<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 08:23:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Reminisce</title><description></description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4461823374824323038</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 07:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T00:23:08.330-08:00</atom:updated><title>Thought of the day?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had this whole idea of what i was gonna post right here, but I think it kinda faded away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lemme try and remember now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something about me having the ability to seeing two sides of things. (Okay, now that I've got the ball rolling.. ) I tend to see pros and cons to things. Like, if there's two choices, I'd see the good and the bad for both. I think  that's what makes me an indecisive person sometimes. I see both paths, both viewpoints, both things as worthwhile no matter what choice I make. There's always something that will come out of either one, something I could learn, something I can see in it. My optimism may be my strength, but it could be my weakness as well. It could leave me neutral, without a strong sense of opinion, sitting on the fence as I consider two sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I surprised myself the other day. I made a decision. Okay, we make decisions everyday, but.. Well, this involved a degree course. I decided to take it. I chose to. After hovering and pondering for about less than a week, I just.. I just knew. (Credits to God for guidance and my family for advice. And the counsellor too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's weird. I was literally struck by FEAR when I suddenly realized that I had that option, besides the one I was already considering. Now I'm choosing the one that I was afraid of doing. Ha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, that's about it I think. My string of thought for the day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart is torn between two,&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, what do I do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4461823374824323038?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/thought-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4058284655142325605</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 05:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T01:24:16.814-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hopefully</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I look forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unexpectedly hearing neighbours singing Christmas carols when I'm outside my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking to my long-time-never-talked-to-or-hung-out-with friends (which reminds me, I have a phone call to make)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Driving all by myself (I only did so once, so far)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas (Jesus' brithday! =) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YouTube-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sleeping in/Waking up late (same thing, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movies!! (I haven't watched New Moon. Then there's Jump, Storm Warriors.. what else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching TV without feeling pangs of guilt afterward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um.. holidays? Oh yeah holidays! That would give me ample time(hopefully) to achieve all of the above (and more maybe?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Study time. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4058284655142325605?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/hopefully.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-1023719492448228747</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T08:22:02.683-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>YouTube</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pomplamoose</category><title>Pomplamoose</title><description>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNpwBpZUrzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNpwBpZUrzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-1023719492448228747?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/pomplamoose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-3198216398466456261</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T08:16:41.903-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>the arrival</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>our school's e.t.</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>books</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>korean film festival</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>departures</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>have to watch/read!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some movies I've watched and recommend to watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Departures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Japanese movie) - Won Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film. It's about a guy who was a cellist, at least until his orchestra disbanded. Then he moved back hometown with his wife to find another job and he finds an advertisement for a job titled "Departures". He thought it was a travel agency, but it's actually a casketing/encoffinment agency. He has to help preprare people who has "departed". Touching movie because he meets different people who come to pay their last respects and learns the art of casketing, which is considered a "dirty" job by some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our School's E.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Korean movie) - Korea Film Festival is on at Midvalley's GSC. It's &lt;strong&gt;free!&lt;/strong&gt; The tickets I mean. Go watch go watch! The other Korean movies are probably good too. ;) This one is about a gym teacher who could lose his job because the school has to cut down on gym class time to make way for English and other subjects. Since he loves the students and teaching, he takes up the challenge of becoming an English teacher. He becomes known as the school's E.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Both movies are super touching and have a great story to tell! There's funny parts too. Gosh I hope I get to find more movies like these. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I found a beautiful graphic book. It's called 'The Arrival' by Shaun Tan. It's all drawings and pictures and no words, but you can "read" the story just by looking at the pictures. Awesome... xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-3198216398466456261?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-to-watchread.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-5618531941544038705</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T22:23:20.315-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>words</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>God</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>challenges</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>encouragement</category><title>My Steps for Stepping out of It</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;POEM: My Steps for Stepping Out of It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by me, Wei Lyn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if I try&lt;br /&gt;To find a remedy&lt;br /&gt;To zap the things that make me cry&lt;br /&gt;and heal, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, would it work?&lt;br /&gt;No harm trying, right?&lt;br /&gt;Or would I go berserk&lt;br /&gt;And let the hurt bite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I'd play&lt;br /&gt;An instrument I own&lt;br /&gt;My fingers would dance as I lay&lt;br /&gt;My hands, my heart, on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done with step one&lt;br /&gt;And my heart still hurts,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd share it with someone&lt;br /&gt;My story told in spurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm still unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;I'd try a Happy Meal.&lt;br /&gt;If it is sunny,&lt;br /&gt;I'd jog up and down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take a nap&lt;br /&gt;To try to unwind&lt;br /&gt;Have a dream or two, so that&lt;br /&gt;I can clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could take a pencil&lt;br /&gt;And sketch something from scratch&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I scribble&lt;br /&gt;My heart would then be patched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything I try,&lt;br /&gt;Comes to no avail,&lt;br /&gt;I might just start to cry&lt;br /&gt;It makes me better, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When desperation calls,&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn to Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;I'd pray that, since He knows it all&lt;br /&gt;I'll let Him be my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To understand what's going on&lt;br /&gt;The pain that is inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it to the Son&lt;br /&gt;The pain, disappointment and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly He listens, as&lt;br /&gt;Silently, I pray&lt;br /&gt;Then I hope for the best-&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow becomes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any of it work?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just depends&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could try it first&lt;br /&gt;And see the outcome in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Inspired by a poem *hint&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aveena&lt;/span&gt;hint* and a question. =P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-5618531941544038705?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-steps-for-stepping-out-of-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-5258370078837848451</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T10:14:04.828-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>YouTube</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>words</category><title>deceived (almost!)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;8.40pm --&gt; Computer's clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;correct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time --&gt; 10 minutes to midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;=.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For a moment, I seriously thought it was 8-something. Hahah. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Aveena's poem so cool. I wanna write a poem too! *inspired*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Which reminds me.. Lately, I've been watching a lot of videos on YouTube.. or you could say I was YouTubing a lot. Same thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I try to look for original songs. Some are really cool, some are okay. =)  ..but it's always nice to see other people's work and see what they come up with and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OH, I look out for animation videos too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thought I'd share some. Here is juliapot's My First Crush. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY4Epc2XSGc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-5258370078837848451?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/deceived.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-751981034212847919</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T09:35:44.005-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>project runway</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>perhaps love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>i'm a cyborg but that's ok</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>final fantasy x</category><title>in a dream</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SsTY2OJoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eqPd6PYULV4/s1600-h/mermaidblue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SsTY2OJoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eqPd6PYULV4/s200/mermaidblue.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387669480264968178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mermaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Last time, I used to swim underwater pretending that I was a mermaid in the middle of the ocean. =P I felt like that again swimming in Kuantan. Forgot how fun swimming can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;watched:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a Cyborg, but That's OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cute and weird and nicely-filmed Korean movie with Rain acting. No wonder he looked familiar. Cool special effects. I like the soundtrack. &lt;em&gt;Gah&lt;/em&gt; I like the movie,it's so unique xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Perhaps Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chinese romantic movie musical. Artistic filming. Musical &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project Runway Finals&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;..the one with Christian as the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;recently played:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Final Fantasy X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Riight, I think that's all. xD   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-751981034212847919?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-dream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SsTY2OJoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eqPd6PYULV4/s72-c/mermaidblue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4220049386739504763</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 11:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T03:50:06.167-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hearing</category><title>lost and gonna be found</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sq0bqev2L8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/3De-yvhbcwU/s1600-h/P1110508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sq0bqev2L8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/3De-yvhbcwU/s200/P1110508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380987546399813570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You know the feeling you get when you're groping about in the dark? Imagine you're in a big, HUGE place, completely pitch-black darkness and you reach out and try to feel something, anything, trying to grab onto anything but there's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Or the feeling you get when you try to catch air in your hands? [This one must be on land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, in water you can trap bubbles in the palm of your hand, palms facing downward. I tried. =P]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel like that when it comes to my left ear. [It's hearing-impaired, but I can't really hear much so it's kinda almost a deaf ear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;] It's something I can't grasp with my hands, this hearing.. thingy. I can't CATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; 'hearing' and put it back in place. This thing is out of my hands. I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; to have this hearing-impairedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I sometimes use it[hearing thingy] as an excuse for myself [which is a bad thing heheh]. Like when I don't know how to join in a conversation without being too random, or outta-the-blue. Or when I dunno how to say that I can't really make out what the person's saying without being annoying/rudely interrupting/making it seem like I wasn't really listening in the first place. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But it's all good. 'cause I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; there's something behind this. There's a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biiig&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plan, that something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; like my hearing problem will be useful. =) I just don't know what it is yet. Or maybe the plan is already in motion..? I guess.. maybe I'll know what it is &lt;em&gt;later&lt;/em&gt;. Heheh. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4220049386739504763?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-and-gonna-be-found.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sq0bqev2L8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/3De-yvhbcwU/s72-c/P1110508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-479085792855588452</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 09:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T02:47:42.354-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bookfest malaysia</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>books</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>up</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>comic</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>holiday</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Why do I have the feeling that things will not be easy after this? It's like a warning telling me to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; ready for something big, or difficult. It's making me wanna just.. I dunno, like work harder while it's not so bad or something. =/&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comic books! &lt;/span&gt;I see them everywhere in my room. xD Just the way I like it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh Bookfest@Malaysia just finished yesterday!  All the books and stuff.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SpzoFMSL0aI/AAAAAAAAADg/tO721Cq0jJA/s1600-h/P1120299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SpzoFMSL0aI/AAAAAAAAADg/tO721Cq0jJA/s200/P1120299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376427231068017058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Spzo77fTYwI/AAAAAAAAADw/nxlmyxzqhiA/s1600-h/books.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Spzo77fTYwI/AAAAAAAAADw/nxlmyxzqhiA/s200/books.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376428171452441346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My idea of a shopping spree. LOL. Kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Watched 'Up' with lifegroup from church. Movie's niice =P The funny parts are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;reaally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; funny, you have to see it to laugh at it. Sad parts are sad too. Graphics! xD Nice day with nice people. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-479085792855588452?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/holiday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/SpzoFMSL0aI/AAAAAAAAADg/tO721Cq0jJA/s72-c/P1120299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4279655453651309483</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T02:41:49.058-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>grave of the fireflies</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>watchmen</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>comic</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>grave of the fireflies and watchmen</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Watched 'Grave of the Fireflies'. It's happy and sad and disturbing and touching all at once. It's about war &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, so it shouldn't be surprising to see bodies here and there, mutated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;or not. But still. x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:rvMQxCrujDEZ6M:http://pixhost.eu/avaxhome/avaxhome/2007-07-03/Grave_of_the_Fireflies_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 164px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:rvMQxCrujDEZ6M:http://pixhost.eu/avaxhome/avaxhome/2007-07-03/Grave_of_the_Fireflies_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's about a young boy and his baby sister who try to survive the war together, with each other only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;When they're happy you feel happy, and when they're sad you'll feel sad, too. It's that kinda movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Gah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I cried. ='( It's kinda sad so if you don't like sad movies don't watch, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; happy parts of the movie are just so... happy! Makes you treasure the good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And 'Watchmen'!! I wanna watch again. Nice, complicated story, got twist near end. In the end hard to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; say who's right and who's wrong. =/ which is good! makes us think LOL.. maybe I'll try and find the comic book, see if it's as nice. Hopefully not expensive. =P but then, usually, good ones are expensive. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the comic book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXiMaXoamg/SbhlBKVaO4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/2S_7nVriNMI/s400/watchmen+comic+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXiMaXoamg/SbhlBKVaO4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/2S_7nVriNMI/s400/watchmen+comic+cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://usjamerica.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 405px;" src="http://usjamerica.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/watchmen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4279655453651309483?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/grave-of-fireflies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kfXiMaXoamg/SbhlBKVaO4I/AAAAAAAAA0I/2S_7nVriNMI/s72-c/watchmen+comic+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-6202811851769294745</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-15T08:33:08.733-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><title>new look</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Revamped my blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got another layout from PYZAM, edited the music playlist and changed my profile a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Looks at blog. Feels satisfied.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will probably stick to this look for some time (..unless I see another layout I like I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kay, gonna go get a book to read or something. Can snack while reading. =P&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/527626841973125365-6202811851769294745?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-6292363683357620144</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T09:28:28.640-07:00</atom:updated><title>the island</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gakk&lt;/span&gt; I finally found the movie's name! It's called "The Island".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://web.mit.edu/ealba/www/theisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 593px;" src="http://web.mit.edu/ealba/www/theisland.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the beginning part on TV. I remember feeling very depressed watching (there was this bloody scene and all, so yeah heheh). It's about this guy in this closed facility supposedly protecting everyone from some deadly virus and they randomly get chosen to get sent to some paradise called "The Island", but turns out that (SPOILER lol..) ..that they're all clones "bred" so that they can harvest organs, give birth to babies and so on for the people who need or want them I think. I watched until the part where the guy sneaked out of the facility to see what's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; going on and he was at this hospital place.. hence the bloody and disturbing scenes =.=" From what I found on imdb.com, he and another girl character try to escape, find their "donors" and stop the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what's the ending. =/ Maybe I'll try watching again next time. Heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-6292363683357620144?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-finally-found-movies-name-its-called.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-604839079896812039</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T22:18:34.895-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>YouTube</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>lenka</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>random</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>words</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>video games</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>the show</category><title>the show</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RZZEzqiR9hs/Slja3pFzKOI/AAAAAAAAG4U/JMBVBpmto5o/s400/Lenka+-+Lenka+2008+(Full+Album).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RZZEzqiR9hs/Slja3pFzKOI/AAAAAAAAG4U/JMBVBpmto5o/s400/Lenka+-+Lenka+2008+(Full+Album).jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post a video of Lenka's The Show, but can't sign in to YouTube at the moment. =( Listen if you can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lyrics: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_-qbbCsAeM&lt;br /&gt;Music video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EC76b0VZQog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics supposed to have a deeper meaning to it. I think. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video games! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, being random. =P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-604839079896812039?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RZZEzqiR9hs/Slja3pFzKOI/AAAAAAAAG4U/JMBVBpmto5o/s72-c/Lenka+-+Lenka+2008+(Full+Album).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-3047915157111841996</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 09:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T22:19:05.081-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>YouTube</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>touch</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>animals</category><title>touching</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-3047915157111841996?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/touching.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-381512248113212557</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T05:57:06.767-07:00</atom:updated><title>of headers and heights</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's weird how some of the best things in life seem to happen by accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Like my blog header! =P I didn't exactly intend to take the photo that way, but it turned out to make what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;is a nice blog header. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh ya, that photo was taken in a camp I went last weekend. =D So fun and exciting!! xD Nomad Earth Camp activities are cool! Like caving, pinnacle high ropes(which is inclusive of Flying Fox) and white water rafting[which we didn't get to do because of the dangerous water level as a result of rain =(]. You should try it if you have the chance. Learn to conquer your fears.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Right, need to get back to my research paper. It's due soon. REAL SOON. o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-381512248113212557?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-headers-and-heights.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-3303000649114338141</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 14:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-01T08:06:50.928-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>animals</category><title>other than death</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I looked at my dog. She's got that white colour fur near her mouth and nose. A sign she's old already. =/ (something I learnt from Marley and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;heheh.) She's a black dog, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;=.=" Wanted to type something about death and how it comes to everyone sooner or later and stuff, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;dunno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;how to put it in words. You just get that feeling when you think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Never mind. Anyway, yup, I did watch the movie Marley and Me. I was kinda crying at the end.. the ending's sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;if you like dogs. Marley.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AND...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I watched Transformers! (the new one: Revenge of The Fallen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;! 2-hours-and-a-half long movie and fun all the way! =D For me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Will post a blog post again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-3303000649114338141?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/other-than-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-3380437988256329396</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-18T06:03:36.154-07:00</atom:updated><title>hi.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sjo7Fq71MvI/AAAAAAAAACw/zHWIcHc3JBo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sjo7Fq71MvI/AAAAAAAAACw/zHWIcHc3JBo/s200/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348652476066509554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-terms just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some studying to do. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-3380437988256329396?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-terms-just-around-corner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NDoVKesUDBw/Sjo7Fq71MvI/AAAAAAAAACw/zHWIcHc3JBo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-2668755131996006236</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T08:19:35.627-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>rule the world</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;heard this song while out eating dinner. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(piano!! yay hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;had to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;listen hard to the lyrics, then search for the song on Google. it's what i usually do when i hear a new song that i like. turns out its 'Rule the World' by Take That. =D i put it in on my playlist edi, so u can hear it, see what it's like.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, movie review!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;My Neighbour Totoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;!! You have to hear it - oops, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watch &lt;/span&gt;it I mean - in it's original Japanese audio, 'cause one o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;f the reasons i liked it was the laughing and screaming(as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;screaming in delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; lol.. maybe "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;squealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" is a better word) of Mei's little sister.and the innocence and all.. you have to watch it to know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about Mei and her sister who move to a new home with their dad. their mum's in hospital in a nearby town recovering from a sickness. they meet Totoro, who has magical powers and takes care of the land and stuff, and whose home happens to be somewhere at the bottom of their garden(their new home's at the countryside, so lots of trees and fields and everything. very calm and peaceful setting). it's really cute ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie made me feel light-hearted and happy and smiley after watching. the two girls &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;, so optimistic and cheerful and cheeky. hahah.. movies from studio ghibli usually nice artwork and animation and all(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and original stories too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;. including this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for this post =)&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/527626841973125365-2668755131996006236?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/rule-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-2398832823559612431</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 11:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T04:44:22.643-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hmm.</title><description>Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion for writing has emerged again. I'm suddenly writing poems and all. I've even become one of the writers for the college newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a phase. I think I had totally stopped writing for fun for some time, except for English Lit class work last time and English essays (yes, they can be fun too! Especially the story ones.. right, Aveena? =P) and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt;(with this, I mean, once in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rare while&lt;/span&gt;) poem. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt; okay, I guess I hadn't stopped writing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, it's gotten me thinking. Who knows if I could be writing(or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;typing &lt;/span&gt;for that matter) for a living in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;wanna be an artist, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we shall have to wait and see where this path takes me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-2398832823559612431?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-5516320208528838203</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T04:53:36.797-07:00</atom:updated><title>Destiny</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By W. Wei Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;Though chatter's still a weapon&lt;br /&gt;I don't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;To the tension&lt;br /&gt;That's running through my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way that I'll say&lt;br /&gt;I'll delay my pay&lt;br /&gt;While the day may be gray&lt;br /&gt;I can pay You the praise&lt;br /&gt;The price for praise so small, not like&lt;br /&gt;The Price You paid for us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so small&lt;br /&gt;You're just too tall&lt;br /&gt;All just dust&lt;br /&gt;Trust me,&lt;br /&gt;We've lots of dust and dirt on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all to You my Friend&lt;br /&gt;Since I am a fan&lt;br /&gt;All I am I hand to You&lt;br /&gt;Future in Your hand, that's true&lt;br /&gt;In You I trust, I know it's true&lt;br /&gt;That You are truly true to me&lt;br /&gt;Now I owe You all of me&lt;br /&gt;It's due now, so I'll hurry&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, You have me&lt;br /&gt;And my faith in destiny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-5516320208528838203?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/destiny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-7397318380241073956</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T07:58:13.391-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>movie mania</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okaay, it's just weird. The way I update the "Recently.." column in my blog more often that I post new posts, I mean.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I thought, why not post about movies, or music or even books? That way my blog won't be so outdated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I Not Stupid Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tk3e-jbCQVk/SKPTist5aWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lmrX-wA6SMY/s320/i+not+stupid+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tk3e-jbCQVk/SKPTist5aWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lmrX-wA6SMY/s320/i+not+stupid+too.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is one of my favourite movies! It's about three kids, (two are brothers and the other's a friend) who have problems communicating with their parents/getting them to listen, who in turn don't understand/listen their kids. One set of parents are workaholics, who have twos sons. The oldest teen son&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (pic, left)&lt;/span&gt; never seems to be able to live up to their expectation no matter what he does, and  the youngest&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (pic, centre), &lt;/span&gt;who's also the narrator of the movie, just wants them to take some time off to watch him play the lead role in his school concert. The other parent is a single dad who doesn't know how to show his only teenage-rebel son &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(pic,right)&lt;/span&gt; that he loves him, but tries, in his sometimes rough ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all-too-familiar things we go through in secondary school (surprise spot checks, bad grades, disciplinary problems..) are included in the movie. The generation gap can be seen, too, with the parents struggling to keep up with the latest lingo (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lame&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;") that young people use nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and cried watching this, even though it's my second time. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-7397318380241073956?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-mania.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tk3e-jbCQVk/SKPTist5aWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lmrX-wA6SMY/s72-c/i+not+stupid+too.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-3345161844529167962</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 11:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T08:02:43.309-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>college</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>words</category><title>poem</title><description>It's now the second semester of college for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a new year of school. It's probably because of the new subjects we're taking this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of updating my blog, I've typed out a poem for fun. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POEM: Should I or shouldn't I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Wei Lyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I cry on your shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;I carry a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Will you make me bolder&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I take the chance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in a stance&lt;br /&gt;Before I dance&lt;br /&gt;I give one last glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I let go?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I feel low&lt;br /&gt;For I long to tow&lt;br /&gt;Bow and arrow - like so&lt;br /&gt;It was long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I?&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/527626841973125365-3345161844529167962?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-now-second-semester-of-college-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4037783501764406724</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-23T23:24:33.610-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sports</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>nature</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>animals</category><title>One fine morning</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I tasted something salty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Realizing it was my sweat, at first I thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey, I really exercised today! Perspire=Exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Then, the thoughts of air pollution, construction work, car exhaust fumes came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ptooi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I saw monkeys at the park! A whole family! There was the watchful mother(or father), and the playful little baby monkeys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;they were so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; There was a pile of thin young branches with leaves, and they were tumbling about in it, or maybe they were looking for food, but they looked cute doing whatever they were doing. Haha.. There was one swinging on the tree! I watched them from far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;, wouldn't want to anger or agitate the mommy monkey. When I first jogged past them, they gave me a shock (I didn't see them at first) - they looked like those statues at a temple, sitting on the wall. Too bad I didn't bring my camera. It was a lovely day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4037783501764406724?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-fine-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4806329314852372849</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T22:09:53.900-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tag</category><title>tagged by aveena</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1).Besides your lips , where is the favourite spot to get kissed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheek?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never thought about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2). How did you feel when you woke up this morning ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3). Who were the last people you took a photo with ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pam, Aveena, Nabila and Asfarina I think. Oh wait, my relatives. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4). Would you consider yourself spoiled ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5). Will you ever donate blood ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6). Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah kinda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7) Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. What does your last text message say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Terima kasih kerana menyertai kempen kami. Nimati RM10 Air Time PERCUMA dari DiGi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. What are you thinking right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Letting multiple songs play at one go is not exactly soothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nope, not now la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Past midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Er.. probably pasar malam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Who was the last person(s) who texted you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If DiGi counts as a person.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4806329314852372849?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged-by-aveena.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527626841973125365.post-4667278523461149922</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 09:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-23T23:25:47.887-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pandan leaves</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rhapsody in blue</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>jai ho</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>food</category><title>pandan leaves</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sitting here trying to remember how many pandan leaves I need to make jelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Seriously, I can't remember if it's 4, or 6, or 10. It should be an even number, because I remember the last time we made jelly we put in two knotted... how to say this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Groups&lt;/span&gt;? Never mind, it could very well be an odd number, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Was listening to George Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue. I like the piano parts! Now listening to Jai Ho from the movie Slumdog Millionaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Just some random stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527626841973125365-4667278523461149922?l=justscribblelyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justscribblelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/pandan-leaves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (W.Lyn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>