to change stream and started to remain again. And there was this 1 time I posted up on twitter that whether I made a right choice to remain in my school and suddenly this friend of mine replied "Don't worry. This is just school. Whatever shit they give you, just take it. I was like you in that position. Just remember, school is not equals to life". It was really shocking of him to tell me that but it was a nice advice for me remember. I compare people in studies as well and looking at myself "Why I ain't good enough?" type of feeling. Not satisfied. One thing also I'm lazy and indisciplined. For sports, sometimes I really REALLY want to get medals and usually sports day is the time for me to get some especially in running. So I expect a lot from myself. The feeling is like "I must achieve something in this event". I'm an average runner so most of the time I get 4th place for single events and sometimes 5th. The feeling of getting 4th is like I'm not trying enough. Usually my greatest achievements are like 3rd place and I will be really happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most I compare is talents. I do play instruments and I do dance but I'm only average. The feeling is like why can't I at least be good in something? When I look at people, they are people that are at least really good in that 1 particular thing. And if you are good in that particular thing, you'll be so focused to that thing. Sometimes, being average gets you nowhere. What if people come up to and asked "what to you excel at?" and you'll be like "erm.." Come to think of it, I realize all these things I do, I love doing it. The problem with me is I compare. I have to remind myself in whatever things I do, I must enjoy it. God has blessed me with all these opportunities. I thank God what he was given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was sick, my mum took the trouble to take care of me. She fed me in bed, gave me medicine etc.. She treated me like a princess. And on Sunday night, I really had this high fever, she took the trouble to send me to the hospital and she was beside me throughout the whole checkup and blood test. Then looking back to what I've done to her, I wasn't true to her. I was rude to her at times. But when I was sick, she was always there for me, looking after me till I got better. She was so worried about me when I was sick. I just wanna say "thank you mummy, I love you. Have a safe trip to Singapore tomorrow. God bless" and also to my dad "thank you daddy for praying for me. I love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I teared when I was typing this :') I feel so much better after blogging this. When I go back to school tomorrow, it's a brand new start again for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SWfW5Qd1H8w/TfGZBSQ73zI/AAAAAAAABKs/EUA-zaXBHDk/s320/tumblr_lmcsy27s4L1qbjt25o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-1637440371233946466?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1637440371233946466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1637440371233946466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1637440371233946466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1637440371233946466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/03/comparison.html' title='Comparison'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qIdyoZSWOAY/TZFfp-z82pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/m9Bqu89sd1c/s72-c/15022011%2528005%2529-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-920735522707438496</id><published>2011-03-16T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:14:54.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Retreat :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeIk8xnmVmo/TYB-4_OdQ7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/fRRe2wadzdE/s320/DSC00123.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584603055449260978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello, I haven't been updating. So yeah, having 1st term holidays. I just came back from youth retreat not too long ago. The retreat was for 3 days. It was at SUFES campsite in Tapah. I had fun :) So the theme for retreat was "Unpretentious". I seriously learned a lot from this camp. I got to know about myself better and I'd learn to trust others because I've been a secretive type of person. On the way to camp, Aaron, Matthew, Ryan &amp;amp; I were singing random songs. Matthew was crazy man. He kept calling himself a unicorn and he did many crazy things. LOL. At 1st when we arrived at the place, I didn't like it. The dorms were cramped but after awhile I got used to it. There was the trust fall. It's like you stand on something high and when you fall back, there'll be people catching you. At 1st I was scared to do it but then, I managed to do it :) We played mafia. This game is like people have to guess who the mafia is and kill the mafia. There will be hunters, a witch, a fortune teller, a little girl and normal citizens. The hunters are suppose to hunt down the mafia. The witch is suppose to heal or kill people. The fortune teller is suppose to guess who the mafia is. The little girl is suppose to try to peak who the mafia is and she gets caught by the mafia, she's dead. The normal citizens are suppose to discuss who the mafia is and get rid of the mafia. I got to be the mafia but then I failed to be the mafia :P People guessed it was me. FAILED! At night, we had an interactive session which was kindda cool :) There wasn't any speaker in the camp but Uncle Vincent gave us a topic on a situation and we discussed it in groups and a person from each group had to share their opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well on the 2nd day of camp, it was hectic day for me. In the morning, I did an embarrassing thing. I don't want to mention. It's like to me it's embarrassing but to others it was shocking and it wasn't anything wrong to them. Some more, I had stomach pain. So I cried cause of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; embarrassment and at the same time stomach pain. You know how that felt like? We had fasting on that day till 2.30pm. This fasting thing was like a time between you and God alone, no talking to people. I didn't managed to fast though I wanted to cause it was like after stomach pain, I was hungry. It was an exception I ate but I felt bad though. In the evening, we had amazing hunt. Gosh, I got hurt in the 1st part of the game. I did the stupidest mistake. It was raining in the evening but after the rain, we played the game. There was 1 part where we had to jump into the river and swim. Since it was after the rain, the river was rough and we couldn't see any rocks. At 1st, everyone had to swim in the river but after I got hurt, Aaron didn't let any1 swim in the river. The ones who swam in the river were Daryl, Gary, Ryan, Matthew, I-Tzn and I. Ryan &amp;amp; Daryl were in the same group like wth? I was the only girl weih D: It was the scariest experience ever. I kept screaming and I cried at the end D: Cause it was scary. I got cuts and my leg was bleeding but I couldn't let my group down, so I continued playing. Btw, the people in my group were Yeoh-Li, Chin Wern, Craig, Gregory and I. Gregory didn't play cause he was helping out for the game if not, he could have swam in the river. I should have forced Craig to swim but oh wells. There was 1 part of the game where we had to drink some disgusting stuff it was like coffee, oats, chili, tomato juice mixed together. Gross :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P Actually it wasn't that bad. We drank a bit but since I was the group leader, I made Craig finished them all :P Not my fault, I got hurt in the river alright. HAHAHA. There was 1 part of the game we had to squat on the ground and peel the banana without hands. Looked damn sick weih. LOL. That part I hated the most. We had to dance the nobody song by wonder girls thanks to Cher Maine and we had to do a pose. Michael did it damn funny. He came up with his own actions. Then, at night, we had movie night. We watched "The Mask", an old movie but it's related to our theme. The movie was funny and damn imba. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last day, was the day we went home :D YAY!! We had sharing time about camp. Then, we headed home. I went to Francine's house after that and played with Sammy! :D Took pics of him :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o9U7mx3DNI8/TYCycX6xvcI/AAAAAAAAA7A/njTD7_ghXQg/s320/14032011%2528002%2529-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcAqalD5wAQ/TYCyyY3X-EI/AAAAAAAAA7I/LIYIB-uwvKw/s320/14032011%2528003%2529-001.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584660116677326914" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_83EkFeqaBI/TYCzuW2FF5I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Wyr94xb36co/s320/14032011%2528004%2529-001.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584661146927175570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zTifo9SVLMQ/TYC00Hm5fDI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Uxdvr7-N51w/s320/14032011%2528005%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's mine!!! :P &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for now. Bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9IilHZ6cV98/TYC18vIOvfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ft0x82wgC9A/s320/193798_207783265901457_117390791607372_852843_405271_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-920735522707438496?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/920735522707438496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=920735522707438496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/920735522707438496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/920735522707438496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/03/youth-retreat.html' title='Youth Retreat :)'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeIk8xnmVmo/TYB-4_OdQ7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/fRRe2wadzdE/s72-c/DSC00123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4824442499844276717</id><published>2011-03-04T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:15:12.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn It Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuTMud9ckL0/TXC8mA7y0cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EoM1N2eRHlc/s1600/04032011%2528003%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuTMud9ckL0/TXC8mA7y0cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EoM1N2eRHlc/s320/04032011%2528003%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580167299583889858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! Today, I've tried to pigtails to school :P something different. Well, school this week has been okay I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, had the most sesat day in school. It all began with this. In the morning, had Bio class. So we were gather at the lab and we had to carry out an experiment. So my group was Chia Ee, Shanice, Ashley, Clarissa &amp;amp; I. Apparently, our experiment failed and we were wondering why. So, Mdm. Selva gave us the chance to redo the experiment again during lunch time and we got the permission to skip Chemistry class for 1 period. So, when we were carrying out the experiment, we were scared to turn on the Bunsen Burner and we didn't know how anyways :P Then, we saw Ben and we asked him to help us on it. Later, we managed to solve the problem in our experiment. At the end, we wanted to turn off the Bunsen Burner. We were like "UH OH". We were scared to turn off the Bunsen Burner. HAHAHAHA. We were like screaming and shouting and we were like far away from the Bunsen Burner xD Should have seen our faces. Clarissa tried to turn it off and she was freaking out while she was trying turn it off. Then, we saw Johann, a form 3 guy. We were like begging him to help us. He was like walking like a baby dinosaur and we were like "FASTER LAH! LATER THE WHOLE SCHOOL BURN!" HAHAHAHA. Then he helped us and he was like "just turn lah, cannot meh" LOLOLOL. Omg, so embarrassing. Form 3 helping us Form 4's. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a funny and embarrassing moment xD Okay, I'm off now. Bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4824442499844276717?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4824442499844276717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4824442499844276717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4824442499844276717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4824442499844276717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/03/turn-it-off.html' title='Turn It Off'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuTMud9ckL0/TXC8mA7y0cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EoM1N2eRHlc/s72-c/04032011%2528003%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3524733294533793798</id><published>2011-02-14T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:15:24.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELWcdPUEZSk/TVk3DCD1mPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/mhGSgAYSe-A/s1600/01022011%2528007%2529-001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELWcdPUEZSk/TVk3DCD1mPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/mhGSgAYSe-A/s320/01022011%2528007%2529-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573546539079801074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's time for me to update. I've changed my blog theme cause the old one had errors :/ First of all, Happy Valentines Day! :D and Happy Birthday to Deborah &amp;amp; Ashley! :) I've been through a lot of ups &amp;amp; downs lately. But there are just too much so I shouldn't mention so much. Well, Valentines Day. Yes, it's a day where couples give presents and stuff. Not only that, it should be among friends too :) Show your appreciation towards them. Not only today, but everyday. Sometimes, just smalls words you say can lightened up their day even you just don't know it. Like a simple "Hi" or "How are you?" or "thank you". Encourage people :) Don't tear people down. We aren't perfect so we should help each other out. Build each other's confidence. Watch what we say. Don't have anything nice to say, just shut up. Seriously. Just little insulting words can piss people off. Don't judge people. Get to know them better before you talk bad about them. Everyone has their good sides and bad sides of them and there's always gonna be someone who will dislike your personality. Don't let that stop you from being yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't why but somehow I feel like I dwindled away from people. I have become quieter. I don't feel like what I am suppose to be. I feel like I'm not close to anyone anymore. I don't know why. I've feel a bit left out and lonely at times. Is it my fault? I don't get myself. Did I do anything wrong? Oh wells. I feel like I've screwed up in many things. I don't think I'm a good friend. I feel selfish. I feel that I've made a lot of wrong decisions. Haiz. Things haven't been going right for me these days. Nevermind, I will turn things around I hope. Okay, I'm off now. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-3524733294533793798?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3524733294533793798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3524733294533793798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3524733294533793798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3524733294533793798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELWcdPUEZSk/TVk3DCD1mPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/mhGSgAYSe-A/s72-c/01022011%2528007%2529-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-5507062854228978829</id><published>2011-02-03T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:15:35.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUpJu2aR3rI/AAAAAAAAA5k/L2YLQ2hipdg/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUpJu2aR3rI/AAAAAAAAA5k/L2YLQ2hipdg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569344958425587378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy the angpows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-5507062854228978829?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/5507062854228978829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=5507062854228978829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5507062854228978829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/5507062854228978829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai!'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUpJu2aR3rI/AAAAAAAAA5k/L2YLQ2hipdg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2790715547688504502</id><published>2011-01-28T02:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:15:49.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUKZpumXA-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/hrt8SkhJb_E/s1600/10529_1223371537930_1038221467_710883_8174732_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUKZpumXA-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/hrt8SkhJb_E/s320/10529_1223371537930_1038221467_710883_8174732_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567181031545963490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo, I'm back :) I seriously don't know what to update. So many things have been happening in school. Chinese New Year holidays are here :D Yay? but there're homeworks &amp;amp; studying need to catch up cause monthly test is after the holidays. Sien. I haven't been doing so well lately :( I'm having cough and running nose. Ah, sucks. Have been staying up late as well. A lot of bio homeworks. Siao. Essay questions and stuff. A lot of stress. I've been screwing quite a lot of tests already :( I feel horrible. FML. I feel so stupid. Okay, I'm off now. Bye.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-2790715547688504502?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2790715547688504502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2790715547688504502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2790715547688504502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2790715547688504502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TUKZpumXA-I/AAAAAAAAA5I/hrt8SkhJb_E/s72-c/10529_1223371537930_1038221467_710883_8174732_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6131146852648170573</id><published>2011-01-16T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:16:03.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Back Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TTLCO8MjuNI/AAAAAAAAA44/J_nc0Q8axr4/s1600/13853_104623299549002_100000039985107_124167_51031_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TTLCO8MjuNI/AAAAAAAAA44/J_nc0Q8axr4/s320/13853_104623299549002_100000039985107_124167_51031_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562722051688741074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, back again to blog. It's the 2nd week and there are more pop quizzes :/ I've failed physics and most of my classmates fail so I'm not alone :D HAHA my sejarah teacher said 80% of the class failed D: OMG, I'm sure that I'm one of them. Dayumm. Not so good after all. Had BK quiz also and I think I kindda messed up a bit. I didn't screw it really badly anyway. Apart from all that, I still had fun in school :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to FGA church yesterday to collect the money for scoring in PMR :D The letter said had to be there at 2pm but then it started like almost 3pm -.- my goodness. Time wasted. Could have brought my homework D: I was hoping just to take the money and leave :P HAHA. There was a PTA meeting also and the giving out the money thing was the last part. So had to wait until 4pm. While waiting, I went to a mamak stall with Chia Ee, Dena, Shermaine Siew &amp;amp; Xin Yi. But since Dena, Xin Yi &amp;amp; Shermaine didn't want to eat, so they left back to the church again and I was with Chia Ee most of the time in the mamak. After that, went back to the church again and then, I saw Jessy :D :D :D aww, I miss her so much. Then, I saw Shermaine Lim, Aolani &amp;amp; Candice. Glad to see them :) Then I saw the ex-Sempurnian people who came back to collect money for SPM last year. Manage to catch up with them :) I had the best time yesterday although I kindda wasted time. It's okay, I manage to finish up my homework anyway later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. Bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-6131146852648170573?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6131146852648170573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6131146852648170573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6131146852648170573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6131146852648170573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-back-up.html' title='Get Back Up'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TTLCO8MjuNI/AAAAAAAAA44/J_nc0Q8axr4/s72-c/13853_104623299549002_100000039985107_124167_51031_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6838076319562855164</id><published>2011-01-07T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:16:14.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TSbYzK-2yII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/djMvUHE-gEg/s1600/05012011-001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TSbYzK-2yII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/djMvUHE-gEg/s320/05012011-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559369163668375682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my goodness, my eye bags &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh, the lack of sleep D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm already form 4, yay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, school just started on Monday. 1st day, I was already super tired. Started having a lot of homework already and the next week is there are 2 quizzes for me. AHH! Then, I have Maths tuitions on Mondays and Add Maths tuition on Wednesdays. My schedule is really packed and school hours are long. Mondays and Wednesdays school ends at 4pm cause I'm taking art lesson. Then Tuesdays at 3pm and Thursdays and Fridays at 3.35pm. I'm still thinking whether to drop art lesson since school hours are so long and I'll have tuitions after that. I'm don't think I can cope later.  Tuesdays and Fridays I have ballet class. So tiring D: I have been sleeping late these days D: Thursday is the only weekday I'm free. So anyway, 1st day of school was awesome :D A new girl came to my class. I met a new friend :D YAY! :D HAHAHA. She's sitting next to me btw :) Her name was Clarissa and she was from SMK Seafield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How's form 4 so far? Well, it's okay. A few new subjects especially in Science Stream. The only subject I hate is Physics. I hate it cause I can't count S.I Units D: I seriously need help :P HAHA. Add Maths is okay. Depends on the question :PI find Chemistry interesting :) Biology is a so so :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My class is talkative :D HEHE. But it's still fun at the same time :) There'll always be times of jokes and laughter. The 1st day of school, almost every teacher said that our class is big for Science Stream class. The rest of the years in Sri Sempurna Science Stream classes were small. Shows how &lt;b&gt;AWESHOME&lt;/b&gt; we are :D HAHAHA. Actually, no matter what stream you are in, still have to study hard and work hard. I just hate that the fact people think Science Stream students are smart. Don't underestimate Art Stream or Sub-Science students lah. The streamings are there for us to choose what we want to study right? And also what subjects we are interested in. Not necessarily people from Science Stream are gonna be a doctor or people from Art Stream are gonna be a business man or lawyer. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I don't want to be any of those anyway but I am in Science Stream. I'm just doing my best :) That's what counts right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, that's all. I'm off now. Bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-6838076319562855164?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6838076319562855164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6838076319562855164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6838076319562855164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6838076319562855164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TSbYzK-2yII/AAAAAAAAA4Q/djMvUHE-gEg/s72-c/05012011-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-440963430852161824</id><published>2011-01-01T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:16:25.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR8bMTQWiMI/AAAAAAAAA4A/R4wnXOuIy2k/s320/images1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557190363339720898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, I'm suddenly addicted to bejeweled. Sounds lifeless but I am. I don't get why. Yes, staring at the computer a lot. &lt;i&gt;Click click click &lt;/i&gt;and BOOM! the jewels explode. My eyes are so gonna be spoiled. What's the use, I'm wearing specs. The power is there already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR8d-iQBEQI/AAAAAAAAA4I/rNV_t2iZvlQ/s320/bejeweled.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557193425381560578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, New Year's Eve, I counted down with my family. Nothing much. No internet the whole night. WTH? The whole area of mine also no internet. Sucked. I had to use my mum's phone to go online. Well, at least better than nothing :) I watched tv at the same time. Watched the movie Watched Spongebob with my sis. Made me&lt;i&gt; sot &lt;/i&gt;only. Then, I watched Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb :D The Christmas episode :D Best kids show ever! :D That's all. Bye :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-440963430852161824?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/440963430852161824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=440963430852161824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/440963430852161824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/440963430852161824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-d.html' title='Happy New Year :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR8bMTQWiMI/AAAAAAAAA4A/R4wnXOuIy2k/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4913002294199139195</id><published>2010-12-31T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:16:51.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR2QWTipTzI/AAAAAAAAA34/0xBaQATRJ-c/s1600/tumblr_ku802aauLC1qasdlto1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR2QWTipTzI/AAAAAAAAA34/0xBaQATRJ-c/s320/tumblr_ku802aauLC1qasdlto1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556756228122169138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my life in 2010 was awesome although there were ups and downs along the way. That was the year I really felt God and I did more devotion. PMR year. It like the beginning of form 3, the 1st day of school, I was stressed already. So much homework. HAHA. I was so stressed that almost every night I cried and then I don't end up studying. After mid-terms, I almost dropped class. My position was on the border line. Wow, I was really blessed to remain. I kept thinking I'll drop class cause of all the pressure I couldn't take. I felt underestimated being in a so called "good class". It's like so many smart students there you know. Teachers will sure say "Arif class, suppose to be a good example, suppose to be matured (blah blah blah)" or "Arid class, suppose to be a quiet class". I mean like we are who we are right? Arif is the best lah :) I love F3AR! :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to doubt myself and be really negative about myself a lot this year. So there was group counselling with Mr Raj and the people in the group was Chia Ee, Dena, Jessy, Deborah, Shanice &amp;amp; I. Group counselling really brought us close together. The feeling is like "see, I'm not the only one who is struggling with problems". There was the togetherness. There were good times in group counselling too :) I'll never forget Mr. Raj's stories he told about his life. There were funny things about his life too. There were crying moments in counselling too but it feels better when we share out. Everytime after counselling, Mr Raj will sure belanja us food and drinks :D He's the best :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life in 2010, I got closer to a few people. I got closer to Yi Wen. Most of the time every break &amp;amp; lunch time I'll talk to her about things that happened in school and I do share my problems with her too. I got a bit closer to Nicole Chong almost half of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came to thought actually my friendship with Jessy wasn't that close like it used to be in primary. We dwindled awhile. Maybe cause there weren't things to talk about and her personality is different from mine. Then after awhile, I found out she was leaving. I actually cried :P Like seriously. I mean like she's been my friend since primary school and I know she complained about teachers and stuff and also she couldn't like bare the subjects we were studying. She wanted to go homeschooling and do O levels. Maybe it's best for her to leave and let her be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, when my parents knew I almost dropped class, my mum took my phone &amp;amp; laptop away. I couldn't text people and I ended up using the house phone to talk to people. I deserved it. From there, I started to work a little harder and sometime later my mum actually gave me back the phone. I still did text but not that much. I kindda learned how to be responsible to study. I'm just an average student, not that fantastic in studies but I just do what I can. There were times I couldn't except my PMR trail results but I think I got better from there. I got friends that support me :) Thanks a lot to Shanice, Deborah, Chia Ee &amp;amp; Dena for motivating me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were fun times in class where Shanice, Deborah, Chia Ee &amp;amp; I played childish games like "chikupak" and there was this random time we kept doing chain reactions, copying each other. LAMENESS :P Chin and Soon Jin made the class better. Soon Jin always got bullied and Chin with his nonsense. But of course there were times when Chin was not really in the mood but I wasn't curious about that anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it came to a time where PMR was getting nearer. I was like "Let it come 2mrw lah, can't wait to get this over with". I kept saying that everytime. But I did more practices and did past years questions and stuff. I hardly touched the textbook. When PMR came, I suddenly felt nervous cause the 1st day was BM. I suck in BM. Paper 1, I screwed up. Seriously and I cried at home. Come on, it's the 1st day and I screwed up. The worst feeling. Then I remembered a song Mr Raj showed us in counselling which was "Don't Give Up" by Josh Groban. Means a lot to me and I continued working harder for the next papers. I felt God even more during PMR. I prayed before &amp;amp; after the paper I've done. Then, there was a break between and I last minute study KH. A few of us went for a last minute class with Mr Chua on KH. Got a bit of tips. The last paper was KH, I kindda like gave up on that paper actually cause I was super tired. I did kept awake. The paper wasn't that bad but everyone said it was hard. Didn't expect it anyway. So it was like after PMR, the joy :D THE FREEEEDDOM! HAHA. Those who took Chinese got freedom later. Anyway, after the Chinese paper, I went to hang out with Chia Ee, Deborah &amp;amp; Shanice in Sunway Pyramid and we sleptover at Chia Ee's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were PMR activities. Some were okay, some were fun. Teambuilding was the best :) Puppy Power! :D But then, there was a time I kindda felt lonely cause my friends went to Japan for the student exchange programme. I was suppose to be in it but my mum didn't allow me to go. She said it was wasting money cause it was only 5 days. I didn't wanna argue with that actually cause it was true lah. See, I handle it the matured way :P HAHAHA. I didn't go to school that week except when there was a form 3 party. I thought I'll feel lonely but I didn't actually. I got to know David better. Although, I've seen him on &amp;amp; off since std 1 but I hardly talked to him and we're always in different classes. Then, I came to know he was also leaving. Wow, how sad. It's like you just gotten to know the person and the person is leaving. So it was the last day I saw him anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time really flies and it was the last day of school. Took pics. Talked even more to my friends. Then, then it came to the holidays and waiting for the PMR results. I was worried about the results. I thought I'll do really bad and I didn't want to know. HAHA. Before the results I enjoyed the holidays by doing a Christmas shooting with Daryl Heng, Aaron, Allyna &amp;amp; Ryan. I hung out with Chia Ee, Deborah &amp;amp; Shanice again &amp;amp; this time including Adrian, Mun Jhun, &lt;i&gt;Shanice's sis, &lt;/i&gt;Shamaine &amp;amp; Chia Ee's cousin in Sunway Pyramid again. Then, there was youth camp :D It was awesome although there were misunderstandings again. But it went well :) Had a violin concert and i went for OA also :) Then, the results came out and I was really relieved but a bit disappointed at the same time. I was okay after that :) Christmas was normal. Had a youth Christmas dinner in Church and I sleptover at Francine's house. Holidays was okay anyway and boring at the same time. Doing the same things over &amp;amp; over again. HAHA. I've enjoyed 2010 a lot and I hope 2011 will be even better &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 18px; line-height: 6px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 6px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; that's all. Bye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 6px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 6px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 6px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4913002294199139195?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4913002294199139195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4913002294199139195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4913002294199139195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4913002294199139195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-life-in-2010.html' title='My Life in 2010'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TR2QWTipTzI/AAAAAAAAA34/0xBaQATRJ-c/s72-c/tumblr_ku802aauLC1qasdlto1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4624598092198741370</id><published>2010-12-26T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:19:39.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas Is You ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRc5m0wEXsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/OMLeM_dgKaM/s1600/IMG00009-20101225-1145.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRc5m0wEXsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/OMLeM_dgKaM/s320/IMG00009-20101225-1145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554972004542865090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloo, didn't get to wish Merry Christmas here sooo, &lt;b&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/b&gt; :D What did I do during Christmas? Well, I had a family dinner with my relatives during Christmas Eve. Went to a Chinese restaurant in Kepong. The food was satisfying. The crabs were the best part :) Btw, the crabs made me hyper somehow. HAHA. My cousin is scary man. He ate sooo much. He's like a tong sampah man. LOL. He told me when he got home, he ate another packet of maggie mee. Walau weih. He eats a lot and he is still thin D: Unlike me :P So anyway, I had an enjoyable time with my cousins :) So during Christmas, I kindda woke up super late. Didn't go to church though :P Aww man. My dad also couldn't wake up. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning, I went to shops searching to buy a Christmas gift for the gift exchange for the night's Christmas Youth dinner. I bought a simple pencil holder with a few drawers. Cost was 10 bucks. After that, I went home and ate lunch. Then, I was forced to practice piano before the dinner at night. I mean like come on, it's Christmas :P Had to practice piano for 1 hour+. Whatever lah. I completed half the songs anyways :D After practicing, I went and took a bath and get ready to go to Francine's house. So I hung around a bit at her house before going for the dinner. Btw, I got to sleepover for the night at her house. So we headed off to church for the dinner. We thought we were late but they haven't started yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we ate dinner, we had games. We had to pass around some stuff wrapped up in layers of newspapers when the music played and in there they were lots of sweets. HAHA. If the music stops, the person had to unwrap a layer of newspaper and had to do a dare. I kena man. Sharks. I had to tell a story of Christmas. Damn. HAHA. But it went well :) I feel sorry for Benji, Craig, Colin &amp;amp; Josh. They had to eat some disgusting stuff. EWW. And it's before dinner. They were other dares to like doing "MISSISSIPI" for penalties. After games, we had dinner and the food was cooked by a few adults. The food was not bad :) Chatted with Francine, Yeoh-Li &amp;amp; Ruei Mae a bit. After dinner, we had praise and worship and then we watched a Christmas video that Daryl made with us, Aaron, Allyna, Ryan &amp;amp; I. AWW MAN. I sounded &amp;amp; looked horrible :P Wanted to hide in the toilet. HAHA. Too bad it was short. Wanted to make it longer but we couldn't. We were given the limited time. Then, Uncle Russ gave a sermon on Christmas, "What If Christmas Didn't Happen?". It was erm..okay? I guess :P After the sermon, we closed by singing a last song "Feliz Navidad". One of my favourite Christmas songs :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that song, we had the gift exchange programme. We were given numbers and then when the number was called, we had to collect the gifts. I kept wondering who will take my gift. The after some time, I found out Daryl had my gift. HAHA. Anyway, I got a coin box with the shape if a post box. I wonder who bought that. I never knew anyway. I hung around in Church a bit with Francine &amp;amp; played with her baby bro, SAMMY :D :D :D while waiting for her dad. Then I came to notice Pheobe, Aaron &amp;amp; Cher Maine were going to stay over for the night at Francine's place too. Aaron was so mean D: He didn't believe I was staying over too D: He made my heart sink :P LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, in the car was like a party. Aaron turned up the music so loud and we were singing. Btw, Sammy sang the song Secrets by OneRepublic in the car :D SHOOO CUTE! :D He loves that song. We stopped by at McD to order midnight food. It was Aaron's idea. Then, Francine's dad used Sammy to take our orders. AWW. Sammy asked Cher Maine what she wanted then she was like "I want you. Can? I put the price tag on you and then I buy you from your daddy." and Sammy was like "I am not on sale, you UNDERSTAND?" HAHAHAHAHA. He was like so hyper in the car. We got back to Francine's house and we ate our food. So fat edi lah :P LOL. After our food, we cleaned ourselves up and then we chatted till 1 something. Cher Maine, Pheobe &amp;amp; Jeana Joy, Francine's sis kept asking a lot questions about me D: Don't ask what but it was shocking and scary at the same time D: And they gave me "advices". Anyway, Aaron &amp;amp; Iain, Francine's bro were playing dota. So I don't think they could hear anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we had to wake up early for church this morning. So tired. Before going to church, Aaron played the guitar and he asked me to sing some songs to keep me awake. More like making me sleep :P Jammed a bit on the piano. Then, we headed to church. After church, we went and eat lunch somewhere near Sunway Pyramid. Btw, Aaron, Pheobe &amp;amp; Cher Maine went back home. After lunch, we looked around in Sunway Pyramid. The things were really expensive and I didn't bring money so we didn't get to buy anything. So we headed back to Francine's house. I had to wait for my mum to pick me up. When my mum arrived, I said goodbye to them and thank them a lot for looking after me and stuff and I went back home. I took a nap at home. Super tired. Then I found out I had headache. Aww, that sucks. Now, I'm feeling a bit better. Okay, that's all. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, here is the Christmas video. Enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsXr-S7GL2E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BsXr-S7GL2E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4624598092198741370?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4624598092198741370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4624598092198741370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4624598092198741370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4624598092198741370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you.html' title='All I Want For Christmas Is You ♥'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRc5m0wEXsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/OMLeM_dgKaM/s72-c/IMG00009-20101225-1145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-7314717403417540992</id><published>2010-12-23T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:20:12.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peppermint Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2wlMewyI/AAAAAAAAA3c/4VoLrmhAnDc/s1600/Picture-4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2wlMewyI/AAAAAAAAA3c/4VoLrmhAnDc/s320/Picture-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553842973724033826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, got my PMR results back and it was satisfying :) Wasn't that bad after all :D I was like so worried and I thought my nightmares will come true. HAHA. I thank God for my results though :) Praise the Lord :D I don't want anyone to ask me what I've gotten. Sure many of people out there not from my school I know got straight A's D: Made me feel underestimated. Haiz. All the smart people :( And yes, I am dumb. Anyway, now to enjoy Christmas :) Christmas is around the corner. YAY! :D Won't let my results stand into the way :D Quite a good Christmas present ^^ Thank God :D That's all. Tata :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-7314717403417540992?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/7314717403417540992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=7314717403417540992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7314717403417540992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7314717403417540992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/peppermint-winter_23.html' title='Peppermint Winter'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2wlMewyI/AAAAAAAAA3c/4VoLrmhAnDc/s72-c/Picture-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6701857878403530805</id><published>2010-12-21T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:20:31.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer To The Edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2R6hOmbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/WrhD4x6KoRI/s1600/2010-12-0814-48-27062-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2R6hOmbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/WrhD4x6KoRI/s320/2010-12-0814-48-27062-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553842446872254898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PMR results getting closer :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 days time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;nervous&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-6701857878403530805?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6701857878403530805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6701857878403530805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6701857878403530805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6701857878403530805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/closer-to-edge.html' title='Closer To The Edge'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TRM2R6hOmbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/WrhD4x6KoRI/s72-c/2010-12-0814-48-27062-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-374321913947006531</id><published>2010-12-20T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:20:53.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Is As Lucky As Us :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQ8KyghNkJI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bBzyGMr-YWU/s320/165174_471271242700_524997700_5799429_3392068_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552668728410083474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy family? with steven &amp;amp; 1 of the OA babies. aww man, Cher Maine should have been the mummy ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooo, back from OA trip yesterday and I really had fun :) The other youths went on Saturday but Francine &amp;amp; I went yesterday. I couldn't go on Saturday cause I had a violin concert. I kindda wish I went though. But anyways, had to play viva la vida for concert :) Rocked the house that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQ8LnMm_2EI/AAAAAAAAA2s/mkV3EYliCRE/s320/Picture%2B031.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552669633598707778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foo Hou Lin, my 2nd violinist :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQ8MFiWE0xI/AAAAAAAAA20/3IMX5VEsd-w/s320/Picture%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552670154829386514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liza, my 3rd violinist :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, back to OA trip. I woke up early like around 5am then went to fetch Francine and Uncle Daniel. We arrived at q mamak stall in Temerloh and we had our breakfast there. I had roti telur with Milo Ais for breakfast. After breakfast, we headed to Lubuk Perah where the trip was. On the way, we chatted and we slept in the car. Kindda a bumpy ride o.O When we arrived there, we greeted the OA people. Then we gathered at the OA church and sing songs worshiping God. After that, our youth went and help out with the Sunday School kids :D They were just so adorable :) We sang 2 songs with the actions with the kids. Cher Maine &amp;amp; Phoebe lead them with the actions. We played &lt;b&gt;Ayam dan Itik &lt;/b&gt;with them. We got to run around with them. So fun. The kids were supporting but some were shy. But it was okay :) After that, a few of our youth had to act out the birth of Christ to the kids in Malay. Cher Maine was Maria (Mary), Steven was Yusuf (Joseph), Craig was Malaikat Gabriel (Angel Gabriel) , Daryl Lee &amp;amp; Gary were the pengembala kambing (goat shepherd) and Aaron was the kambing (goat) xD Pheobe was the narrator. It was really funny the way they acted out and the kids were laughing. After the story, Pheobe asked them some questions about the story and those who answered it right, gets a lollipop :D Some of the kids got a lollipop. After that, there was art &amp;amp; craft. They got to make baby Jesus in the cradle :) At the end, we gave them Christmas presents too. They were really happy with the presents and their art &amp;amp; crafts :D We took a group pic with them ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQ8Qn09jfrI/AAAAAAAAA28/AKXUeTC9xcE/s320/58040_471271562700_524997700_5799443_3414418_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552675141988875954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tadaa&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we headed down to the river for a baptism of an OA girl. Should have seen the youths' faces when they saw the river. They took a bath there at 11pm the other night. HAHA. The river was dirty :P Then, we headed back the OA church to eat lunch. The food was good :) After lunch, we went to the inner village to give them a bag of rice and some chicken and also fetch some of the kids back home. We were sitting at the back of the car (the bunk seat). At 1st Ivan drove to the inner village. It was that bad till the bumpy part. Can't blame him anyway. On the way, Steven kept saying there was a pontianak behind the trees. WTH? Trying to scare the kids only -.- The later when we headed back to the OA church again, my dad drove cause Ivan wanted to experience what it was like at the bunk seat. The way my dad drove was like woah :P He purposely drove fast and came to the bumps, my ass hurts man. I got splashed by the mud. Eww. HAHA. We had to watch out for leaves of the trees. There were leaves that kept whacking my ass. What a ride man! HAHAHAHA. We kept screaming man xD After the ride, we went home. On the way home, we headed to a mamak stall which was Old Town in Temerloh again to have some drinks. I drank an ice blended mulberry :) yummy :) After our drinks, we headed home. Had to fetch Francine home and Uncle Daniel back to church. I've enjoyed OA trip very much although I went there for 1 day :) That's all. Bye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-374321913947006531?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/374321913947006531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=374321913947006531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/374321913947006531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/374321913947006531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/oa-trip.html' title='No One Is As Lucky As Us :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQ8KyghNkJI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bBzyGMr-YWU/s72-c/165174_471271242700_524997700_5799429_3392068_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4001847424716643454</id><published>2010-12-18T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:21:08.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Night Videos :D</title><content type='html'>Here are the fun night videos from youth camp :D Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 1 (my group)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaVQln0CbBM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaVQln0CbBM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9a0oOq57O8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j9a0oOq57O8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQohdOtyXT8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQohdOtyXT8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CIg9lpmSdA0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CIg9lpmSdA0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 5 (Best group :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pb1-Y1SF7kk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pb1-Y1SF7kk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Group 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTk2Dd_-1Mc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oTk2Dd_-1Mc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4001847424716643454?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4001847424716643454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4001847424716643454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4001847424716643454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4001847424716643454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/fun-night-videos-d.html' title='Fun Night Videos :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-7319167444572099058</id><published>2010-12-15T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:23:07.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQeZ3vfn92I/AAAAAAAAA2M/NTUs4zsTdz8/s1600/161577_1081425269_1822901_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQeZ3vfn92I/AAAAAAAAA2M/NTUs4zsTdz8/s320/161577_1081425269_1822901_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550574248678389602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;helloooo, back from youth camp 2 days ago and it was awesome :D I really enjoyed camp :D It was in Chefoo, Cameron Highlands. The weather there was cold and windy. HAHA. Camp was 4 days. Btw, I saw Keith Chong and his family in a restaurant on the way to Camerons and I saw Bryan Tong on the 3rd day of camp. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st day, I was really excited about camp but then it was also kindda bad at the same time. I lost my contacts D: so scary cause it was inside my eye D: My eyes were like red man. Anyway, thanks to Cher Maine, my eyes life saviour, she taught me how to handle my contacts and rub my eyes a few times :) The next day, my eyes were better and it wasn't red. Then I asked Cher Maine to rub my eyes again and she said she couldn't feel the contacts so it must have fallen off when I slept :D So I was using specs the whole time in camp. Hung out a lot with Yeoh-Li &amp;amp; Francine and I got to know Yi Qiong better :D Then I got to know my group and the people in my group were Joy, Ivan, Colin, Ryan, Ethan, Kuang Ern and Yeoh-Li. I enjoyed the bond with them :) Ivan kena bullied :D Nyahahaha. There was a movie we watched which was "The Secrets of Johnathan Sperry" and it was touching. I got teary and then Ivan saw. Gahh! xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had Amazing Hunt on the 2nd day and it was kindda fun. The 1st part of the race we all had to do a duck walk race and cause of that, my legs were aching all the while in camp. Damn. Anyway, the hardest part was to find the small flags and the colour of our group flag was green colour. They blend in with the grass -.- There was a part where we had to blindfold ourselves and walk using the string as a guidance and we kena zha dao. We walked around and we ended up at the same place like we started. LOL. I really had fun playing captain ball :D Although I kindda didn't play my best :( I kept missing Ryan's passes and I wasn't tall enough to catch his passes :( But then I scored a few points :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 3rd day, we had fun night :D Ah, I miss it man xD Each group were giving a story to act out from the bible and were given a nursery rhyme to sing and not only that, a line that needed to be said in the play. So my group got to act out Daniel &amp;amp; the lions' den. Our nursery rhyme was London Bridge and the line that needed to be said was "I am IRON MAN". HAHA. Daniel was acted by Ethan, the king was Kuang Ern, the evil person was Ryan, the guard was Colin and the lions were Yeoh-Li, Ivan &amp;amp; I :D The interesting part was when we had to act in Malay whenever Johnson, Aaron or Jason hits the drum cymbals. The funny thing is when you speak Malay in direct translation. Like example, there was a group and the person had to say "what's up?", translated in Malay is "apa di atas?" and also "I am who I am", translated in Malay is "Saya adalah saya". HAHAHAHA. Jason's group was hilarious :D They acted out the story of Samson. Jason was Samson. Whenever the cymbals got hit by Johnson, Jason will be like "Apalah ini?!" LOL. His favourite word was "CHAMPION!" Then there was Aaron's group where they had to act out the story of Noah. Daryl was Noah. At 1st it was only okay but then when Johnson randomly came in the play and he was like "Imma dragon" and he did the dragon sign. HAHAHAHA. Daryl was like "Hmm, sorry you don't exist" and Johnson ran and wanted to jump out of the window xD Then there was a part where Johnson sneaked into the ark and Daryl was like "aren't you the dragon just now?" and Johnson was like "I'm James Bond" LOL. Nonsense weih. That group got 2nd. My group got 3rd :D really happy :D Btw, Yeoh-Li and I wanted Ivan to dance to the song Gee by SNSD for punishment cause he didn't go under us when we were playing London Bridge in the play but instead around us -.- Dunno how to play one -.- He asked us to show him and he'll dance. So we showed him and guess what? He didn't dance :( So mean :( Haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I really enjoyed the time I had in the bus on the way back :) wheeee :) I had the best time in the bus &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 18px; line-height: 6px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;We stopped by to eat pancakes on the way back. They were goooooood :D Oh yeah, there was a time in camp when Yeoh-Li, Francine, Yi Qiong and I were walking down from our dorms then we heard Jason's laughter. Damn loud and contagious xD Then the guys were laughing near the toilet. Apparently, there was a frog in the toilet and I don't know what the heck the frog was doing. Because of a frog, they were laughing -.- LOL. The funny part was when Ronnie ran out of the toilet with his towel on and there was soap behind his back which he haven't rinsed. HAHAHA. That's all. Tata.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;till then..&lt;/i&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/5318668722763651089-7319167444572099058?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/7319167444572099058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=7319167444572099058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7319167444572099058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7319167444572099058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/youth-camp-2010.html' title='Youth Camp 2010'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TQeZ3vfn92I/AAAAAAAAA2M/NTUs4zsTdz8/s72-c/161577_1081425269_1822901_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2230565514606544641</id><published>2010-12-06T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:24:02.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing In The Moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe I've tried taking ballet poses for the 1st time :P It's kindda hard for me. HAHA. So here are the pics. Btw, my pointe ain't that good :P It's just for fun :D&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547408319170173394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxaeZAvWdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pj24EusJBk8/s320/untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547408441571003778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxalg_XzYI/AAAAAAAAA00/HHcBnA-jFTM/s320/Picture-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547408585271490322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxat4UPNxI/AAAAAAAAA08/SNI_TbmNMK8/s320/Picture001-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547408787692160786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxa5qZFhxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/t-OxFNq2_Vc/s320/Picture002-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547425013537209522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxpqIYAfLI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Fxbuk3-0MfM/s320/Picture001-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547426666791511282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxrKXOjJPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/UbRscTcqzPg/s320/Picture002-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547427921565180930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxsTZn55AI/AAAAAAAAA1c/kX9ZwfzmBNc/s320/Picture003-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547516478526227698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPy82GAuhPI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zY7E45t0dzA/s320/Picture-3-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited a bit with a bit of effects and stuff. Well, I was just too bored :P See my shoes, mostly different :) I tried character shoes, demi-pointe shoes, pointe shoes and normal soft shoes :P Hehe ;) Looks kindda cool :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547502476855135298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPywHFuMzEI/AAAAAAAAA1k/iuXd8xx4k38/s320/Picture-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've painted my nails and they look like chocolate wrappers :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signing off from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/5318668722763651089-2230565514606544641?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2230565514606544641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2230565514606544641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2230565514606544641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2230565514606544641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/dancing-in-moonlight.html' title='Dancing In The Moonlight'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPxaeZAvWdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pj24EusJBk8/s72-c/untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4086636968585155053</id><published>2010-12-04T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:24:20.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPzLvUoKeTI/AAAAAAAAA18/eaN4g21h37A/s1600/2010-11-26%2B16-36-10.172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPzLvUoKeTI/AAAAAAAAA18/eaN4g21h37A/s320/2010-11-26%2B16-36-10.172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547532854865066290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I want to say, SCREW THAT LAPTOP OF MINE D: urgh! ain't working. Have to send for repair. Using dad's laptop now btw -.- pissing off man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I went to Sunway Pyramid with Chia Ee, Deborah, Shanice, Adrian &amp;amp; Mun Jhun. Chia Ee brought her cousin bro and Shanice brought her sis, Shamaine :) I arrived at Sunway Pyramid, then I met Chia Ee and her cousin bro. So we both went walking around while waiting for the rest. We went to MPH bookstore :P so rajin leh? xD Haha. Actually we just look around and we chatted. We saw a gross joke book and we read it a bit. Not many jokes we get anyways o.O After that, we went to search for the rest. We found Deborah, Mun Jhun and Adrian. They both joined us and we met Shanice &amp;amp; her sis outside the bowling alley. We wanted to go bowling but then they was a competition. While we were talking outside the bowling alley, we met our teacher, Mr Lim :D What a coincidence. Btw, he was gonna do cosplay. Awesome xD After that, we went for ice-skating. Mun Jhun &amp;amp; Adrian kept crapping he couldn't skate and they needed someone to teach them. Sheesh. Actually they could skate. What liars :P We arrived at the skating ring. We got everything ready and we started to skate. I stuck to Deborah cause she need help for skating. Shanice helped her sis and Chia Ee helped her cousin bro. Adrian &amp;amp; Mun Jhun were perfectly fine. Mun Jhun was skating fast. ARGH! Anyway, none of us fell :D YAY! Btw, Shanice, Deborah, Shamaine &amp;amp; I were wearing shorts. Yeah! :D Cheers to those who were wearing shorts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skating, we decided to go our seperate ways to do the stuff that we wanted. We girls stuck together while Adrian &amp;amp; Mun Jhun went CC. Chia Ee's cousin bro followed them. We girls wanted to go for karaoke but then when we found out the fee was 38 bucks which was freaking expensive, we decided not to go for it. It wasn't worth it. After that, we girls went to eat something. Deborah, Chia Ee &amp;amp; I ate ice-cream while Shanice and her sis ate waffles. Hehe. After that, we went to Burger King and sat at the table while waiting for Adrian, Mun Jhun &amp;amp; Chia Ee's cousin bro. When they arrived, Adrian &amp;amp; Mun Jhun started to be pissed at something. I thought they were pissed at us cause they had to walk all the way to burger king but then they were pissed at Chia Ee's cousin bro. They said he kept talking non-stop. HAHAHA. He's just a kid man :) They had chill man xD Btw, there was 1 part were we all were walking, then there was a shop called QUICK &amp;amp; SLICK. At first I thought it was quick &amp;amp; suck cause from far the L and I looked joined. "LI" see what I mean. Damn, my mind got something wrong today. I told Mun Jhun &amp;amp; Adrian &amp;amp; they both laughed. Not only that, in the ice skating ring, I kept thinking that i forgotten how to skate -.- But eventually I got it lah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to Asian Avenue and we took pics in the photo booth. It was really fun :D All the poses and stupid stuff we did. We edited the pics as well. We edited Mun Jhun wearing a dress and crown. HAHAHA. Obviously we didn't printed it out cause it was ugly but then Deborah took the pic in her phone. After that, Chia Ee, Deborah, Shanice &amp;amp; I bought ourselves the same shirts :D Mun Jhun was like "I don't get girls with wearing the same shirts and luckily I am a boy" LOL. As if we didn't know -.- Btw, he was wearing pink :P He said pink was his favourite colour and claimed that it was his colour. WTH? xD Fine lah, pink is very sexy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4.30pm and we all started to head back home. I had a good time with them and we all had fun :D Shanice, Deborah, Mun Jhun &amp;amp; Adrian went back home together. There was one part when I was walking with my dad then Adrian meowed at me. He saw my dad and he was like "SHIT". HAHAHA. Mun Jhun wanted point the middle finger at me :P Screw him man. LOL. That's all. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-4086636968585155053?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4086636968585155053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4086636968585155053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4086636968585155053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4086636968585155053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-lines-overlap.html' title='Now, the party don&apos;t start &apos;til I walk in :)'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPzLvUoKeTI/AAAAAAAAA18/eaN4g21h37A/s72-c/2010-11-26%2B16-36-10.172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-4441953392080639558</id><published>2010-12-03T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:24:37.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546248280068574610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPg7bOmbzZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/NjamRhpUN2Y/s320/DSCF0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've noticed that I hardly express about myself in this blog. My feelings and stuff and so on. Most of the time, I'll write what happens and storys in that particular day. Most of my post are kindda like happy and fun but actually, I do have probelms in life. And I hardly share my probelms and feelings here. This is what blogs are for right? To express yourself in words :) Well, I must say I am kindda secretive :) Not only that I noticed my blog post aren't long. Suddenly I had the urge to write about my feelings now and I'm not sure why xD Hmm, come to think of it, I seriously miss 3 Arif a lot. F3AR :D All the good times in class, jokes and fooling around. All the funny names in class :D The family fight between Chin and Dena, sexy team, Mr. Sexy, man tau, puppy :D HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546250685894623634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPg9nRAEAZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/3lH0dUJm0tU/s320/28814_1439341187746_1359516192_1191912_7851724_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;F3AR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, then I miss netball so much. Now that, Jessy's leaving it won't be the same netball team anymore :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546251590059542754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPg-b5RxyOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/8a2VpeLwOvQ/s320/DSC01416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough look? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546252179848370130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPg--OaZF9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/fb7yGNp146U/s320/DSC01421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira, from SMSS (Sains Selangor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh yes, I miss counseling D: Counseling &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; not happen next due to some reasons :( I miss the Puppy Clan :( Dena, Chia Ee, Shanice, Deborah &amp;amp; Jessy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546255092568658930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhBnxJBk_I/AAAAAAAAAz0/ZEuFzhhF07M/s320/IMG_6330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go Puppy Power! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546253871262024866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhAgra1RKI/AAAAAAAAAzs/2UkcqaZd28E/s320/IMG_6324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Counseling Group :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I miss running too :( Now that Faith Chang is gone, I wonder how will be the next year's green house runners for juniors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546262626662776290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhIeT1CfeI/AAAAAAAAAz8/k4N-16WnHfU/s320/15327_1437431221870_1415671971_1198753_5640196_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Omg, we all look so tan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I miss Jessy, Shermaine Lim and Emily :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546266119556054034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhLpn3sPBI/AAAAAAAAA0M/blPo_Av96IM/s320/Photos%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Emily &amp;amp; Jessy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546267713689731474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhNGaexwZI/AAAAAAAAA0U/nmVl9hn_3VI/s320/Picture%2B005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shermaine Lim :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546269748051641250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhO81EdA6I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pJdrUCo99rk/s320/Picture%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YI WEN! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I really thank God for these friends and memories He put into my life :) I'll cherish them every moment :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wohoo! Ballet class for me tonight :D Yay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546272426412683106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPhRYuvfL2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/Brm-kQxshq0/s320/DSCF0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BALLET :P My 1st leotard. Nyehehe :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Signing off from here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-4441953392080639558?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/4441953392080639558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=4441953392080639558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4441953392080639558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/4441953392080639558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/picture-perfect-memories.html' title='Picture Perfect Memories'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mhg0azgRxTU/TPg7bOmbzZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/NjamRhpUN2Y/s72-c/DSCF0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3823236616502483303</id><published>2010-12-02T02:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:24:56.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer of The Christmas Video :D</title><content type='html'>The trailer of the christmas video is out :D damn, I look chubby :P Anyway, here is the trailer..Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2GQvLDip6Ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2GQvLDip6Ek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl made it awesome! :D I hope the Christmas video turns up well :) Tata :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-3823236616502483303?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3823236616502483303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3823236616502483303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3823236616502483303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3823236616502483303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/12/trailer-of-christmas-video-d.html' title='Trailer of The Christmas Video :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3874328348751562281</id><published>2010-11-30T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:25:24.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shooting for the Christmas Video :D</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the shooting for the Christmas Video :D I woke up early. What to do? Had to gather in church by 9.30. Anyway, my dad picked Allyna and I to go to church. When we arrived, we met up with Daryl. Daryl gave us the scripts and we headed off to Ryan's house for shooting the 1st scene :D Aaron, Daryl and Jeremy haven't arrived at Ryan's house yet. While waiting for them, we were reading the scripts. Then they arrived. We had to put a bit of make up for our eyes. I had to wear Aaron's specs and he had to wear my shades :P LOL. After shooting the 1st scene, we headed to Daryl's dad's factory which is in Shah Alam. It was stuffy and hot. There were many boxes. There weren't cleared yet when we arrived. While waiting, we went to the mamak stall and eat lunch. We chatted a bit. After that, we headed back to the factory. Daryl, Jeremy and Gary setted up the lightings and mikes. Before we started shooting, Ryan and I drew random faces on the boxes cause the boxes were part of the scene. So then we started shooting. Ryan hardly had any lines to say D: All he does is act blur. I kept forgetting my lines :P ARGH! There was 1 line which was "and not to mention all historical events which take place in Christian movements around the world", I was lyk "and not to mention *stuck* I forgotten my line" :P That's bad xD Anyway, Aaron had the longest line. He's seriously good :) It was really a good experience for me :) I thank Daryl for allowing me to be part of the video :) Not only that, to my dad for sacrificing his time to fetch us, give ideas and waiting for us while shooting the video. I love my dad :) Most of all, we thank God for the shooting to run smoothly :) That's all. Byes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5318668722763651089-3874328348751562281?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3874328348751562281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3874328348751562281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3874328348751562281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3874328348751562281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/11/shooting-for-christmas-video-d.html' title='The Shooting for the Christmas Video :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2500069602730129763</id><published>2010-11-27T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:25:38.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Well, holidays r kindda boring :P I hv been practicing piano and violin, dancing to myself xD and also going to gym. Oh ya, hv been online so much too :P I hv been texting a lot too ♥ sometimes I wish texting was free. hehe ;) This coming Monday, I'm gonna do shooting for Christmas vid for church :D kindda excited :D Aaron, Ryan and Allyna are part of the vid too :) Daryl is the cameraman. Youth camp is next month xD can't wait :D 10-13 dec in Chee Foo, Cameron Highlands. Somewhere different :D I'm off now. Tata :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-2500069602730129763?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2500069602730129763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2500069602730129763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2500069602730129763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2500069602730129763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3694098767195041670</id><published>2010-11-18T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:26:12.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies :)</title><content type='html'>omg, 2mrw it's lyk the last day of skul. time flies xD most gorvernment schools started having their holidays on wednesday. many ppl are leaving :( goodbye to the form 5's edi..all the best to the form 5's in SPM :) RECESS REVOLUTION will stay strong :) holidays r gonna start. must make a productive holiday :D HAHA. next yr, i'm really gonna work hard and be more disciplined :D i hope so. so many activities nxt yr but right now, must enjoy to the fullest :D ok, i'm off now. bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-3694098767195041670?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3694098767195041670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3694098767195041670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3694098767195041670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3694098767195041670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies :)'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-3467885536284491407</id><published>2010-10-30T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:26:30.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempurna Race and Iba Reunion Dinner</title><content type='html'>Sempurna Race happened on Friday. Well, it kindda didn't turned out what I wanted. It was kindda a disaster in 1 part of the race. There were ppl who were pissed off. At 1st, ppl blamed us, the gamemasters. Btw, the gamemasters were Chia Ee, Deborah, Shanice, Rebekah and I. At the end they blamed Rebekah. They shouldn't do that lah. They never admit they were wrong at the same time. I mean like come on, it's just a game. Sheesh. The most important thing was to have fun. We were tired after the race. The worst part is I still have to go for ballet class. I was like very blur and I kept making mistakes. So not me man. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so last night, I went to church for Iba Reunion Dinner. BBQ dinner you know. Yumm. It was ok. I met new ppl. I met Cher Maine's college friends which were Nikki Hills and Ravien. Nikki is a mixed. Half chinese half british. Damn cool :D Lol. I stuck with Francine and Yeoh-Li. Btw, I saw many Wesley school ppl. I saw Yuan Fang :D It's been sometime I didn't see her. Well, I'm off now. Byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-3467885536284491407?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/3467885536284491407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=3467885536284491407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3467885536284491407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/3467885536284491407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/10/sempurna-race-and-iba-reunion-dinner.html' title='Sempurna Race and Iba Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-7235526812040522513</id><published>2010-10-27T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:26:44.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Competition :D</title><content type='html'>helloooooo, so today i was back in school :D Had cooking competition today and it was fun :D My team well, we didnt actually cook but we brought ready made stuff. We made a sandwich into the form of SPONGEBOB! :D LOL. Well, it kindda ended up retarded but it was ok. The teachers thought it was cute. Haha. The other teams cooked. It smelled gooooood :D yummy! all the foooooooood xD Chin used Isaac's video camera just to interview ppl -.- and he doesn't want to show himself to the camera. Btw, he was wearing a hairband with a ribbon xD Proud to be a man tau, Chin. I had kindda disturb Chin with the video camera. LOL. ok, gtg now. byeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-7235526812040522513?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/7235526812040522513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=7235526812040522513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7235526812040522513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/7235526812040522513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/10/cooking-competition-d.html' title='Cooking Competition :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-2935395340989789284</id><published>2010-10-25T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:23:38.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN! FUN! FUN! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqTBhM--NY0/Te25isqdU3I/AAAAAAAABJk/sGSnEXqT704/s1600/paramore.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqTBhM--NY0/Te25isqdU3I/AAAAAAAABJk/sGSnEXqT704/s320/paramore.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615348316156810098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I just keep forgetting to update my blog. so many things happened the last week. let me summarize it. 1st of all, I went to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PARAMORE'S CONCERT!&lt;/span&gt; :D and I went there with Deborah. she stayed over at my house. the concert was awesome! :D They sang many songs. A lot of screaming :D That's normal. WOHOOOO! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was obstacle games in skul. My group is awesome! :D &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Puppy Power!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the ppl in the team were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dena, Chia Ee, Shanice, Deborah, Rebekah and including me of course&lt;/span&gt;. Btw, our team wass called puppy power cause of Dena. hehehe. she's a puppy ;). we had a cheer too. It goes lyk &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"who let the puppy out? woof! woof! woof! when i say puppy u say power. puppy! power! puppy! power! gooooooo puppy power!"&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. i thought of the beginning of the cheer and Deborah came out with the last part. there were actions too and Shanice came out with that. I had fun that day :D ok, then there was &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;IQ &amp;amp; EQ competition&lt;/span&gt; but i didnt go :P. i thought it was kindda a waste of time. then my team kindda were lyk dissapointed with me cause they said i could answer the music artist questions. WHOOOPS! sorry guys D: i mean lyk how was i suppose to know? it's not part of IQ &amp;amp; EQ -.- what a bongong! and it's called IQ &amp;amp; EQ -.- sheeesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyways, there were teambuilding games and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Valerie &lt;/span&gt;came into our group :D. there was a part were we need to make a song with our sir names. i was kindda blank. lol. then Shanice saved the day :D and it goes like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"One day, Mrs &lt;strong&gt;Chong &lt;/strong&gt;(Dena) went to buy &lt;strong&gt;Chaw&lt;/strong&gt; Kuey Teow (Deborah). after frying Chaw Kuey Teow, she met a &lt;strong&gt;Lau&lt;/strong&gt; tai po (Rebekah) making &lt;strong&gt;Tay &lt;/strong&gt;Tarik (me) then her daughter said "&lt;strong&gt;mah&lt;/strong&gt;...(shanice) &lt;strong&gt;sya&lt;/strong&gt; yu liao (Valerie)"&lt;/span&gt; and we got the highest points for that. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, during the weekends, i went for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Youth &lt;/span&gt;:D and it was captain ball. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;youth vs adults&lt;/span&gt; :D youth won :D yipeeeee. the score was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;21-20&lt;/span&gt;. not bad lah for the adults. they were pretty good themselves :) played under the rain and now i m sick :( dat sucks :( kindda weird lah cause sat i played then sun i was fine then mon i was sick. so i'm resting at home. didnt go to school. i wonder what happened in school today. Going back to school 2mrw :D. so that's all. byeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&lt;/em&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/5318668722763651089-2935395340989789284?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/2935395340989789284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=2935395340989789284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2935395340989789284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/2935395340989789284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/10/fun-fun-fun-d.html' title='FUN! FUN! FUN! :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqTBhM--NY0/Te25isqdU3I/AAAAAAAABJk/sGSnEXqT704/s72-c/paramore.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-1611983239756141661</id><published>2010-10-13T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:26:58.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After PMR :D The freedom is finally here :D</title><content type='html'>hellooooo, pmr is over and so far i had ups and downs during the pmr exams. So now, I should try to stay positive cause now it's over and whatever results I get, it doesn't matter. I did my best anyways :) so anyway, i went to sunway pyramid with Chia Ee, Deborah and Shanice yesterday :) I had an awesome time with them. We went ice-skating and we teached Deborah how to skate :D Had fun skating. We also went to look around in asian avenue. Chia Ee bought a gift for her friend there. I bought myself a speaker. What to do? I love listening to music xD Then we went to an anime shop. Look around at the mangas and stuff. The statues were cool but it was damn expensive. Oh ya, before i forget, we went to watch a movie too which was Charlie St Clouds. It was such a touching story. I cried :') The 1st movie I cried this year. LOL. Btw, Zac Efron is HAWT! xD So much better than in HSM 1 &amp;amp; 2. Such a crappy movie. 17 again also he looks hot :D HAHA. After movie, we went to the arcade. Had so much fun. I went to play mario racing and the dancing game with Deborah. I also end up playing the basketball game and the car racing game with Deborah, Shanice &amp;amp; Chia Ee. Oh, not only that, we went to Coffee Bean to eat cake :D. I shared my cake with Deborah and Chia Ee &amp;amp; Shanice shared theirs together. While eating, we watched some students figure skating. There were like awesome. There was this guy who was damn awesome, he could jump and spin. Deborah said the guy was cute and Shanice was like looking also. So we all ate quickly and Deborah &amp;amp; Shanice went running down to the near the ice-skating ring just to see the guy -.-" HAHA. Stalkers :P After like shopping around, we went back to Chia Ee's house. WOHOOO! Sleepovers! :D We played card games and we like ask questions about the truths among us and no worries, our secrets were safe. We pinky sweared :) We slept at 1am and woke up at like 5 something. Man, damn tired. We slept while we were watching some movie in school. Basically, school was boring today. Nothing much happened. Ok, got to go now, off to sleep somemore. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-1611983239756141661?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/1611983239756141661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=1611983239756141661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1611983239756141661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/1611983239756141661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/10/after-pmr-d-freedom-is-finally-here-d.html' title='After PMR :D The freedom is finally here :D'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318668722763651089.post-6044360057303129940</id><published>2010-08-14T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:27:17.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>hey, i'm back..i hv been really busy and i m so vry lazy to update..anyways, there hv been many things going on dis yr..many skul activities and stuff :D..there hv been many ups ands downs oso..stress and fustration..the 1st trails lyk ended on thursday and i got back some results..man, dat sucked..nothing goes right wif me D:..haiz..oh yeah, i took my violin exam and it was AWESOME! :D :D :D ..my examiner was just so perky :D..she was lyk "good day..good to see u..i see u r starting wif scales 1st..dats vry interesting..ok, lets start wif C major and i want it seperate bows"..after i finished playing dat then she was lyk "now is G major and dis time i want it slurred"..i was lyk smiling the whole exam..she's so perky :D..after playing the last song from my pieces which was Carribean Sunshine, so she was lyk "and dats the carribean sunshine..nice song isnt it? is it ur fav song?" so i was lyk "yes, yes it is" and she was lyk "i thought so..u were smiling and at the same time playing"..basically i was smiling cause she was just so funny in the was she speaks :D..i wish all my examiners r lyk dat..most of examiners for lyk piano or ballet r lyk boring and some of them r just scary and strict D:..ok, i'm off now..bye bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then..&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/5318668722763651089-6044360057303129940?l=cat-tay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/feeds/6044360057303129940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5318668722763651089&amp;postID=6044360057303129940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6044360057303129940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5318668722763651089/posts/default/6044360057303129940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-tay.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>KäTђLĕєЍ TคΫ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02946209154862743267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wURVNVp_5RE/TyK6CeIbF9I/AAAAAAAABSM/JK9XyjXjG5c/s220/DSC01046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
