<?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-9185891431418349776</id><updated>2012-01-01T09:34:41.151-08:00</updated><category term='lectures'/><category term='responsibilities'/><category term='edward cullen'/><category term='passion'/><category term='Spice'/><category term='Menaka'/><category term='class'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='mom'/><category term='All the way..'/><category term='sister'/><category term='college life'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>TheDutchess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-4764312051922683269</id><published>2011-04-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T09:03:09.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibilities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Wonder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sad to say that since the last post, I haven't had time to bake. So, the honey cupcakes will have to wait. Til' the next blog at least. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, this post would be a venting post. So, feel free to leave if you're not up to it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;stuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seems to be the best word to describe my feelings. Stuck because nothing seems to be moving forward. Stuck because everything, from studies, to work, my social life, future plans, even my goals seem to be stagnant. Stuck because I can't plan for the future as what lies before of me is a huge pile of uncertainties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stuck because I now see an even longer path of toiling ahead of me, one which I am not sure on where the end is. One which I hope brings me to a life of success and endless possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stuck because sometimes I wonder if the decisions I had taken were the right ones. I mean, one would think that the correct decisions should produce the best results right? Then why did most of mine crumble along the way? And why am I nowhere near my goals, even after doing everything right? I mean, if you screwed up along the way, then it you have a choice to do everything right the second time and move forward. But if you did everything right and still failed at it, whatcha' gona do? You're Stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ties that bind. These words, lately, have been creeping into my mind way to often that it scares me. Throughout my life, I had given up so many things out of obligations. Albeit none of it were regretted, I'm afraid that it has changed me from a colourful little child to a dark-spirited young adult who sees the world with an impossibly negative eye. I wonder if I would be a much easier person if I had shirked a little. And I keep wondering if I would be a much better person if I start now. And I wonder if I will simply keep wondering for the rest of my life...I don't know.. Guilty conscience is a huge part of who I am. Example : It would be a big leap for me to even move out of the house. I feel so guilty to simply leave my family to deal with the things that I normally handle around the house [which is not much]. This is how I see things. I'd probably let it gnaw into myself for a month or so before I move back in. Sigh. I don't know. I know its ridiculous but I wish there was some sign to make me feel better about things like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The only thing I really wana do right now is to travel a whole year without worries. Will it ever happen? Again, I don't know. So, all I can do is to Eat. Pray. Love. for the moment. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Definite vacation pitstop :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redbookonline.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/honeymoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://www.redbookonline.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/honeymoon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Love this music :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/IUxE5LnhcjQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUxE5LnhcjQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUxE5LnhcjQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/GBJPZnEHcQc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBJPZnEHcQc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBJPZnEHcQc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, that's about it. Way too depressed to write anything else in case I start calling out names. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tootles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-4764312051922683269?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/4764312051922683269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=4764312051922683269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/4764312051922683269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/4764312051922683269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2011/04/wonder.html' title='Wonder.'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-6205196920460073190</id><published>2011-03-21T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:45:21.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qIYxPpTTQ_s/TYeAhR0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aLV2UxS-2pk/s1600/Babygirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qIYxPpTTQ_s/TYeAhR0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aLV2UxS-2pk/s200/Babygirl.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Things in my life has been pretty monotonous lately. Wake up, go to work, lunch, work ends, come home, hang out, wait for weekend, weekend arrives, and its back to Monday. Time sure flies. I've been doing this for almost a year now.. And I'm not happy about any of it..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I think its mainly coz pretty much everything in my life is at a standstill now.. Everything is pending something else to take place first. So, I can't really do anything about it.. and not having that sense of control is driving me nuts. The fact that I can't see anything beyond next week is kinda making me restless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UP_vX4P00GU/TYeDGSPjCJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MEzNXtmV8zk/s1600/Babysmellingflower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UP_vX4P00GU/TYeDGSPjCJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MEzNXtmV8zk/s200/Babysmellingflower.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I know the best thing I could do is probably to take it things as they come..It is not every time that I have the opportunity to take things slow, stop and smell the roses.. But, planning things far ahead kinda makes me feel better about things. It's sorta like my security blanket.. Only that its not tangible.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, there isn't much I can do about it now..So I might as well enjoy the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On a separate note, the disastrous string of events that has been striking Japan for the past week is truly an unimaginable one. Sometimes, during prayers, I feel so helpless coz' all I can do is pray and most to most, contribute to the disaster relief funds and amenities. At this point of time, I am extremely surprised to find that "some people" can be so ignorant to the plight that is being suffered by the Japanese population. If you do not wish to emphatize with the unbelivable plight that is being suffered by such a massive amount of people, at least do them a favor by not throwing flagrantly offensive remarks that may makes us appear as heartlessly stupid as you do, as obviouly, YOU are supposed to represent Malaysian women. You, Madam, should know better than to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;throw flying remarks like "They should have exercised more caution" or whatever crap it is that you said when firstly, &amp;nbsp;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ou may not even have the first idea of how a nuclear plant works&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;let alone how nuclear is generated to know how much effort and time they had spent to ensure the security aspects of it. Do you really think they are as careless and aloof as you in their work as you are in yours? And secondly, &amp;nbsp;whoever said that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it is your God-given right to so call "rub it in their faces" at this point of devastation? How sure are you that you won't end up in a worst state next week? [outside Malaysia of course]. If you still had a heart next to that pin-sized brain of yours, I suggest you read this:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vancouversun.com/Schoolkids+wait+silence+parents+never+come+them/4454352/story.html"&gt;http://www.vancouversun.com/Schoolkids+wait+silence+parents+never+come+them/4454352/story.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;These kids may have been made orphans..meaning, they may never have a family again..and already, they are in silent denial. This is heart-wrenching for a normal human-being. Please..please..please! At least, even if you can't emphatise like a normal person, at least learn to shut-up so that everyone else will not be marked-down by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sorry, that was me venting again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Okay, on a more cheerful note.. I AM BAKING CUPPYCAKES AGAIN! Honey flavoured this time:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/food/Honey-Cupcakes"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/food/Honey-Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NDt2GIPkb6w/TYeOV38gIwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OwJbR6gh4lA/s1600/94+honey+cupcakes+1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NDt2GIPkb6w/TYeOV38gIwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OwJbR6gh4lA/s320/94+honey+cupcakes+1a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I shall update you guys on how it turns out.. Step-by-step. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Okay, that's about it for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tootles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&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/9185891431418349776-6205196920460073190?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/6205196920460073190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=6205196920460073190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6205196920460073190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6205196920460073190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2011/03/randomness.html' title='Randomness.'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qIYxPpTTQ_s/TYeAhR0sdpI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aLV2UxS-2pk/s72-c/Babygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-8822112766975143338</id><published>2011-03-20T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T12:39:05.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGHWAY HORROR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think yesterday marked one of the most terrifying driving experiences I've had since I've started driving. I was stuck on highway for an hour and a half. I know it doesn't sound like it now but seriously, being stuck on the highway for that long is really no joke. Its damn scary and unbelievably suffocating. The whole experience felt very much like claustrophobia. I know there are signboards and toll assistants and stuffs, but really...when the signboards make you end up on the other end of town like Shah Alam...and then another road sign brings you to the other corner of Earth like the Seremban border, you really REALLY start freaking out..and out of three toll assistants, the first gives you inconclusive directions and the other two plainly say they don't know where &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;K-friggin-L&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is, in the state of mind you're in at that point, you start suspecting that either something has gone seriously wrong..or you just can't read the road signs. It came to a point that I just started yelling out loud (in the car) that I just wana go home, in the car, again and again and again...to myself...like a traumatised little rabbit.. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Also, yesterday, I've learnt a very very VERY valuable lesson [which mum had told me a gazilion times but I had ignored as usual...].. NEVER EVER FOLLOW DIRECTIONS. ALWAYS ALWAYS GET THE EXACT ADDRESS. Googlemaps is waaaaaaay more reliable than people. Sheesh... A horrifying way for me to learn, I'd say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;More to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tootles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/9185891431418349776-8822112766975143338?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/8822112766975143338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=8822112766975143338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8822112766975143338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8822112766975143338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2011/03/highway-horror.html' title='HIGHWAY HORROR'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-2696801886533105207</id><published>2010-06-24T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:21:23.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I bet you didn’t know that I am terrified of the dark, and every time I think of you, I smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I bet you don’t know that I hate thunderstorms, but love dancing in the rain. Or how much I laugh with my friends and how much I truly enjoy being happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I bet you don’t know how many tears I’ve cried just for you, or how much I doubt myself every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I bet you don’t know how ticklish I am or how I can’t make decisions. Or how it drives me crazy when you look into my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I bet you didn’t know that I would do anything to be with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;But mostly, I bet you didn’t know how much I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meredith ~ Grey's Anatomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-2696801886533105207?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/2696801886533105207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=2696801886533105207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2696801886533105207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2696801886533105207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-bet.html' title='I bet...'/><author><name>DutcHesS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07762872316304548744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-5306498577460631018</id><published>2010-06-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:18:08.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything I'm Not ~  Lenka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will never be, I will never be tall, no&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be, never ever be sure of it all&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why is the world so cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;When all, all I ever want to be is anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be, I will never be you, no&lt;br /&gt;I will always be, I will always be me, that I know&lt;br /&gt;But oh, even though I'm happy being me&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away from all this harsh reality, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&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/9185891431418349776-5306498577460631018?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/5306498577460631018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=5306498577460631018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5306498577460631018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5306498577460631018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/06/anything-im-not-lenka.html' title='Anything I&apos;m Not ~  Lenka'/><author><name>DutcHesS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07762872316304548744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-482850539301687565</id><published>2010-06-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:04:53.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/TAXWX-Pcf-I/AAAAAAAAB9o/8Er2kWxBOQc/s1600/bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/TAXWX-Pcf-I/AAAAAAAAB9o/8Er2kWxBOQc/s320/bubble.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478020229099192290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bubble is slowly bursting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In every single imaginable way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure whether it's bad or good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess time will tell.&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://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q424/SONU_044/cute/bubble.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-482850539301687565?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/482850539301687565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=482850539301687565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/482850539301687565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/482850539301687565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/06/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles.'/><author><name>DutcHesS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07762872316304548744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/TAXWX-Pcf-I/AAAAAAAAB9o/8Er2kWxBOQc/s72-c/bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-3281349824673911377</id><published>2010-05-13T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:49:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Simply Full of Spice*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;This one's just for you. I don't get into this mood much so allow it to linger awhile... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-xgllpN-aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLZsWX_wOG0/s1600/362231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-xgllpN-aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLZsWX_wOG0/s320/362231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It scares me how much I love you sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It scares me how much you love me sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It scares me how well we're so in sync with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It scares me how good we are for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;But most of all, it scares me how much we're so happy with one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Sometimes it scares me to think what would have happened if we just didn't meet each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Would you have ever felt that something was missing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Might you have known that you had a soul mate who actually existed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Was there any possibility that we may have even crossed each other at least once in our lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Or could it be that we were so unattached to each other's world that the possibilities are close to a nil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;We're so diverse and yet we're so much alike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It's impossible to say which way it would have gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;And I'm so thankful that we ended up meeting each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Coz if not, I wouldn't be with another.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It feels illegal to be this happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It feels like we're breaking a rule when we're this contented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It feels like eating a forbidden fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Or even, walking through a beautiful dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Placing my every step with ever so much caution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;So afraid that I'd wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;And the&amp;nbsp;beautiful beautiful&amp;nbsp;dream would fade away just as fast as it came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;But then you remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;How complete it feels when we're together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;How perfect things are when we're with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;And how hard it was for us to find one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Which means we're simply destined to be together forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I don't believe in destiny, but I believ&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;e you &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Don't think I could&amp;nbsp;ever&amp;nbsp;say it enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-xfhlMiBCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jSZ7FmhD9zs/s1600/DSC00590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-xfhlMiBCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jSZ7FmhD9zs/s320/DSC00590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-3281349824673911377?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/3281349824673911377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=3281349824673911377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/3281349824673911377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/3281349824673911377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/05/simply-full-of-spice.html' title='*Simply Full of Spice*'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-xgllpN-aI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LLZsWX_wOG0/s72-c/362231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-6274650766026137795</id><published>2010-05-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T21:43:28.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxygen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/S-Y9SJQUEkI/AAAAAAAAB54/PbHPEqFFFxU/s1600/Oxygen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/S-Y9SJQUEkI/AAAAAAAAB54/PbHPEqFFFxU/s320/Oxygen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469126179419329090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Huff! Huff! Huff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Study all year and my mind is blank like I slacked all year..Would it be better off if I actually did slack all year? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel like getting into a fight with someone.. Throw some punches and my anger might subside a lil'..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel like yelling at a dead fish right now... A lil shouting and cursing [wtfish! wtfish! wtfish!] and maybe I could start breathing like normal again... My lungs are in knots and I need to untangle them..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel like kicking a ball so bad that it punctures right at the first kick.. Ever smelt success and f*ilure at the same time? That's what's in the air for me now...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll post again after I survive this..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bite..Bite..Bite!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-6274650766026137795?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/6274650766026137795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=6274650766026137795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6274650766026137795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6274650766026137795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/05/huff-huff-huff-study-all-year-and-my.html' title='Oxygen'/><author><name>DutcHesS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07762872316304548744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5uqDyrTnE8/S-Y9SJQUEkI/AAAAAAAAB54/PbHPEqFFFxU/s72-c/Oxygen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-6102476342796943981</id><published>2010-05-07T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:03:05.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Clouds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hello there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apparently, the exams start in three days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wow, really? I wasn't aware that it was that close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Argghh! I am literally reaching insanity as we speak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Breathe..  Breathe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FYI, I keep getting this woozy feeling lately..like I just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;took a dose of the cough syrup.. I somehow secretly feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;it's my stress conspiring with my brain to tell my body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;react this way since I've refused to address the pre-exam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;panic that my stress actually wants me to experience. Scary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;huh? But it's true.. I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; most of the time that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to take loads of coffee and tea to stabilise my head.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ugh.. sounds disgusting.. I know.. Butbutbut I need to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;do it to focus...studyyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sheesh..weird me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll post again when I survive this roller-coaster ride..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Babai.. and keep smiling like Uncle Cracker asked you to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;=P &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(that's it.. now I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; I've officially gone bonkers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tootles people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/9185891431418349776-6102476342796943981?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/6102476342796943981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=6102476342796943981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6102476342796943981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6102476342796943981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-clouds.html' title='In the Clouds?'/><author><name>DutcHesS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07762872316304548744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-5547668816817787495</id><published>2010-05-04T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T04:27:08.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-ADCMm7eRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-TXZsinaah4/s1600/Playing_in_the_rain___2_by_Kaeldra_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-ADCMm7eRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-TXZsinaah4/s320/Playing_in_the_rain___2_by_Kaeldra_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I've always loved the rain...It lifts my mood right up. Especially when it begins with really violet swirling clouds and a spectacular show of the winds..The first droplet of rain touches my face.. Instantly refreshing. And then there's also the obvious..Playing in the rain... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;But today was kinda different... There was no wind, the clouds were almost purple... the atmosphere was simply hazy, that it was warm instead of cold.. And then there were the crazy earth-shattering amounts of thunder and lightings. For about 15 minutes, I could barely get a word across.. It was so LOUD. It felt like it was splitting through the building.. And the lightnings.. Wow.. There were so many huge streaks of electric rods in the sky that for the whole period, the sky looked like it had a shield of energy on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;For the first time in my life, I did not enjoy the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;For the first time in my life, the rain scared me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Think I lost my bliss for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&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/9185891431418349776-5547668816817787495?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/5547668816817787495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=5547668816817787495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5547668816817787495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5547668816817787495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/05/rain.html' title='Rain.'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/S-ADCMm7eRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-TXZsinaah4/s72-c/Playing_in_the_rain___2_by_Kaeldra_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-1838615024238403638</id><published>2010-04-22T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:38:53.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress free.</title><content type='html'>Heya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although exams are looming in the horizon, the past week has been a surprisingly good one. As usual, I got my panic attacks again...Usually, I get it the week before the exams..This time, it was particularly disastrous coz it came like close to a month earlier. Allow me to digress...FYI, my panic attacks are nothing that you could have ever seen. They are absolutely fatal. They makes me totally paralysed. I can't memorise or remember anything..And just like that, a whole academic year's work is gone. God knows how the hell I managed to get through til the finals. Last year especially, was a scoring year.. But I walked in and out of the hall like a zombie. Haihs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's one thing to bumm around the whole year and screw up...But work all year, know all your stuffs and STILL screw up? Aih...Go to hell la. Pfft. Sorry..Still griping a bit over the results...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneeeways, this year I vowed never to allow it to happen again. And when it did last week, I was devastated. I was staring at the book and it was staring right back at me...for FIVE HOURS! I like totally freaked out, went to the steps, called my mom and bawled my eyes out {yes...yes...I did run to my mommy and cry. Go sneer if you must, I don't care}. And guess what my mom said? She told me to drop everything and follow her go shopping!. And ya know what? I did! I went shopping! That is, of course, after 20 minutes worth of chocked-up protest. "Where *sob*sob* can? Exams are in *sob* three weeks!". Heehee. Mom technically forced me to go out coz she said I was too stressed to study. She was right. And the shopping bit? She was right again. It really really did work. I found myself totally focused the next day. And still am til today..a week later. Imagine...something that been plaguing me for years and years is now gone..Good riddance! I swear, it's like I kicked a drug habit or something.. All fresh. And all it took me was to listen to good ol' mom... Aih...should have dunnit' sooner.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's been checking on me like every couple of hours just to make sure &amp;nbsp;don't slide into panic again. I don't know what I'd do without her. Thanks mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little sister's been a big teddy bear too. For this past week, she's tried all she can to make me feel better again. She's technically the nurturing big sister now. Nuff said. Thank you, piggy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aih...can't believe I've had soo many falling outs with my mom and sister this year that until last month, we were effectively strangers. And now, when I had a problem that I run to them with, they make me feel better in like two seconds. It's like magic! No, wait. It really is magic. It's called "family support". And I'm so thankful for the one I have.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I found this list on the Net. It's supposed to help in dealing with stress. So, if anyone if facing the exam jitters or stress of any kind, drop everything for awhile, pick one of the following and do it for a bit.. It'll help, trust me. You won't lose time doing it more than you would from forcing yourself to to do something [study] which you clearly can't. Take the time off and get back to it [the books] once you're refreshed. You'd be able to do it [absorb] better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" style="width: 550px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch a sunset&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to the beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be positive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sing a song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pet a dog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell a joke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listen to music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blow bubbles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take a nap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dance a jig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take a walk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write a letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have a cup of tea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask for help&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take a break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do it now!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stretch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep a journal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hum a tune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practice patience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get up early&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meditate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do Tai Chi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Play a drum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prioritize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give a hug&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Throw a ball&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Play with a child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;See a movie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plant a flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say "No"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Set Limits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat a snack&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read a book&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practice kindness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Light a candle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laugh out loud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lie in the sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Walk in the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Run in the park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk to a friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take a bubble bath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoid negative people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take a deep breath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask for what you need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to bed on time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Walk a labyrinth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give a compliment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clean a closet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go barefoot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give a blessing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch a sunrise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say a prayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Happy studying [or whatever it is that you're trying to do!] &lt;i&gt;=P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Loveslovesloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Menaka&lt;/span&gt;&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/9185891431418349776-1838615024238403638?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/1838615024238403638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=1838615024238403638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1838615024238403638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1838615024238403638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/04/stress-free.html' title='Stress free.'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-1036552124708096451</id><published>2010-04-13T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:28:02.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garfield-eyed post..</title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably isn't the best time for me to be blogging..but reading Lenin on Marx again and again and again is making my eyes droop...besides...I haven't blogged in like..ages? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird blogging this time round.It's like I have yards of things to say but somehow it feels like I've said too much for the past 25 years. Feels like I shouldn't say so much anymore coz I kinda like finished my quota... Like if people hear me yapping one more time, their ears is gona bleed or something.. =P&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around me knows what a big mouth I have with things I disagree with. I never keep my thoughts to myself. Sometimes I wonder how my family and friends put up with me.. I can be real insensitive sometimes..Not coz I'm ignorant..but more coz I hardly think twice before speaking my mind.. and believe me, I have gotten into trouble countless times for it before..and yet, it's so hard for me to knock the habit off.. I guess old habits die hard..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth week of revision.&lt;br /&gt;Yea...it's technically the sixth week of revision and I think I'm stuck in some kinda warp zone coz I haven't started panicking yet... Based on my standard panic-clock, I should've started panicking/hyperventilating a month ago.. Nope. Anxious a bit maybe but no panic. Guess two years of training from Spice is finally showing some results. =P&lt;br /&gt;However, the weird thing is..I've started feeling guilty...like really really bad.. I keep having these thoughts of how I've been burdening my family so much for these past few years...thoughts on how I could have made things much easier if I just learned to calm down and deal with my issues way earlier without involving my family in it. I even have thoughts on how things would've been different if I moved in with my friends and becoming more independent instead of continuing to stay at my family home and burdening my mom. Heck, I could've even avoided all those rows I've had with mom for all those staying out late night studying sessions..One of the worst things is how I keep doing things that I know would de-motivate me although I know I can't afford to be that way this year..my final year..&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to how I've failed to think far enough to avoid all these issues. I've always considered myself someone who's above average...who could think far enough to avoid unwanted issues in the future. This past year has thought me how much more deep-rooted some issues really are than what I think..I've learned how some things could never be done right and that there's no recipe for getting it right the first time...You may never know when to speak or when to shut up..And no amount of advice and guidance could guarantee that what you're gona do goes well..It's all quick-thinking..which only comes with practice and experiences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, after pacifying myself with all these long-winded explanations, I still feel rottenly-guilty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih...why? why? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8r..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-1036552124708096451?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/1036552124708096451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=1036552124708096451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1036552124708096451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1036552124708096451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/04/garfield-eyed-post.html' title='Garfield-eyed post..'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-6905904908006875128</id><published>2010-03-24T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:56:47.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me dance like a fool,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget how to breathe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shine like gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buzz like a bee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just the thought of you can drive me wild,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh you make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;-Uncle Kracker, Smile -&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/9185891431418349776-6905904908006875128?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/6905904908006875128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=6905904908006875128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6905904908006875128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6905904908006875128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2010/03/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-3039387327083258570</id><published>2009-10-16T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:03:44.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=) &lt;3 you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Do you hear me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm talking to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I keep you with me in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; They don't know how long it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Waiting for a love like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Every time we say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I wish we had one more kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky we're in love every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; To an island where we'll meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Though the breezes through trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; As the world keeps spinning round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; You hold me right here right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm lucky we're in love every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh ooh&lt;/span&gt; ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-3039387327083258570?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/3039387327083258570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=3039387327083258570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/3039387327083258570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/3039387327083258570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-you_16.html' title='=) &lt;3 you..'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-8247428820285013614</id><published>2009-10-16T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T02:15:03.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=) &lt;3 you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colbie Caillat - Fallin’ For You Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don’t know but&lt;br /&gt;I think I maybe&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;br /&gt;Know you better&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;And we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;All around us&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh I just can’t take it&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can’t hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-8247428820285013614?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/8247428820285013614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=8247428820285013614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8247428820285013614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8247428820285013614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-you.html' title='=) &lt;3 you...'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-2923970713051326825</id><published>2009-09-18T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:27:03.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 09'</title><content type='html'>Hi again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Raya. Its a long month for me this time. What with the job swapping, the semester starting at college and the referral paper..oh darned darned referral paper. I'll be happy to announce that I screwed up my Tort paper.. TORT! Thats right.. the easiest, most dumbest paper I could've scored.. I screwed it up coz I was to nervous t write anything in the first one and a half hour. My brain just refused to work. Aih.. and then there's the Commercial Law paper, which I hardly studied but got a B. This is the very paper which I could've failed..and I got a decent B. Sheesh.. Trust was sad though. I expected a B, or even better..a B+. Coz the paper was SO DAMN EASY. Workin my bu*t off all year for this paper and I ended up with some measly marks.. SO the ANGRY weh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spice got really nice marks but could'nt go to do the traditional celebration at Amarin coz of yours truly.. Aih, felt like I screwed up loads of things la. Luckily I only had to refer one paper this time..which means I can easily clear it out by end of October. Damn..gona need a B+ or an A to patch up all the lousy marks I got for Part 1. Gambate' Menaka!!!&lt;br /&gt;It also means, no Diwali celebrations this year. Mom and sis are goin for the yearly major celebration in Johore. Wish I could go too.. But kenot, coz its like ten days before the paper. Hurm.. nevermind, Christmas this year is gona be a blast, and so is my birthday =P&lt;br /&gt;This new workplace of mine gives a 7-10 days leave from Xmas to New Year. Awesomeness la..heehee.. Gona have a blast this year..then I'll be all pumped-up for the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of my Raya holidays, and I'm stuck home having to study. Lol. Spice is breathing down my neck through the phone (if thats possible) making sure I study. I admit it la, Imalazygirl... heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its Raya, I'm turning into my Maisarah mode (inside joke, people). Gona have to get a baju kurung, and some tudung and find a guy, convert and get married..then dump him after Raya...hehehe. I'm sure Spice won't mind. Giri would be falling off the chair now laughing if he ever reads this.&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of perks of being Maisarah for Raya. The main one is that I become a full Malaysian. Yea la..I celebrate Xmas, Diwali and sometimes CNY. Kalau Raya pun celebrate, I get good food and Angpows all year round. Nyehnyehnyeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aih, right now, nothing's in my head except this article I'm reading on Dr. M asking Samy to get his bombom out of BN. One day oni that article gets published in Facebook, the next day got 239 supporters dy. Aih.. *HINT* *HINT* SAMY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, talking about Facebook, SPICE is actually playing Farmville! FARMVILLE people! Normal day ah, I have to stand next to him asking him to add ANY APPLICATIONS in Fb. Look at him now la.. Biased. Ni semua si Rastam punya pasal. His girlfriend has to half force him add anything in Fb, but his friend?... Siap ko Rastam! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm so boooooreedd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la evelibadi, I gtg study. Mwaxxes, bais, xoxoxo's and HAVE A GREAT RAYA, MALAYSIANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-2923970713051326825?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/2923970713051326825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=2923970713051326825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2923970713051326825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2923970713051326825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-09.html' title='September 09&apos;'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-7316081752772660762</id><published>2009-07-22T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:52:20.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SmfdYpgUgfI/AAAAAAAAACY/h3aPBU097Ck/s1600-h/18969785-b7d1888770d2c4d2d0651e009c100a55.4a67dcb5-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SmfdYpgUgfI/AAAAAAAAACY/h3aPBU097Ck/s320/18969785-b7d1888770d2c4d2d0651e009c100a55.4a67dcb5-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361497296935879154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lol.... I know.... I'm sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-7316081752772660762?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/7316081752772660762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=7316081752772660762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7316081752772660762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7316081752772660762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SmfdYpgUgfI/AAAAAAAAACY/h3aPBU097Ck/s72-c/18969785-b7d1888770d2c4d2d0651e009c100a55.4a67dcb5-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-4370286191520331418</id><published>2009-06-29T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:00:14.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......</title><content type='html'>Hiho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some glitter. Everything seems monochrome right now. Thats how bored I feel. I need some glittah'...and I need it fast'ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-4370286191520331418?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/4370286191520331418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=4370286191520331418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/4370286191520331418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/4370286191520331418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-7783236564056213044</id><published>2009-06-29T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:47:30.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All the way..'/><title type='text'>One month</title><content type='html'>Hye there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its feels like a whole decade had passed. Its only been like what...four weeks since the exams? And I almost lost my mind from staying home...Lol. Luckily, I got a job last week. I've recently joined an engineering firm as a Project Assistant. Although its quite near to my house (like 15 minutes tops), there are no means of other transport besides the taxi.. So, I spend like 15 bucks a day on transport itself. Can't wait to get my driving license. My beloved car is getting rusty as we speak due to my ignorance all these years. Fret not my dear car, I will start you! Lol. Weird la my company... It gives season passes but not transport allowances. Ah..I guess its good anyway. I can't wait to start driving either. My 3a.m. yumchas...lol.&lt;br /&gt;My job is quite a refreshing experience for me. For once, I'm actually required to use my brains instead of working like an automated idiot.. I've honestly NEVER been interested in tenders and Government projects all my life and being forced to analyse it now is actually a good thing. I hate it..but its good.&lt;br /&gt;My boss is a distinct character. I know I'm gona go through roller-coaster rides here so we'll save talking about him for when I'm having a "you-know-what"-fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to that much awaited trip to Genting with Spice. I must say it was sinfully fun. It wasn't coz its Genting. It was simply the idea of just the two of us being out of KL. Lol. Aih...its a hard to explain kinda feeling.. Anyway, the weather was simply awesome and so it was the cable car ride I enjoyed more than anything else.. My ultimate goal there would be to go on the Solero Shots.. see la, next time. This time too many people, too little guts and hardly any time.. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anniversary was fun too. Unexpected. Thought it was just going out for dinner. Didn't expect the flowers and a ring (Woohoo!). In fact, there were some parts of that day that I forgot we were having dinner that night. Sheesh... Like short-term memory loss. All coz of the things I had to do at work la! Lol. I was surprised enough to receive a bouquet of roses in the car. Then went out to this place called Chandellier near Midvalley with its "penyibuks" punyer waiter..no privacy at all. Spice actually had to send him off for the cheque to give me the ring. I pun apalagi, blur as usual la... Staring at him like tranquilised elephant. Lol. He even had to ask me if I wanted to wear it after waiting for my response for like a couple of minutes.. The first time a guy gives me a ring and I had to respond like a goldfish...blinking right back at him. Way to go me! Lol. Aih.. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my sister's school last Saturday. It was Open Day. Sort of Signing Report Card Day oso la. I went with mom after constant nagging from my sister. Apparently, she got number ONE! And she wants us to come SEE HER TEACHER.. Huh, eksyen melampau! Dah Form Two pun nak eksyen sebab dapat nombor satu. Bongkak betul adik kesayangan aku nih.. Anyway, seeing her and her friends that day REALLY made me wana go back to school. I was such a rebel in everything I did. It was bad enough that I couldn't fit in, being a mix. My best friends, were only two Malay girls. I wondered how things would've been if I had simply gone with the flow.. Lol. I might get everything done easier. Fit in better. Be everybody's darling. But I'm not sure if I would be as happy, or as satisfied. Hmm.. Anyway, can't do much about it now. I'll should just focus on the present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Mom's delayed trip to India will be re-scheduled somewhere in August. Aih.. I sure hope she'd gets checked-up completely this time. Her trips to India always worry me. I'm not being biased but the idea of her being in hospital reminds me of the organ thefts that happen there. I am genuinely worried coz these things happen there on a daily basis. The moment she leaves the airport here, my tummy'll be in knots til she gets back. Call me a worry-wart or being protective or whatever you want, I am freaked out as hell when she goes there. I just want her to come back safe, okay? Nothing's wrong with that. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going to my future-mum-in-law's house for the past couple of weeks...and I just realised something. She feeds me well. I mean, really REALLY well. Like my mom. This is bad. Wana know why? My mom cooks well + My future mum-in-law cooks well + My future husband cooks well = A very fat Menaka in ten years... ARGHHHH! Must.exercise.Must.lose.weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one of my closest grandmoms (a relative grandmom la) passed away. It was a reli sad thing la coz she's reli reli sweet. Always smiling to receive us no matter how late we disturb her at her house. She looked so healthy the last time I saw her, early this year. Then, in May, we received news that she was in ICU coz apparently one of her brain cappilary had burst due to high blood pressure and they had to extract the skull from that portion of the brain to be installed back later. Her body bloated up so much that her face looked like that of an old Chinese lady. I managed to see her only once in the ICU and no more coz I had been too busy with the exams. After the exams, I found out that she had stabilised and was sent back to her home in Temerloh. Within the next two weeks, we received news that she had passed away. It was so sad. Wish I had seen her at least once more. She was a wonderful lady. Worked hard all her life. Aih.. May she rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;On the same note, MJ's death was really a big-slap on Hollywood's face. Serves them right. There may be a million more new artistes who may pop-up but show me one thats as good as him? All the time he'd been around, no one left him alone. They criticised him, they taunted him, they accused him and they ran him into exile. Here's a man who had the heart of a child but everyone treated him like he had some skin disease or something. He did so much of charity and was still doing it even in the midst of bancruptcy. I wana see who could top that. And guess what? PADAN MUKA NGKO PEREZ HILTON! SERVES YOU RIGHT ALL THE WAY! Mulut laser tak tentu hala. Now, you're damned for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. That felt better. Sorry, for those who disagree but I personally think no one deserves to be treated that way. I have yet to see evidence of these wild allegations they make against MJ. I'm not in denial but I think that a lot of people simply can't accept the fact that a black had made it that far and they have been trying all these years to throw him down. Oh, that added with a handful of money-crazy people too.. In fact, they are the ones in real denial. Damned people. May MJ's soul rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright, my shoulder's killing me.. Didn't know I was gona end on that sad and angry note at the same time. No mood dy now. Til later then.. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-7783236564056213044?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/7783236564056213044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=7783236564056213044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7783236564056213044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7783236564056213044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-month.html' title='One month'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-2009768838045288251</id><published>2009-06-20T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:30:01.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potong stim..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;(Scarily happy face)&lt;br /&gt;Hye there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      For once, I actually sat myself down in front of the computer with the sole intention of writing a blog. Siap can mandi, make myself coffee, add a bottle of water on my side and put myself in a completely relaxed position simply to write my heart out.... And guess what happens? The dumb connection suddenly goes stupid.  Yours truly had to do lotsa twisting here, turning there and configuring everywhere just to fix it. To add colour, everything single programme started hanging..God,I was just short of stomping on the dumb modem. At the end, I just had to switch it off and restart it. A little more configuring and it turned out okay.. I keep wondering how do things interfere at the nick of time when we're trying to accomplish something that we wanted so much at that exact moment.... something that would have been a breeze at any other time, when we didn't want or need it so much.. Some people say its coz of the attention we put into it.. Odd. If you ask me, the more attention you put, the smoother you get your things done. Its weird how you could easily find a pen in your bag at the times you hardly need it, but when you need it most, it dissappears. Talking about this reminds me of Alanis Morisette's song,"Ironic". One particular verse - I could never forget is where it says "Its like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife." Lol. Just weird la... Maybe our mind blocks us from finding what we need most coz of some weird mind-related reasons. After all, the mechanics of our brains ARE twisted, ya'know? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft! I'm super fed-up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&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/9185891431418349776-2009768838045288251?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/2009768838045288251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=2009768838045288251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2009768838045288251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/2009768838045288251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/06/potong-stim.html' title='Potong stim..'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-8118800538886647286</id><published>2009-03-17T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:04:39.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache motivated post...</title><content type='html'>Helooo darling peepel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lotsa stories to update you with but duno if I'm up to it right now...coz this damned DAMNED headache is close to make me go crack my skull sumwhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hufm...normal la, I've been having frequent headaches these past two years..so much so that I have one almost every day.. Aih..getting fed-up of it.. And yes, I know I shud get it checked...EVERYONE tells me so. But right..that day right, Spice said..."You better go get your head checked..". I turned at him, staring in disbelief and said "WHAT? "...*snigger*snigger*... I tot he was like kindda indicating I'm sewel or sumtin la..lols. Ah..nuts la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, its approximately two moths before the exam.. And I'm far from completing all my stuffs..notes, questions, exercises, etc... geez..guess Inter was amillion times better. Hmm...well, just need to keep going on and doin mah' best huh? Lol...maximum lalok dy now... Asking and answering my own questions...way to go Menaka!! Tsk!2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my cheque last month, the first thing I did was get a new phone..... Finally....I can use a phone that functions as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"normal"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; phones do. God, it was sooo damn hard using that previous one. For some reason, only his messages had problems arriving. It even gets separated to a few different bits..So much so that at times, the first part of one message and the third part of another message combines and leaves me dumbfounded... It got really bad when we couldn't call each other nemore.. I keep tellin him, our our phones hate each other (*chuckle*)... So guess what he did when I got the new phone? Well..he so called made them to "friend-friend" by sending a hello message to each other. Next, he sent a four page long message of that "You're my cuppy-cake, gummy-blob, pumpy-umpy-umpkin..." song to make sure it comes in one piece.. Lol.. so damn loved it.. The last time he sent it, lets just say it didn't arrive in English.. =D&lt;br /&gt;Its actually an E63 Nokia..which I got for a rather good deal.. the best part is that I went there vowing not to buy it coz the keypad looks so complicated and I wanted a PDA phone, even if it didn't have a keypad. Ironically, I ended-up buying that same exact phone, kinda slightly disliking PDA phones now, mastering the keypads and gloating EVERY SINGLE TIME my friends go nuts over it coz they think its a Blackberry..in RED!! Lol.. thats right, its Ruby Red and it looks exactly like a Blackberry and EVERYONE now wants one... Ngee! Its kindda fun coz its not always people go crazy with me for my gadgets... Huahuahua! Hidup Menaka Canggih! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Aites people, guess I gota go back to my books now.. will update later..&lt;br /&gt;G'byes.&lt;br /&gt;Mwaxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="postoptions" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;div id="postDateTimeMsgDiv" style="display: none;"&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/9185891431418349776-8118800538886647286?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/8118800538886647286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=8118800538886647286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8118800538886647286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8118800538886647286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/03/headache-motivated-post.html' title='Headache motivated post...'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-8737229592520997927</id><published>2009-02-13T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:26:30.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey yawl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been indeed been eons since I've last blogged.. and yes, yes, I know I use this line everytime I blog..*blush*..Sorry la...I'm just too tired to do it most of the time....and thats about how far my excuse goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, for now, that problem that wouldn't be so apparent as I've just quit my job. God, do I have one big hunk-a-chunk of bit of story to tell there. But I won't tell it now....it'd be too spiteful...let the fire calm down first la..probably in a months time. Then, I shall please yawl with my tales.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, revisions would be starting in three weeks, the mock exams are in two. Been working my butt off since Monday trying to complete all the study charts that I need to complete before my revisions start. Honestly feel like I'm drowning at some points. Today, I kinda felt brain-dead at a point. Revisions just make me break into cold sweats at times. The need to do exceptionally well keeps flashing in my mind. This year, our marks would be accumulated into our degree... That itself keeps me restless at nights. I know its normal, but I totally hate these periods where I have to burn the midnight oil to score. Consistency in studying would have totally avoided all these, but these hecticness in working totally diallowed me from doing my normal revisions. However, I am grateful that I have a chance to do it now. Although rushed, its still kinda early compared to only getting the chance to do it during revisions. My initial plan was to quit my job during revisions. That would have killed me with the pressure. And now, after looking at the amount of things I need to cover...Oh boy, AM I grateful that I started early! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurm...to think of it..here I am yakking away about how hard things are for me when I have friends in the full-ime who juggle just as much stuffs, and still do exceptionally well. Although its not much to do with the working life, the pressure may measure up to about just the same. So, the "soalan cepumas" would be...if they can do it, why can't I? I know...coz I'm lazy... Geez, I'm happily telling the world how lazy I am...look at me la...Jesus. Kay kay...must change...must work harder! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, things are finally starting to look brighter than it did a couple of month ago in the other areas of my life. Having found myself in an unexpected relationship towards the end of last year, I suddenly had so many parties to satistfy, so many things to do, so much things left uncompleted and hardly any time left for myself at the end of the day. It took quite some time to get adjusted to. But now things are okay. I guess the fact that there will be a lot of "accidents" and confusion at the initial point of your relationship is unevitable, especially when your family is one of those close-knit types. The key to this is as it is to everything else...perseverance...and determination to make the best of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing that does keep surfacing itself in my thoughts this year was the fact that in the pursuit of doing the best and maximizing each second I get to study and do well, again and again I'm reminded that the number of friends that I make effort to keep in touch with keep decreasing. Having at some point just too tired to reply a response to the constant hello's and hye's from them, I would eventually forget..giving them the wrong impression that I'm altogether getting too busy to actually care. I admit, its not something I'm too proud about..and it is indeed something thats taking toll in the numebr of good friends that I have remaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, good friends are very very very hard to find these days..no matter what, do make an effort to keep them...it doesn't take too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, thats about it for this time. The next blog would be in the nearest time period.&lt;br /&gt;Til then, take care!&lt;br /&gt;XoxoxoxO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-8737229592520997927?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/8737229592520997927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=8737229592520997927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8737229592520997927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8737229592520997927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-people.html' title='Hey yawl!'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-1331885496252514775</id><published>2008-12-05T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:26:18.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hullo...&lt;br /&gt;Today's my bday. I'm supposedly to be on leave enjoying the day in Genting wit Spice and my sis but instead I'm not only working...I'm missing my class, woke up with a yucky mood and have a swelling on my right eye the size of a fist ( a cat's fist la.. think I'm kelentong'ing ah?) ..Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;Its not all bad la...Mom specially took leave today to cook up a feast for me and we'll have a celebration later at home with people who matter most to me.. =) The only thing bugging me actually is the fact that I have to miss class for not only today, but the whole set of lectures for Sunday as well. EVERYONE knows how much I hate missing lectures. I'd be damned if someone didn't. ;P Seriously la, in the fit of anger and annoyance I have now, I could just run around and literally burn down everything that I see... I reli really REALLY HATE missing classes! Aih... just can't get my head wrapped around the idea of me missing even a single class la...And now I'm literally missing five crucial one..it doesn't help that I'm barely able to go to my tuts. &amp;amp;*^%#$@!!? Pfft! Gota stop la...or this is gona be another one of those kutuk'ing-campaign blogs...*breathe Menaka...breathe*&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be happy today and hence you see the blog I posted earlier...sweet no? I'm just really into these stuffs la..sunshine, happiness, bling***2, falling stars, flowers (tulips!), butterflies, ladybirds...the works la..I'm not one of those creepy ever-happy kindda person la..but I do have a sunny nature, when I don't have a dark cloud over my head of course.. Lol.. So don't roll yer eyes wen you see it, just smile and give it a thought la...positive visualization is one of the best food for the soul la weh.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;Studies has started progressing a bit..just hope I'd be able to get in the time I've planned.. I kindda got a little timetable made-up and as usual..I'm a lil backlogged..Just hoping I'll be back on track by the end of December..&lt;br /&gt;Spice and me unceremoniously went to shop for my birthday present yesterday.. Mom kindda asked me directly what I wanted as a gift this year. When I told her I wanted a watch, she planned to shop for it with me. She was kindda busy and unwell to top it off, so me and Spice had to go buy it. It was unceremonious coz it wasn't a suprise but nevertheless, I loved the watch coz we practically went through all the watch shops in MV b4 gttg it. Puas hati ma...!&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days when I was a kid and always had birthday parties.. I never had to plan anything, I get to be the Princess of the day and be bossy (I always am anyway..;p) and I get LOADS of presents!!! Haih, wait la wait la...wen I grad..I'll celebrate it at ONE GO! To even compensate for the non-birthday-bashed 21st birthday... Tunggu.......!&lt;br /&gt;My eye is swollen...reli RELI BIG... So I'm wearing my sunnies today... Since I'm never have worn it to col before, OH BOY!... The amount of question I've had been answering all day...wearing my sunnies WITHIN the building reli reli doesn't help. Buts....its better right than having yawl look at my ugly icky swollen eyelid thats so reddened that if you stare at it, yours wud start hurting too.. See, I'm gooood... I dowan yawl to get infected...but yawl so mean, all bully me..ish ish ish... ;p&lt;br /&gt;One of the juniors asked me to be his date for the Student Ball next year.. I was pretty taken aback. But the whole inviting mode was screaming blasphemy (it was wrong la, I mean..).&lt;br /&gt;One : He asked SOMEONE ELSE to ask for him... To me, its a big no no coz I don't&lt;br /&gt;appreciate guys who've got no guts to ask a girl out.&lt;br /&gt;Two : He's a junior. I've gt this thing abt dating younger guys than me. If I do accept, I'm gona&lt;br /&gt;end up treating him like a baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;Three : I don't know who this guy is... Dating a stranger albeit from the same college is&lt;br /&gt;dangerous dontcha think? All I know is that he's Chinese... ???&lt;br /&gt;Four : etc, etc, etc...the list cud go on and on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I thought all this mysterious stranger thingy ended in high skool..... blur me...blur me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la, my eyes are gttg sore... Torture ya later wit mo of my stories... til then...&lt;br /&gt;Muahhs...&lt;br /&gt;Menaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-1331885496252514775?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/1331885496252514775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=1331885496252514775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1331885496252514775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/1331885496252514775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2008/12/hullo.html' title=''/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-5781037269949324101</id><published>2008-12-04T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T00:10:22.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one just feels right for this year... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Catch a Falling Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Never let it fade away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For love may come an' tap you on the shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Some star-less night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Just in case you feel you wanna’ hold her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Never let it fade away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For love may come and tap you on the shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Some star-less night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;An’ just in case you feel you wanta’ hold her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ll have a pocketful of starlight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;( . . . pocketful of starlight! ) [ hum in time ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Never let it fade away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Catch a falling star an' put it in your pocket,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For when your troubles startn’ multiplyin’,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An' they just might!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s easy to forget them without tryin’,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;With just a pocketful of starlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never let it fade away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Catch a falling star an’ put it in your pocket,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Save it for a rainy day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-5781037269949324101?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/5781037269949324101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=5781037269949324101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5781037269949324101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/5781037269949324101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-post.html' title='Birthday post.'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-6762151899743598375</id><published>2008-11-23T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:22:23.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Very Long Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Hyes..&lt;br /&gt;I've got this kegeraman maksima thingy about people standing right in front of the lift doors wen ur coming out.. I mean, hello.. if we can't come out, you pun tak boleh masuk, tau tak? Just coz you're rushing, don't la stand depan-depan pintu lift the moment u hear the sound *ting*. Damn kesian woo people who wana come out..haf to push-push you mangkuk-mangkuk sekalian just to utilize their *right of way* to come out dulu..sumo2 wit those yang clausthrophobic (fear of confined spaces....who btw are just waiting to burst outa that tiny kotak besi....)and chiractophobic (fear of being touched la!) ...damn kesian..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is a lil boring.. I'm kindda fasting today..since one of my temporary hobby is makan'ing...and I do it to the point one of the seven original sin jumps in joy (gluttony la!).. Its becoming reli exhausting. Now as usual, I can't help imagining all the food I can bukak pose with.. so not sopan right? Lol.. Normal la... Its Menaka.&lt;br /&gt;Haih...I'm hyperventilating right now thinking of how much of chapters I need to cover b4 December to prevent me from panicking and having a major meltdown by March. Although Spice keeps convincing me that its extremely do'able...I biasa la, always the panic-kaki.. Small time stuffs like telling my doctor of my ailment oso can make me have cold feet at times. Its weird la coz I can like don't give a crap about a big guy and give him a piece of my mind if he pisses me off..in the sense of infringing my rights la.. Like once wen mom was still adjusting her car to park, and this person shows the BIG FAT IGNORANT face as if tak sedar my mom gona park, swerves by her and terus like stupid potong masuk...nasib baik tak eksiden BODO! I honked la mom's horn like 3-4 times...He turns his head like Exorcist 180 degrees to look.. when he nampak we're both ladies..he signs mom to park at the side... to settle la kononnya...Ingat kitorang takut ke? As soon as mom parked, I terus turun ask him what was his prob..he straight moves forward like wana hit me... I pun apa lagi..advance la forward wana jump on that bangang and bite his head off... tau-tau the mamat pun reverse and cabut...dahlah bodo, pengecut pulak...the thing that pisses me off more than stupid is cowardice..&lt;br /&gt;Ish..sorry for the long negative bit...just reminiscing a lil of what happened in Quantan... Sowwee..&lt;br /&gt;Back to my stody, so..before January, I gota make sure I finish all da chapters..kalau tak, like last year... So so so the very gabra until like wana nangis all nite...nasib baik my trustworthy study group was there..especially Spice (= .. if not, nangis aku... All study and no application would haf spelt the failure of Inter for Menaka... CHOY!..*touches wood*&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, Saturday and Sunday..my mom and sister were at Cameron... I had to stay coz of work and class. It was some church programme my sister was involved in. And mom went coz she had to be one of the chaperone... sweet betol mak aku nie...can take cuti go help the church programme all although she's packed with so much work... (= I always worry that someday she'll leave me to go do her Missionary in India when she retires...she always talks about it.. I can't even imagine it.. I always thought mom's gona be with me forever til she has to "go"...I always thought that if the guy I love refuses this, then I won't marry him... which now is not the prob coz Spice and me already decided that mom and sis are gona stay with us once we get hitched..but..if mom is the one who wants to go, WHERE CAN??? Kenot kenot. Ma, UR STAYIN! Not negotiable! Huh.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, I dah ter'divert lagi..where was I...Mom and Sis went Cameron kan?.. well, they just got back yesterday and I didn't get to chat with them coz the moment I got back smalam (which was reli late btw)..I kindda started yapping unrelated stuffs which reli gt mom pissed off coz I sounded so consumed wit unnecessary things. The thing is, she kindda came back to a seriously messy house...when she was already tired driving all the way after taking care of God knows how many kids in Cameron. I can't blame her la... she lashed out on me til I was in my room. Then she was scolding for another good half an hour before she stopped (or I slept)..whichever came first. But it reli hurt la... but its not actually her words that hurt me.. I realised that it was actually me being frustrated with my circumstances...having to work and study at the same time..and now having probs with my PTPTN thanks to some &lt;strong&gt;?!&amp;amp;#%&amp;amp;* &lt;/strong&gt;who can't do their work properly.. I wonder if they're ever gone through 10% of what I'm going through in my life...&lt;br /&gt;Although mom prefers if I don't work, I know its gona be psycho for her to try to make ends meet..alone. Pfft... I'm not gona turn this blog into a soppy one.. Lets drop that talk la..&lt;br /&gt;Aih..commercial break lagi...where was I?...Ah yes...Anyway, after all that "kame-hame-ha" power (Dragon Ball la siot!) from mom.. This morn she told me that she bought me roses, stawberries, baby cherries, daisies and fresh cauliflowers from Cameron...I lurve... =P&lt;br /&gt;For Spice's mommy (she's vege), mom bought some vege and yellow roses... Lol. Didn't get to see what colour MY roses are..mom kata &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;...Best!2&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today...around 11 like that..I decided to be the caring sister and call my sister up to ask what's she doing...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whatchu duin la?&lt;br /&gt;She says: Sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Watchu wana do later?&lt;br /&gt;She says : Wana sleep&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wen u wana wake up?&lt;br /&gt;She says: Duno la....dun kacau! Tired la..."&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;So much for trying to be the caring sister...&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Neway, while Mom and sis were in Cameron.. I on the other hand was busy working, studying, attending classes and playing squash. After squash, Spice and I discussed the stuffs we studied in class yesterday.. Thats when I got my semi-panic-attack.. on the amount of stuffs we needed to cover on each subject... In class earlier yesterday, the fact that Mr. Gerard reminded us that we were already going into December..helped to freak me out even more. Seriously la, part-time studying law while working is so so so frustrating...always...Always...ALWAYS don't have enough time... and.....the best part is that...I HAVEN'T STARTED ON ANY OF MY NOTES!!! Huargh... So sked..so sked.. Have to really get started this week...no mo play2 woo...&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Spice, you have every discretion to bully me with my sister if you see me slacking off. Eh...you do that all the time anyway kan?...K k...change the discretion.. you can... print this blog out and stick it to my forehead if you see me slacking off... Okeh? So if yawl see a piece of paper sticking to my forehead, you'll know why la...lol.&lt;br /&gt;After all day of lectures yesterday, added with all those squash and discussions.. I managed to watch &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;50 First Dates&lt;/span&gt; for the first time with Spice smalam.. Geez, it was sweeeeeeeeet..... :) Adam Sandler was already so sweet to Drew Barrymore.. Drew Barrymore oso was naturally extreme sweet.. Watching it with Spice made it sweetness ultimatum... =P Dowana comment many2 la. The conclusion is that it was just so sweeeeeeeet. *face all smiling together with the mouth thats already reaching the ears*....Hmm.. Best kan when you treat yourself with rewards like this (an hour and a half of completely laid-back movie-viewing) after hard-core studying? Can't wait to watch nuther chic-flick with Spice ;P&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after lunch, I came into class for the final two lectures...and all three Becks, Jenoah and Sharon were staring at my face... Then Becks asks me "Menaka, did you cry?" I was like "No. Why?" coz I had came into class giggling.. Becks replied "No, you look like you just cried." And the other two went "Ya! Ya!"... O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Guess the sun made my face smear...???..Aku mana ada pakai mekap?&lt;br /&gt;Owh...before lunch, Ms. Chiu Wan came in for Land... she used me as an example and pronounced my name as she always does...the Chinese way.."May-na-ka". After class ended.. Jen asks me: Heys, did Ms Yap called you Menaka?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea..&lt;br /&gt;Jen: And your name is Menaka?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea...&lt;br /&gt;Jen: So why did she call you Menaka when your name is Menaka?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody: o_O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;*I completely understood wat Jen meant but the others were looking at her like o_O (gt background music all)* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Lol. The thing is.. No one ever gets my name right. Ms. Yap calls me May-Na-Ka (like Japanese) and Jen calls me Mae-Ne-Ca... Normally, the Chinese call me like Ms. Yap does and the Malays call me Mi-Na-Ka while the Indians call me Mae-Ne-Gha... Then there are the exceptions like Jen who speaks like an American and Eric who's part Chinese part Caucasian.. he damn best..terus calls me Miee-Ner-Gaa. Wahahahaha! The dynamism of nama aku...so versatile sampai anyone can say it anyway they want..and people still can paham. There was once though that this weirdo called me Mr. Manika... Ish!...Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;Jen has this infectious giggle. Man, I tell ya...if she starts that high-pitched giggling of hers..everyone will follow suit.. And me, I'll be the loudest la. Dahlah at a normal rate oso I laugh like wana pecah dunia..added with her hillarious giggling...I'll just end up rolling on the floor la..Seriously, everyone thought we were stoned at the charity dinner coz she got high by sugar and I got high by giggling to her giggling. lol. Yesterday, all of a sudden, she started talking bout this cat tag in Spice's Facebook. Lol. He posted that like a month ago...we were like clueless wen she first mentioned it..Then we just burst out laughing..&lt;br /&gt;Nice girl btw. Knew her at the dinner(although she's been in my class!) and claims that I spoke to her last year... No recollection of it. Ish. Mein dah tua!&lt;br /&gt;During the mad rush from the Commercial class to the Land Law class, I told Uncle Maharaja (a part-time classmate who looks like the Chinese Emperor) that if we rushed like this every Sunday down the stairs, we could lose two kg's a month.. lol.. And everyone went in unison "True! True!".. lolll.&lt;br /&gt;Dahlah, my tummy is disco-dancing again. And my back is killin' me. Will blog later. Muahssesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dutchess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-6762151899743598375?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/6762151899743598375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=6762151899743598375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6762151899743598375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/6762151899743598375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-long-blog.html' title='Very Long Blog'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-7639720412721874111</id><published>2008-11-14T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:08:03.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Grown Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SR5ybme_sKI/AAAAAAAAABY/_bOXFJxlVpw/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268774432582643874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SR5ybme_sKI/AAAAAAAAABY/_bOXFJxlVpw/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls are insecure; Women are confident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls dress trashy; Women dress classy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls are students; Women are teachers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls are listeners; Women are preachers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls makes babies; Women raise babies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls are weak; Women are strong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls fight; Women walk away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls argue; Women speak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls give in; Women compromise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls envy. Women appreciate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls give up. Women strive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls look. Women see. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls take. Women give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girls follow. Women influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christina E. Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-7639720412721874111?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/7639720412721874111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=7639720412721874111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7639720412721874111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/7639720412721874111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-grown-up.html' title='All Grown Up'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SR5ybme_sKI/AAAAAAAAABY/_bOXFJxlVpw/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9185891431418349776.post-8008118321676678957</id><published>2008-11-04T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:45:20.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumtitumtum..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRER_K2M_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rcrIeMGg5Tk/s1600-h/twodonuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265009216313949666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRER_K2M_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rcrIeMGg5Tk/s320/twodonuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pic. Knitted donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally opened a blog in blogspots... Really wondering why in the world do I manage so many blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, my previous blogs could be found here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.menaka.vox.com/"&gt;http://www.menaka.vox.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.menaka.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.menaka.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be updating here for future blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9185891431418349776-8008118321676678957?l=menakadutchess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/feeds/8008118321676678957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9185891431418349776&amp;postID=8008118321676678957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8008118321676678957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9185891431418349776/posts/default/8008118321676678957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://menakadutchess.blogspot.com/2008/11/tumtitumtum.html' title='tumtitumtum..'/><author><name>Menaka the Dutchess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08361811159098483717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRESnxC1S3I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kayek66fX34/S220/DSC00229.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SX2S0m7Guew/SRER_K2M_eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rcrIeMGg5Tk/s72-c/twodonuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
