<?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-9136180838253964692</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:52:30.948-08:00</updated><category term='play play play...'/><category term='All in one...'/><category term='ah chi&apos;s graduation'/><category term='memory'/><category term='School Life'/><title type='text'>My Journeys in a Place called "Earth"</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything I have now is in the "stomach" of the Earth.. But I love it because I learnt lotsa stuffs in this place...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-9183015593043160859</id><published>2010-06-23T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T08:17:22.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation in Malaysia..</title><content type='html'>Went through lotsa stuff..... Where should I begin the story... Feels like writing yet so tired of the hectic life having now...&lt;div&gt;Highlight of the month JUNE 2010!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dripping in the hospital wasn't something fun at all.... Talk about sleeping on the bed in the hospital made me think of my history.. how torturing it is the pain can cause you... This time, it was because of food poisoning... This is my 20 years, 1st time experiencing the pain from food poisoning.. Come and think bout tat, he got thin within 1 week.. tat was totally fast... I think i should try tat... letting myself lock in da toilet ... cleaning da stomach... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ What I was told is I cant eat this, I cant eat that.. and I have to take care of myself... Cuz my bro in the hospital operating!!!! Great... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, accompany my bro in the hospital...  Even though I am not accompanying him the whole day like his gf did.. but tat was so tiring.. After class, rush to the hospital.. scare tat he will be bored, 1after 9 only go bak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunch of assignments!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean what the heck m i doin??!!!! it was supposed to be fun having summer vacation bak to own mother land!!! assignments are just driving me crazy and physic tests too.... I am so drain now.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me some power my GOD!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-9183015593043160859?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9183015593043160859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vacation-in-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9183015593043160859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9183015593043160859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-vacation-in-malaysia.html' title='Summer Vacation in Malaysia..'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-2821212678565607126</id><published>2010-05-15T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:01:29.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONLY EXCEPTION LYRICS PARAMORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/sfHfqWjxrxs/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfHfqWjxrxs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sfHfqWjxrxs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-2821212678565607126?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2821212678565607126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-exception-lyrics-paramore.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/2821212678565607126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/2821212678565607126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-exception-lyrics-paramore.html' title='THE ONLY EXCEPTION LYRICS PARAMORE'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-2369935916794537896</id><published>2010-02-17T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:51:57.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been struggled this few days and I am pretty sure it is gonna continue till I know how to control my feeling. It is gonna be hard.... I have to face tis wid myself alone and cant really share wid anyone else (cari pasal). Well,  the thing tat I am struggling is because of da 1 who care me alot and I cant really share wid frens in my hometown because time gap, frens in US are busy as well, plus I am sick of the homework and test and quiz..... I am tired, no time for myself to think properly... Wat I can do rite now is spending sometime type something out, figure out everything from the blog I wrote. Sounds funny but that the only way for me right now. Today, no progression done I would say because my nightmare just bugging me. &amp;amp; I am still feeling mix feeling rite now. Jealous is still in my head spinning around. Tats gonna take a long time for me to calm myself out. Crap... Tat doesnt feel good at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You shouldn't have step into tis stupid shit.. You should know how you yourself felt the time you had heart broken.. Not only once.. That is not good... Wake up wake up wake up!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is crazy to put all the anger and dissatisfactions here... I am just crazy woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-2369935916794537896?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/2369935916794537896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/02/struggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/2369935916794537896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/2369935916794537896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/02/struggle.html' title='Struggle'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-4139636709717161347</id><published>2010-02-15T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:24:54.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;For wat I knw, there's nobody reading my blog except this person.... You might reading it right now. =) well, duno where to start from, you accidentally or purposely stepping into my world.. You let me know wat I shud do, who I am, sumhow changing my life. I feel great but on the other hand keep making you worry. I am sorry because I never meant to do so. At first, I tot I can stop depending on you, stop making noise, stop bugging you ... but soon dunno why I don't feel I can do it... cuz I am making it into habits... sorry yea making you stuck in da middle, as in bringing something unecessary into your life. How you know wat I am thinking all the times? but tis few days its not tat accurate anymore... Honestly I am not use to tis changes u make... but gona face tis soon or later.. n guess tis is the time because rite now I am unconsciously will jealous, unconsciously miss you, unconsciously call you .. And for u, it is and it should not happen! Sorry once again. Tis is wat you told me and I promise I will try to do them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gona stay strong without you,&lt;br /&gt;Me gona work everything out by my own,&lt;br /&gt;Me not gona step into your world,&lt;br /&gt;Me not gona make you worry,&lt;br /&gt;Me not gona cry because of small little things,&lt;br /&gt;Me gonna forget all da past n living alone happily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wat I will do if you never voice up... Thank you for treating me like a princess, thank you for entering my life although its only temporary, thank you for giving me surprises, thank you for protecting me, thank you for supporting me, thank you for the bear, thank you for the magic, thank you for accompanying me study all the times, thank you for giving me warmth, thank you for the birthday present, thank you for telling me everything will be alrite, thank you for your time reading them....I felt like living in the fairy tail, a place which is so near yet so far, a place tat I will keep it always in my mind storage.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-4139636709717161347?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4139636709717161347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4139636709717161347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4139636709717161347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-6065525189627049731</id><published>2009-12-12T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T07:55:43.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My holidays</title><content type='html'>I have been in my hometown for weeks. It is a cool place to escape I would say. A place full of harmony aromas... Smell peaceful... Been busy visiting my kindergarten, primary, secondary frens. And I am so glad that they are still the same. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Well, the funniest things were when chatting with college frens. Pm, Pw and I were chatting from 12 something till 3am!!! The topic was so funny because we were talking about names for our own and even thought of future child names! Talk about name, my mum and I were having this topic too. Lotsa names came into minds. And we ended up with this name, Kristen. Well, it would be back-up plan if my ori name is hard for the people to remember.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin CP is back from her uni as well. We were like talking non-stop everytime meet up and we talked bout contact lens just now. She was so hardworking to run the whole optometrist shop to ask for the price. Luckily, its a small town.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss lotsa stuff here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-6065525189627049731?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6065525189627049731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6065525189627049731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6065525189627049731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-holidays.html' title='My holidays'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-4635204003296412731</id><published>2009-11-19T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:35:51.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To KLIA ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmmm today was a busy day... Woke up at 11 am then rush to college to do triple check as tomorrow is my visa interview... *nervous* ..... Luckily I went because there were alot of mistakes and I was able to correct those mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Besides that, I cut my hair... I was once eager for long hair and now I guess tired of having long hair.... And the look is like this 1.... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwVjs1ivA2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/E9O_D3Zlg80/s1600/Picture0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwVjs1ivA2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/E9O_D3Zlg80/s320/Picture0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405836549666308962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            SHORT (after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwVkgMx_sEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eyxF7N80K-k/s1600/DSC02497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwVkgMx_sEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eyxF7N80K-k/s320/DSC02497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405837432077660226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LONG (before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But its lighter right now I mean the hair...&lt;br /&gt;        After a busy day and hang out with Puimun, Peiwen, Stella, Nate and Yiii Huuuuu...... I rushed to airport to pick up my mum and sis.. Because they are flying to CHINA!!! so nice....&lt;br /&gt;        Hmmm... Guess tonite gonna sleep earlier bcuz gotta wake up at 5am!!!! Take cab to US embassy... Luckily not only me going there ... Nate is going as well!!!! or else I feel lots of butterflies in my small little stomach... Haizzz... scare of meeting those strict officer.... Nevermind just don't talk too much like what Puimun told me... Steady....&lt;br /&gt;       Another day passed.... Hmmmm..... Tired, Exhausted, Drained.... Its time to bed... Nitezzz everyone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9136180838253964692-4635204003296412731?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4635204003296412731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-klia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4635204003296412731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4635204003296412731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-klia.html' title='To KLIA ...'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwVjs1ivA2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/E9O_D3Zlg80/s72-c/Picture0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-6748481261890368508</id><published>2009-11-17T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:07:00.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially an Aunty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite, I went to the hospital in Tropicana to visit my newly borned nephew. He has just signed up with the world yesterday and now officially starts his new life in Earth... Well, he is so CUTE and his head is real long like the football player, Therry Henry I would say and he has real black hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJJM1TbbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dwMUOEboxWo/s1600/DSC03589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJJM1TbbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dwMUOEboxWo/s320/DSC03589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405103662698818994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmmm, the time I go to US, he should have getting bigger and bigger day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJI2MhHXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zYMADfs_X6s/s1600/DSC03586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJI2MhHXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zYMADfs_X6s/s320/DSC03586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405103656622169458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His daddy haven't give him a name yet.... So, we call him 'baby' for temporary use....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJIbLvnBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Nj8TZhdD6IM/s1600/DSC03587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJIbLvnBI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Nj8TZhdD6IM/s320/DSC03587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405103649371167762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His mummy carried him with the LOVE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that my nephew will grow as a real man and be tough in every circumstances he faces when he got older.... Love you always......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-6748481261890368508?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6748481261890368508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-aunty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6748481261890368508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6748481261890368508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-aunty.html' title='Officially an Aunty'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SwLJJM1TbbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/dwMUOEboxWo/s72-c/DSC03589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-296148506599961583</id><published>2009-11-16T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:25:35.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Lappy the Whole day... Like a trash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;        Today, was a totally a trash-like day for me. Doing something unproductive, useless stuff.... Anyways, there's this book I read because of boredom.... It said that "We are born not to be punished but to be educated." Yea I totally agree with that as there's no turning back in life and you are officially, obviously living right now. Instead of blaming every obligations you are facing right now, why don't make the most of whatever comes along? Besides, it said that "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;ACT as if every EVENT has a PurPose, and your life will have the PurPose&lt;/span&gt;" .. I hope everyone who are reading this, bare it in mind... Then you won't think that life is meaningless like what I thought before I read the book...&lt;br /&gt;         After reading the book, I had a conversation with A.Y... Well, chatting with Nick always makes me think that I am a real simple girl. That is basically hasn't really happens for years. Thanks... Life in city is seriously dragging me into someone that I never expect to be but still I manage to control myself to the minimum level. Anyways, I learnt alot in this city too. Basically, studying in Michigan might be a good opportunity for me to know more about myself. Give me a chance to escape from the world a while. Living in city really flushes my real pure thoughts. Well, I have this kind of thoughts because I lived in a small village and basically the thinking is totally different with the city one. Good for me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;         I guess that's all for today.... XOXO~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-296148506599961583?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/296148506599961583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/facing-lappy-whole-day-like-trash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/296148506599961583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/296148506599961583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/facing-lappy-whole-day-like-trash.html' title='Facing the Lappy the Whole day... Like a trash...'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-4707841910948442164</id><published>2009-11-16T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:36:15.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crazy DAY??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;This morning my brother woke me up and asked me to accompany my cousin who came back from Singapore to have lunch together. However, when I knew that my brother was going for his basketball match, I decided to follow him there.. To Cheras Selatan to watch him played basketball. Well, it was exciting as it had been years I never really watch him in a match.. And since it might be another few years or maybe no chance at all (bcuz he's gonna start his new life with hectic working life), so I think I should go...&lt;br /&gt;        Well, basically it was so funny because the team was facing a bunch of JUNIOR team and my brother's team most of them are like Sumo for those juniors... However, those juniors are so adorable as they were fighting till the last even though it is obviously they were losing.. That's the energy and fire and spirit I have lost since 3-4 years ago??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;        Then after that, my bro, his gf, and me brought cousin to PizzA Hut for LUNCH!!! and cousin treat us !!!! It was the nicest food as somebody treat me!!! Anyways, he got to go back to Singapore at 6pm so I sent him off. I shall see him during the X-mas again!!!! Miss him...&lt;br /&gt;        See yea again bro during Christmas!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-4707841910948442164?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/4707841910948442164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4707841910948442164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/4707841910948442164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-day.html' title='A crazy DAY??!!'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-6978398688475585501</id><published>2009-11-14T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:41:17.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah chi&apos;s graduation'/><title type='text'>Updating my blog Everyday if I can... + Ah Chi's graduation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, I am getting very free day by day. I dunno why so i guess it is the time to update the blog everyday.Well, this morning I attended my cousin - Ah Chi's convo. She is now an officially a graduate from Tar College!!! I am so proud of her!!! The day before her convo was a tiring day actually.I went to The Curve at first to give out a gift from my brother to his X-girlfriend... Then I actually found a bouquet of dolls already but still because I need to go swatch shop to fix my watch in 1 utama (+ 1 Utama is damn huge) so I din buy it. However, when I reached 1 U, there is none of florist shop or gift shop that captivated me to buy their dolls. So, I decided to go back to The Curve again and get the chipmunks. But I never regret I did so because the chipmunks are so adorable and my cousin loves it!!! This is the only and unique bouquet of dolls you will get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7YlOhJ8_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/4CfUzLax1tM/s1600-h/DSC03524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7YlOhJ8_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/4CfUzLax1tM/s320/DSC03524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403994736955094002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my beloved cousin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7Y01L01pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1c5vfqTVJLE/s1600-h/DSC03530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7Y01L01pI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1c5vfqTVJLE/s320/DSC03530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403995005032650386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby wish her to have a successful career in future and also a companion that will love her always... XOXO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7Z3KFtt9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/o7P579e3hg0/s1600-h/DSC03549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7Z3KFtt9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/o7P579e3hg0/s320/DSC03549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403996144515528658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that there came the heavy rain when my brother and I were on the way back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7avPLTvdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7Dmway-k3no/s1600-h/DSC03569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7avPLTvdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7Dmway-k3no/s320/DSC03569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997107953843666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought a new flip-flop bcuz my shoes broke. The flip-flop cost RM 3.90 and you will know why it is affordable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7bOSmeNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Z2zFJBkldE/s1600-h/DSC03559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7bOSmeNOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2Z2zFJBkldE/s320/DSC03559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997641449026786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the camwhore and her crazy brother..... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7bgnMqnqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nKLO6QricYE/s1600-h/DSC03574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7bgnMqnqI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nKLO6QricYE/s320/DSC03574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997956215578274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I forget, HappY BirthDaY my little sis.... 14th Nov 2009.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-6978398688475585501?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6978398688475585501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/updating-my-blog-everyday-if-i-can-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6978398688475585501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6978398688475585501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/updating-my-blog-everyday-if-i-can-ah.html' title='Updating my blog Everyday if I can... + Ah Chi&apos;s graduation...'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7YlOhJ8_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/4CfUzLax1tM/s72-c/DSC03524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-5037859860042916392</id><published>2009-11-12T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:38:27.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in one...'/><title type='text'>Haizzzzz... total in 1,,, XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hmmmmm...... Its been nearly a month since I abandoned my blog. Basically I was busy doing my application thingy. Now only I know I need to get myself into so so much troubles in order to further my study. Well, I just booked my ticket this morning to Michigan ( the place where I am about to go...) on 29th Dec 2009. It is the only and the latest ticket I can get since so many people are going to US. Hmmm.... I wish I could fly after the New Year as there are still lotsa stuffs I can't let go in Malaysia... For example: the food, friends, weather, family of course, the multi-language conversations, and having fun around...&lt;br /&gt; Well, I am preparing to use these hours left before leaving to go crazy... Hahahaha wat I mean is hanging around with friends cause I am going to a rural place where there's no entertainments to do. Sounds sad huh but I guess it should be the time for me to really focus on my studies. I have never been really study since I was born I would say. No procrastinate, no drinks, no wild, no stupid stuffs, and I hope no bf as well when I get there. Just wanna be healthy little girl that I used to be when I was 11. I was born in a small town and life seems to be much more simpler compare to KL the city. However, I had adapted the city life very well I would say but sometimes there will be some moments I wish to go back like before. I guess this is the time, do the things that I missed when I was small... - STUDY XD ...&lt;br /&gt; There is something that really bothering me.. Most of the seniors ask me why I chose there. It actually makes me feel bad as in I had make a wrong decision but I just kept telling myself this is road you chose, maybe it might be a wrong choice but still take it as a challenge... Be optimistic and everything will go your way. Just enjoy all the moments there.Come the worst, transfer your credits to another Uni.&lt;br /&gt; Beside application thingy, I celebrated PeiWen (best friend in college)'s birthday in Genting on 3rd of Nov 2009. It was a surprise birthday and we made it!!! She was so shocked as she never knew that there will be so many friends celebrate with her in Genting...  And we made a photo frame for her where there're the memories where all of us spent together ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw71gUa_HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9LbYpFrjbdM/s1600-h/DSC03338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw71gUa_HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9LbYpFrjbdM/s320/DSC03338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259443332447346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw71VJdTQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/41z4Ec_6mf4/s1600-h/DSC03351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw71VJdTQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/41z4Ec_6mf4/s320/DSC03351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403259440333671682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be the most memorable time for me during the college life.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And today which is 12 Nov 2009, is the premiere of 2012 movie. I manage to reserve the whole rode of D seats and it was full in the cinema. Well, it took about 3 hours to reach the end. I would say it is a good movie and a preparation for human to die. Lol... It was so funny because I was thinking how to survive while watching the movie. There was a moment where they are trying to escape but the Curtis can't even start the Bentley and the rest were so panick and scream. The Russian billionaire who sits beside him shouted :" SHUT UP....... ENGINE..... START.." I find that Bentley is so HOT and COOL!!! Love IT man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw99dJ-vMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eO5tdCBGJU4/s1600-h/2012Doomsday-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw99dJ-vMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eO5tdCBGJU4/s320/2012Doomsday-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403261778945555650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will recommend you to watch it... See how the world will end by the time 21-12-2012. If it really happens, I hope I have manage to invent or build a small cover ship to survive from this disaster. And if u read Bible, it ends like the story of Noah who saves the people by building a ship but this time it is a real big space and they have 6 ships to save animals and drawings and V-I-P.... Well, I guess right now just appreciate everything you have and the one u love..... That's all matters... Finally, just wana say we should LOVE everything you have now!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-5037859860042916392?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/5037859860042916392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/haizzzzz-total-in-1-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/5037859860042916392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/5037859860042916392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/11/haizzzzz-total-in-1-xd.html' title='Haizzzzz... total in 1,,, XD'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Svw71gUa_HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9LbYpFrjbdM/s72-c/DSC03338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-6453539332161954590</id><published>2009-10-20T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:50:48.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessica's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KawYqGrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7XmWjP3W1Dw/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KawYqGrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7XmWjP3W1Dw/s320/DSC02857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394620120929278642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KaWpuIfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rCj4XNhqArg/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KaWpuIfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rCj4XNhqArg/s320/DSC02764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394620114021523954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KaEzdqXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y2E_cB6wGpA/s1600-h/DSC02774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KaEzdqXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y2E_cB6wGpA/s320/DSC02774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394620109230549362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KZg31gLI/AAAAAAAAADs/MJwO4La6KKE/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KZg31gLI/AAAAAAAAADs/MJwO4La6KKE/s320/DSC02632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394620099585212594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It has been couple months since I continued blogging. Well, my college started and I worked for the 1st time in my life!! Well, there are couple reasons why I work. 1st is keep myself busy so that I won't think of those relationship thingy. 2nd is to earn some extra money to buy present to my cousin, Jessica, the prettiest bride I had ever seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2IKEqcdGI/AAAAAAAAADk/ShKFhNiUYl4/s1600-h/DSC02748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2IKEqcdGI/AAAAAAAAADk/ShKFhNiUYl4/s320/DSC02748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394617635291559010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; This is some of her wedding photos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-6453539332161954590?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6453539332161954590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-couple-months-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6453539332161954590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6453539332161954590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-couple-months-since-i.html' title='Jessica&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/St2KawYqGrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7XmWjP3W1Dw/s72-c/DSC02857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-7036305481965858671</id><published>2009-09-06T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:49:55.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SqORvxdn00I/AAAAAAAAADU/5bWiF3kZTq0/s1600-h/DSC02155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SqORvxdn00I/AAAAAAAAADU/5bWiF3kZTq0/s320/DSC02155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378302629927965506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm,  24th of August 2009, my college friends and I went to Pulau Penang. It was my 1st time having the Road Trip with friends. Well, there were 2 cars and I sat on Peiwen’s car. During the road trip, I had learnt a lot of things and maybe discovered my true inner self. I wouldn’t say a lot but maybe a little bit. Well, I found that when I was in secondary school time, every time I went for a trip or vacation with friends, there would be a quarrel or arguments that affected the mood of everyone. However, this time everyone went there happily and came back with an unforgettable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as everyone known or maybe I would love to inform everyone now that Penang is actually the HEAVEN OF LUXURIOUS FOODS. I found out there is no much entertainment except the hawker’s stalls. Food, food, and food…. Everywhere is food. The most unforgettable food I would say is the Prawn Mee.  It was the nicest and the most delicious Prawn Mee I had ever eat ( except for my Mum’s cook – incomparable).  Although Penang is a place full of foods, I was curious why I never see obesity issues around the place? Lolzzz….  During the dawn, we took the train up to Penang Hill. In the train, we met Japanese travelers. They were around my age. We did talk a bit but most of the conversation was worthless because I did not get what they said although I learnt a bit of Japanese before. XD….  Up there, the view was nice and the weather was spooky cause of mist. Overall, it was a place suitable for couple as it was a romantic place I would say.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went to Langkawi and it took about 3 hours to reach there. We took ferry for the rides. Along the way to Pulau Langkawi, I was freeze and barely breathe actually. It was the air-conditional fault!!! Could you imagine yourself living in Alaska? Well that is how I felt in the ferry! Ironically, even the Caucasians who used to coolness can’t even stand for it. The funniest part in the ferry was everyone ran to the outdoor (which is out of air-cond service). While in Penang, we rent a car. It was not the normal car, it was SERENA with 8 seats!!! Richard was the best tour guide or maybe “father” of us. He was the one took us around and drove us everywhere! It was fun having him there as I was alone, (as most of them were in pair).. XD&lt;br /&gt;What you should do in Langkawi this duty-free island?  Drinks with a label of__% … Hehehe…  Alcoholics are all around there and as well as the smokers. Life of satisfaction for them!! Well, same things happened to me!! Wine, wine, and wine!!!!! I drank the whole bottle. Satisfaction!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got sunburn too. Our hotel was known to have the longest swimming pool in Malaysia. Well, yea it is quite long but still out of my expectation. Overall, it is ok. That night, I was sober!!!! The funniest and nicest part was when Pei Wen and I, both of crazy girls drove late at night 3-4am I would say to the nearby shop to buy mineral water as everyone was thirsty after alcohol drinks!!!  There was no t even a single car on the road, silent and peaceful night. Anyways, nothing happened, we reached the hotels safely. We were the last people to sleep but the earliest to wake up!!! But trust me, I suffered a lot because of insomnia. Drink too much but lack of sleep  GG.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went back to Penang  and reached around 9pm. So, we took bus back to Richard’s relatives house. We were so hungry that time and life continued with food again. We spent our last night in Gurney Plaza for a movie titled District 9. The storyline was weird, a bit boring but something new that you will never think of (ending part). Before the show, we actually played archive game, the Daytona and guess what I was the 2nd last. Hehe…  &lt;br /&gt;The last day, the whole journey basically was going back to Selangor. We stopped at Nate’s house in Ipoh and had our dinner in some hawker’s stall. The crabs were fabulous!!! Nice!!!! I missed it now.  Along the journey back to Selangor was a rainy day. Lots of accidents happened along the way back, therefore we drove quite slow back to KL. Finally, we reached KL safely!!   I felt tired and at the same time happy as I managed to experience a lot of food!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-7036305481965858671?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/7036305481965858671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/7036305481965858671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/7036305481965858671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip!!!!!'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SqORvxdn00I/AAAAAAAAADU/5bWiF3kZTq0/s72-c/DSC02155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-9188849866431643032</id><published>2009-08-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:51:58.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play play play...'/><title type='text'>Recalling Back the Memories in my 3rd Semester.( Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hmmmm.... This past few months I mean my 3rd semester in college, I had been into a lot of ups and downs. I never have the courage to say anything but I guess I am free from everything I scared of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I still remembered when I broke up with him( tat happened in end of 2nd semester). It was such a hard time for me. It would not be tat painful if he never declare a war with me. We broke up peacefully, no argument, no quarrel, no nothing. But what made me felt the pain was he introduced his new gf in 3rd semester. (2 weeks after the break up)It was so pain that I barely breathe. I kept telling myself:" it is ok bcuz he's now only a friend of you, you have no right at all to stop him from doing so." BUT that's what I felt that time. Well, in college I dunno why I kept seeing them together no matter how I tried to escape from seeing them together. Till 1 day, I saw them and I walked away from them, sitting on the chair alone, my tears out of no where sliding down my face. I was pretending looking at the book so that nobody would noticed. Suddenly, C (friend of mine) came and sit beside me. He saw me crying and I ran out. After wiping all the tears, I walked towards him and said sorry for acting in that kind of behavior. Afterall, he understand and tried to cheer me up. Thanks man if you had the chance to see this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He was not the only 1. I had alot of supporters and good friends actually helping me to go thru this hard time. They spending their time accompanied me. I felt blessed. We spent  the time together and it made me feel that friends is more important. "The day is still young to find a soulmate". Since then, we organized lots of activities together. These were the moments we spent together till the end of 3rd semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowW6vUc2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/-cDw1O6oGsM/s1600-h/n685358726_1635245_8320741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowW6vUc2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/-cDw1O6oGsM/s400/n685358726_1635245_8320741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371693653936626674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;It was during the Earth Hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowXKSkVV0I/AAAAAAAAABs/KEntk8H-RQQ/s1600-h/n685358726_1635261_5923601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowXKSkVV0I/AAAAAAAAABs/KEntk8H-RQQ/s400/n685358726_1635261_5923601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371693921096521538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowXirUVDsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/adVXZuP4nhc/s1600-h/n685358726_1635260_6825529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowXirUVDsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/adVXZuP4nhc/s400/n685358726_1635260_6825529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371694340057140930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thx girls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kayaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowahQcUVaI/AAAAAAAAACU/vGoaKJVZZw8/s1600-h/DSC01656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowahQcUVaI/AAAAAAAAACU/vGoaKJVZZw8/s320/DSC01656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371697614197904802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sowag7mL-hI/AAAAAAAAACM/gL_wKyokRBc/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sowag7mL-hI/AAAAAAAAACM/gL_wKyokRBc/s320/DSC01653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371697608602155538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowahjOeaKI/AAAAAAAAACc/mNQGPI8oNJs/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowahjOeaKI/AAAAAAAAACc/mNQGPI8oNJs/s320/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371697619240118434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kayak till Night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcPF1r2LI/AAAAAAAAADM/46x1RHaabss/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcPF1r2LI/AAAAAAAAADM/46x1RHaabss/s320/DSC01712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371699501137123506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Putrajaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowaimkQsGI/AAAAAAAAACs/p9T98oWAkwk/s1600-h/DSC01716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowaimkQsGI/AAAAAAAAACs/p9T98oWAkwk/s320/DSC01716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371697637316669538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Back to Cheras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcBP9KmTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Oy7Z4_jo4MA/s1600-h/DSC01741+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcBP9KmTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Oy7Z4_jo4MA/s320/DSC01741+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371699263334684978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then to the Little Genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcBiwQWsI/AAAAAAAAADE/NmCR_rVpNHA/s1600-h/DSC01743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowcBiwQWsI/AAAAAAAAADE/NmCR_rVpNHA/s320/DSC01743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371699268380809922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, these was just part of the activities....  To be Continued in Part 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9136180838253964692-9188849866431643032?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9188849866431643032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/recalling-back-memories-in-my-3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9188849866431643032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9188849866431643032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/recalling-back-memories-in-my-3rd.html' title='Recalling Back the Memories in my 3rd Semester.( Part 1)'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SowW6vUc2_I/AAAAAAAAABk/-cDw1O6oGsM/s72-c/n685358726_1635245_8320741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-1185076378133249179</id><published>2009-08-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:15:01.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hmmmm.... It feels so great to get back to my hometown. Well, I was shocked to see some changing at house. First, it was the colors of the house. Apparently, my parents just repainted the house and it looked weird I would say bcuz it was orange and a little red (I would say) color! But the most exciting part was when I entered my room. My mum bought a new and huge double-decker bed!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Notice: SlumberLand production&lt;/span&gt;. It was the nicest bed I had ever slept on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway, that's not the point. My mum told me she's bringing my big little sister to China for vacation. It is during my b'day. Actually, this reminded me of my grandma who had just passed away. The day during her memorial service, I only knew me and my grandma bornt in the same month and day. But everything is too late. I never get the chance to celebrate with my beloved grandma. She was the coolest, nicest, kindest, funniest grandma I had ever met. She always smile and the first thing came out from her mouth would be:" How was your study? Good or not?" She was a real open-minded woman. She never obliged her children from pursuing their own dream. The most important for her is "As long as u are happy with what you want." I was so glad to be born in this family. I still can recall during her funeral, all of us cried badly. We shared the moments we had with grandma. There is 1 thing everyone agreed about grandma:"If she is born in this century, she's goin to be the most successful businesswoman in this world!" Yea, she is a business-minded woman, a real smart businesswoman. Last but not least, she loved to try her luck. Ermmm.. TOTO I would say. If any of you dunno what's TOTO, it is lottery. Well, just put it into a nice way, try her luck. Lolzzzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoWZElN6nqI/AAAAAAAAABc/PGwRpYwlVbA/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoWZElN6nqI/AAAAAAAAABc/PGwRpYwlVbA/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369866434698190498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Grandma, we will always LOVE u.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21-11-1928 till 21-07-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-1185076378133249179?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/1185076378133249179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/1185076378133249179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/1185076378133249179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/gathering.html' title='Gathering'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoWZElN6nqI/AAAAAAAAABc/PGwRpYwlVbA/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-9172397230386731661</id><published>2009-08-12T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:53:16.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Life'/><title type='text'>Farewell Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It was the funniest, nicest and sweetest farewell night I had ever been. it was a farewell night for all the Seniors who are leaving to further their studies in US. Another adventures for them to go through. Everyone was having fun that night actually. Well, there are a few new legends showed up that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                             The President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOoQV7v2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C2nwnk2SXA/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOoQV7v2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C2nwnk2SXA/s320/DSC02041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369320179474881138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                          The Rock StaR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOo-VFArVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PbDjOnpdZr4/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOo-VFArVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PbDjOnpdZr4/s320/DSC01991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369320969519279442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                       The Emo Maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                          The Lady BOss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrBTkel2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CmkoBqDjeHE/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrBTkel2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CmkoBqDjeHE/s320/DSC01955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369323219677255522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                   The Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrSYi-00I/AAAAAAAAAAk/eU_40VRGrSk/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrSYi-00I/AAAAAAAAAAk/eU_40VRGrSk/s320/DSC02010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369323513070932802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                      The "Thunder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrkGL0QFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZxv1wXJM5g/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOrkGL0QFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZxv1wXJM5g/s320/DSC02005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369323817379577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well, that all I could recall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And this is the stars of the night.... Can guess which 1 is me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOsRTUNYfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VmEMCXMyXkA/s1600-h/together+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOsRTUNYfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VmEMCXMyXkA/s400/together+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369324593998553586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-9172397230386731661?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/9172397230386731661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/farewell-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9172397230386731661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/9172397230386731661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/farewell-night.html' title='Farewell Night'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/SoOoQV7v2nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3C2nwnk2SXA/s72-c/DSC02041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9136180838253964692.post-6174083939100319717</id><published>2009-08-12T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:17:08.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear all the Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I believed that life is like a roller coaster. There're always up and down moments. So, how to make all the sour moment turn into an enlightenment?? Well, I guess that why I'm blogging now... recalling all the sweet and sour, jot it down 1 by 1. It should be fun when review the blogs again. This is going to be a collection of my journeyz!! Sounds cool huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Btw, violette isn't my true name. But there's hidden meaning for everything we see, include VIOLETTE this name. Violette comes from Violet, the name of a color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Violet is a combination of blue and red. Red is a focusing, dynamic and active energy while blue is cooling, calming and expansive. Violet brings a new dynamic to the expansion of blue and the activity of red. Red brings practicality to the undirected expansiveness of the blue, and allows more creative energy to emerge. For this reason, violet is associated with imagination and inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Violet is an important energy for those who use blue and indigo skills in the psychic field. The red in violet offers a grounding effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Put some violet in your life when you want:&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li class="td"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to use your imagination to its fullest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="td"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to re-balance your life&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="td"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to remove obstacles&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="td"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to calm overactivity or to energize from depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That's going to be an reinforcement to find the true meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Finally, I guess nothing is certain in this World. Figure it out yourself if any of you do not believe it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9136180838253964692-6174083939100319717?l=violette-journeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6174083939100319717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-all-bloggers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6174083939100319717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9136180838253964692/posts/default/6174083939100319717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violette-journeys.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-all-bloggers.html' title='Dear all the Bloggers'/><author><name>Violette d Color</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096547697441310476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BUCBFCF2E84/Sv7fTqMTg1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/WT7AgIBJMr8/S220/DSC03164.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
