<?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-969320437411597025</id><updated>2012-02-05T06:53:03.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumnishere</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-27522911058561163</id><published>2011-05-23T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:23:50.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back...for a little while..</title><content type='html'>Hey hey! nice to see my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool stuff here..haha..its been more than 6 months..what has changed? lots.&lt;br /&gt;changed job. Now with a different company but same kinda job scope. I am not sure what i wanna blog about today. I guess i miss being able to speak my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i still have 1 follower!=D and maybe more cos it appears on ppl's live feed page righto? yeah righto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes its so annoying to be reading people's blog that has absolutely no content. Only ramblings of random stuff and current emotional state. Sigh. That's what i feel like doing now. But I will not do it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-27522911058561163?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/27522911058561163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=27522911058561163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/27522911058561163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/27522911058561163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-backfor-little-while.html' title='i am back...for a little while..'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-4905442039210390217</id><published>2010-09-05T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:44:13.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night...and choice...</title><content type='html'>haven't been blogging for ages now...just felt like blogging cos i feel like writing.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..my screen is giving me so much problem. my office server is under maintenance now so i can't do any updating work, it takes heaps of time to load photos on FB..my office desk is in a mess, i got tons of work undone, broken promises here and there, feelings of emoness threatening to burst my carefully guarded happy bubbles..i wish we could talk like friends again, i wish i didn't have to ask for much assurance, i wish i was shorter, taller, skinnier, more beautiful, younger, be less sensitive, i wish everybody loves me, i wish i stayed in aus, i wish i didn't have to think about how to celebrate my birthday, i wish my parents were nicer, argue less, love more, i wish i have a Civic, a semi-D, i wish i sang better, dance cooler, teach inspiringly, play well..wow..i know i'm complaining...but this real life, real feelings, real thoughts, real or unrealistic expectations...but this is wat i face. i cannot deny that but i can...do all things through Christ who strengthens me, who leads me to paths of righteousness as i CHOOSE to trust in Him. choose to react or respond right to it.&lt;br /&gt;Without faith, it is impossible to please God, for He is a rewarder to those who diligently seeks Him. By faith, only by faith can miracles happen and mountains be removed and help will come in due time. For He has made everything beautiful in its time. &lt;br /&gt;Before the world began, you were on His mind...&lt;br /&gt;Because of His great love, He gave His only Son and everything was done so you would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kai Ling-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-4905442039210390217?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4905442039210390217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4905442039210390217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4905442039210390217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4905442039210390217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-nightand-choice.html' title='What a night...and choice...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6181795653713851802</id><published>2010-08-07T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:44:33.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings at night...</title><content type='html'>oh oh...the word dashboard reminds me of the band called dashboard confessional..sounds like so cool right...can't even remember the title of their songs...ah!Vindicated...yes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niweis..today for Homes we learnt that the word of God is living and powerful. I remember Pr Sands shared that if the WOG is living and her body is living then we are speaking live to our body that is living..i was like..wow...true...gosh...i've been so emo lately..just lashing out at ppl and making a fool of myself!ughh...&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gotta speak life into my situation and my life. enough of pity parties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and give thanks. be content in whatever situation you are in. i guess i'm not doing enough of that, always looking for other things to satisfy myself...multitasking may be good but i don't think it does the person i'm talking to or basically just another person interacting with me any good cos they may feel unattended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah..i'm not sure what i am rambling about. I just enjoy telling the details of a story. And just keep on typing nonstop. I want to go overseas to work. I wanna change job. I wanna go skiing. I wanna go to the beach. I wanna go Taiwan and eat Sun cake and drink bubble tea. I wanna join the Italian food cooking class. I wanna have salary increment. I wanna drive a honda city. I wanna use an iPhone. I wanna be...victorious and overcomer. I want so much. I don't have the means to get half of the above or even 3/4!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm..looks like i've finished pouring out my heart...very sleepy again. Time to oink oink...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have anything good to say...say it. Be generous with your words but not misleading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless..and good night.&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/969320437411597025-6181795653713851802?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6181795653713851802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6181795653713851802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6181795653713851802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6181795653713851802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/08/ramblings-at-night.html' title='ramblings at night...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-7227930442054753212</id><published>2010-07-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:27:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To get things off my chest...</title><content type='html'>aaaah...another colleague left today. One of my closest friend in office...known him for almost 2 years. helpful and talkative and have a mind of his own...sometimes good, sometimes not but it depends on how he wants to live his life...gave him Nine book by Pastor K and message-to-go and church bulletin..hopefully he'll visit acts SG.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh...its quite disheartening to have people close to you leave...its not a bad thing..not for them and i shouldn't stop them either..no..let God do a new thing in their lives and mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm suddenly the most senior person in my department after my managers.senior in terms of experience..i have almost 2 years while the rest about a year or less.oh wells...i got to buck up...and finish my online trainings.hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been really tired...physically and emotionally..drained..trying to make ppl happy..trying to meet their expectations..trying to stay in control of some situations...trying to get my act right...trying to do everything at 1 time...trying to rush work so that i can leave office...trying..to run..but not stopping to savour the moment..and see the blue skies and watch the sunset..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you realize that the sunset is always different...its never the same..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways..i realize that i can't take farewells well..i become emotionless...not sure how to react...cos its like...does it make any difference if i were to cry now?maybe not cry would be a better thing...less pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyo...so the morbid..talking bout pain...i'm so sleepy now...i can't stand it...good nite...YAWNNNN&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/969320437411597025-7227930442054753212?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-2455761013909428943</id><published>2010-07-21T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:54:28.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you dare to believe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before the morning by Josh Wilson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Do you wonder why you have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;feel the things that hurt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;if there's a God who loves you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;where is He now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, there are things you can't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all those things are happening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to bring a better ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some day, some how, you'll see, you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you dare, would you dare, to believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you still have a reason to sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause the pain you've been feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't compare to the joy that's coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hold on, you got to wait for the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;press on, just fight the good fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because the pain you've been feeling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just the dark before the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend, you know how this all ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know where you're going,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you just don't know how you get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so just say a prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hold on, cause there's good who love God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is not a snapshot, it might take a little time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you'll see the bigger picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you dare, would you dare, to believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you still have a reason to sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause the pain you've been feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't compare to the joy that's coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so hold on, you got to wait for the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;press on, just fight the good fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because the pain you've been feeling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just the dark before the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you feel the way of glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all your pain will fade to memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once you feel the way of glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all your pain will fade to memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;memory, memory, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you dare, would you dare, to believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you still have a reason to sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cause the pain you've been feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't compare to the joy that's coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;com'n, you got to wait for the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;press on, just fight the good fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because the pain you've been feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just the hurt before the healing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pain you've been feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just the dark before the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the morning, yeah, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2455761013909428943?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2455761013909428943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2455761013909428943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2455761013909428943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2455761013909428943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/07/would-you-dare-to-believe.html' title='Would you dare to believe...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-89936295736098131</id><published>2010-07-21T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:20:01.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today i feel like Speedie Gonzolos</title><content type='html'>Well...of course i know the actual spelling but i'm not gonna type it out cos some spammers are just gonna recognize those words and stick some nonsense to my post!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SIGH...many thoughts i wish to write down here..perhaps i should go with how i just can't understand why some people's way of doing things is just not the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I seriously can't get it...and i guess i just need to be gracious about this...Jess said that we cannot impose our standards on others. which i agree as i remember long long time ago when i first stepped into Acts C, one leader also made the same statement. Giving an example about dressing out best to church. If a 'Pros' stepped into church and her best clothing is prolly a spaghetti top and short skirt, we shouldn't be so quick to judge and conclude anything bad about her. It may not be the best for 'us' but being a newcomer and God's creation, God wouldn't want us to not welcome her just cos of her dressing right...she has every right to be in God's house as anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So yeah...though this is a different issue, i still have to apply this mindset. Which is so hard because i just feel like telling that person or persons to just do it!and remind yourself that you're doing it for God...cos i had to remind myself of that when i have to wake up earlier.SIGH...but if that person did overcome on that on their own cos of God, then i guess it would be a better testimony than to say that i forced that person to do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh wells...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;next, up...Italian cooking lessons!yes yes ^_^ coming soon...and of course the ever famous phone for now that starts with I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i better get back to my work!&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/969320437411597025-89936295736098131?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/89936295736098131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=89936295736098131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/89936295736098131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/89936295736098131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-i-feel-like-speedie-gonzolos.html' title='Today i feel like Speedie Gonzolos'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3336967847232523778</id><published>2010-06-21T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:15:53.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahh...nuts...</title><content type='html'>its been almost a month since i last visited my blog and i got 4 worms sucking on the comments section!eww....deleted it forever...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so how's life treating me...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't say much...i don't know who reads these...all i know is that just penning down my thoughts, liberates me from thinking so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know life can be more and better than this but i don't know how...and i don't know when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this the valley experience?i hope not again something i that i can't overcome that i can't shout about God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know who you're serving? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a dead God but a living God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A merciful and gracious God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An almighty God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A God who is a Father to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A God who knows my needs before i tell it to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A God who will never leave my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A God who is so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good God...a God who loves...much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, with this as my rod and staff, i will fear no evil and know that angel Goodness and angel Mercy will follow me all the days of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, with this i continue on this journey of life...until i am no longer needed on earth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He blessed Job's latter days more than his former days...i wanna claim the same blessings. I claim it in Jesus' name...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3336967847232523778?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3336967847232523778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3336967847232523778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3336967847232523778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3336967847232523778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/06/wahhnuts.html' title='wahh...nuts...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-233326093271497919</id><published>2010-05-27T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:08:09.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New title for Stadium SA C event...</title><content type='html'>really nice song from the GDOP album 2010...the vocalists are all hebat...the music is okok only so i reckon if Acts church gabung with them...wah....kuasa hebat!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;it was definitely history making seeing close to 9000 ppl gather together for prayer.young and old, ppl from all races...even as far as East Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;our GOd is just so awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow..is retreat day...Life. looking forward to it...Melaka is a nice place..not really looking for adventure or to rough it out but just to seek the direction for this season...&lt;br /&gt;last year's work had a 'heart' surgery...so did i have a new heart?or...the heart is now fixed? dunnoler...i remember last year i didn't really wanna go for retreat...cos i wasn't looking forward to it at all! i've never felt like that..so, i shouldn't have gone last year..hahaha..cos i can't remember much from it!haaaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;niweis..for this one, i'm looking forward to it...i wonder what will unfold out of this...God, show me and prepare me for the next phase of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never travelled as much as i am now. i'll be out of the house in the morning to Penang and back from Penang at nite..its as though its so near!!!&lt;br /&gt;This year..without even planning for any overseas trip, i was blessed with a trip to Korea!&lt;br /&gt;i hope to have more overseas trip cos i remember asking God that i wanted to Korea or Japan!&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo...He answered my prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i got more to write...and i always have somethings to write but never really had the time or energy to do so like now...sleepy dy...so all you readers of my blog...enjoy!hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-233326093271497919?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/233326093271497919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=233326093271497919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/233326093271497919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/233326093271497919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/05/satu-prayeraka-satu-doa.html' title='New title for Stadium SA C event...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5639431572347814135</id><published>2010-03-26T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:38:18.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could i say...what could i do...</title><content type='html'>This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I woke up this morning more alert than other days...its just plain weird. I"m not sure if i was excited to go to work or i had enough sleep or my liver just had detoxification for the past few days cos of me eating veges and no meat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why weird? Cos yesterday evening, i had a session with my boss. She wanted to know how am i doing in my work and my workload. Long story short...she told me of some feedbacks she heard from the seniors i used to work with...sad to say, i didn't hear anything positive(at least i didn't ask her). I was told that i do not take ownership of my work and i don't meet their expectations. Of course i felt down but i also know that i really did not take ownership of my work. Well, its not my work. Maybe that's why i don't take ownership of it. But its ok, i also agree that i should start taking ownership and i can change that. But expectations one...got me so mad. I was asking what is it that i did not meet their expectations. I heard that one task given to me, i did not meet their expectations...it was QC work..my first time doing that. I couldn't hold it, i got so mad i said to my boss, 'what???why didn't she tell me that after i have done it?If it can be better, then why don't they (ie my seniors) tell me?why are they bringing it up to you? does it help with anything? how am i supposed to know of their expectations of me when they don't even tell me what they expect!' So nonsense! if they wanna complain of me like that, i can also do the same! but i don't. cos i gave them benefit of a doubt. I went to work on a public holiday for almost 3 hours even when i'm late for my appt cos i knew they needed help(but i didn't stay thru all cos even if we prepare all also cannot finish when we go to site lar!) and i offered to drive to KL to sit with the nurse to make sure she finishes her work, not for my sake cos its not my project but for project's sake and now you tell me i don't meet YOUR expectations? Then tell me what in the world is your ****** expectations!??  What the heck!...i was seriously mad...even typing this now makes me mad. I"m so glad 2 of them have left! and i seriously can't believe they don't have the decency to tell me to my face. so nonsense!!!aaaaarrrggghhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i could walk up to them right now, i'll probably slap their face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't normally get mad that easily except when driving...and this just pisses me big time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...all's done..so..what can i do now after i've cooled down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Looking unto Jesus lor...and i know what i have to do...cos what would Jesus do...and what would the light and salt of the world do? bring pain to ppl's wound!heheehehehe..salt ma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;niweis...i guess i m writing this down cos...i've never really experienced this kind of things. Its terrible having to work in an environment where you can't trust people. I really don't wanna know my colleagues anymore except those sitting in my island. And i guess i need to be more alert and careful with what i say or do and pray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see this so called setback as an opportunity to improve, to be better at what i'm doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe today i'm more alert cos i know what needs to be done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;and remember...why i am here...&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/969320437411597025-5639431572347814135?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5639431572347814135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5639431572347814135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5639431572347814135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5639431572347814135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-day-that-lord-has-made.html' title='What could i say...what could i do...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1074098977965122417</id><published>2010-03-13T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T01:11:37.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn in Cat city =)...</title><content type='html'>oh wow...i got a box of popcorn from the nurse in Kuching's hospital...&lt;br /&gt;she told me it was sold in the Spring..it looked so yummy, it broughts smiles to the custom officers and a gush of excitement from the air steward(gasp!is that popcorn???)&lt;br /&gt;yeap..its known as bird's food cos birds eat jagung (bertih) according to the custom officers opinion on popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLee song ringing in my head..i think the ABC's should perform it one day...for the fun of it..with the guitar solo..yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1074098977965122417?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1074098977965122417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1074098977965122417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1074098977965122417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1074098977965122417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/03/popcorn-in-cat-city.html' title='Popcorn in Cat city =)...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3022887744555763803</id><published>2010-03-06T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T01:44:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of insanity...</title><content type='html'>i just finished typing a blog about my dresses and it went pyeeeettt...ERROR. cannot publish &gt;_&lt; sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can stand most things but not when it comes to my dresses...it is the most precious thing to me. It must be handwash not machine wash! ugh...i really really hate it and get really engry when it is washed in washing machine...i don't care that it is in a laundry bag! the thing is, its not supposed to be wrung up!!aaaaahhhh!geramnyaaaaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;cos dresses that fits me are hard to find and the price is expensive!!i wanna keep it and make it last as long as it can!not to loosen it with washing machine thus making it brittle...&lt;br /&gt;aiyooo...understand lar!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3022887744555763803?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3022887744555763803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3022887744555763803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3022887744555763803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3022887744555763803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/03/moment-of-insanity.html' title='A moment of insanity...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-4377686319408788541</id><published>2010-02-07T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:58:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st sport for the year...</title><content type='html'>I just remembered that we have people who will google for different events that happened in church just to see their feedbacks...which makes it a little difficult to hide this blog.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i helped out in my church's teen sports game cum telematch..it was called...T e e n Cha l l en ge..so i was the time keeper for the 30secs to fame and the captain ball match..it was quite fun..and even more fun to know i was the only gal in the so called sports team..yeah..=)&lt;br /&gt;official timekeeper for TC brought to you by Nokia stopwatch...the coolest you'll ever have..&lt;br /&gt;anyways...jokes aside..after the whole thing ended with Army of 3 performing, some of us had the chance to play basketball and daisy n i joined this high school kids for a game of basketball..they are absolutely sweet..they gave me and daisy a chance to shoot goals..for me, i'm just happy to be able to play and run around half court. it was my first exercise of the year..and most likely in 2 years!&lt;br /&gt;man...i love sports more than gym!hehehe...i couldn't bring myself to commit to gym..but basketball or captain ball??anytime man..bring it on!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so..i woke up this morning with aches on my hands and then later during evening on my waist..wah..but i feel good cos it tells me that i exercised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited...wish we could have more of this!i'll learn to dribble if i ever get a chance!hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-4377686319408788541?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4377686319408788541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4377686319408788541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4377686319408788541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4377686319408788541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-1st-sport-for-year.html' title='My 1st sport for the year...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6663020057555890167</id><published>2010-01-27T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:50:06.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a wonderful vorld...</title><content type='html'>Ok, the reason i purposely misspell it, is to prevent people from googling into my blog. Then again, i could set up a password to prevent people from reading but i don't really mind if people read it as well...just not strangers..as much as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i think to myself (humming), wat a wonderful...vorld&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha..you know...its quite exciting to see how things work out for good to those who are in Christ Jesus. This Mon, one of my key on my keyboard gave way totally...i couldn't do anything to make it stay and that key has actually been giving me some trouble here and there but still tolerable. So when it finally 'died', i didn't really know wat to do..i tried fixing it by my own way(lots of glue and some double sided tape) but it just..didn't stay. And its really difficult to type. Then, on that afternoon, my company's local IT vendor came to our office for some work(we don't have an IT dept in our office). I was like (eyes opened wide) great!i want to ask for your help. Normally i wouldn't even talk much to this guy so he had a surprised look on his face when i asked for his help to fix the keyboard. He tried but it still didn't work that well but it gave me some idea on how to make the letter N 'workable' on the keyboard. But each time i press that letter, i had to press it a few times or i have to press harder and when i press harder, naturally, the rest of the letters i typed, i also pressed it really hard though it is only N that is faulty. My fingers hurt and i felt like i was gonna have Carpal Tunnel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Syndrom.e. Not a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Long story short, the IT guy is back today and i asked my actual IT support guy who is based in S'pore to help me and he told me to get that guy to help since he can't do much on his end. I found out my office had another spare laptop that is similar to mine and this IT guy took that keyboard out and placed it in mine. On top of that, my laptop battery which can only run my laptop for 45 mins max was also replaced with that laptop's. It wasn't part of the package but cos i complained. HAHA..no one using that laptop anyway..i wanted to change the whole laptop cos one corner of my laptop is broken cos i dropped it. Haha...niweis i didn't. I'm quite happy with my new keyboard which is like 10 times easier to press and the battery which seems to run a bit longer than normal..like extra 5 mins.hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just this last week, i suddenly had this revelation: prayer works.&lt;br /&gt;When i think about people i wanna invite for 2015 event or Project U, if you want them to say yes, you must pray and ask God for help. Cos without prayer, change is not to the positive.&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i'm sure some reading this must be like wat???NOW only she knows ar??Christian how long liao!!?? aiyo...its different when you are convinced that prayer works than if you just know head knowledge that it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wah..i banyak tulis today...1 last testimony. i prayed for a car park in 1u today and specific that it should be near to the lift. And God answered. Wow...if you are willing to do God's work, He will make your path straight. No need to worry about this or that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks be to God.(my mom use this phrase too and she not christian yet).&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/969320437411597025-6663020057555890167?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6663020057555890167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6663020057555890167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6663020057555890167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6663020057555890167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/01/wat-wonderful-vorld.html' title='Wat a wonderful vorld...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2492007117670103537</id><published>2010-01-19T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:26:07.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post...</title><content type='html'>A draft for now...but maybe...its also final...hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So on Wednesday i found out i was going to Singapore!yay! it has always been my dream to go Singapore with the team to minister. Cos i enjoy travelling and meeting people and be a blessing there.8 of us left in 2 cars to Singapore and thank God for the smooth and safe journey. We reached at about 1230pm and had lunch then went to the church office in Rangoon Street for music practice and SALT. &lt;/span&gt;The church office is rather small but clean. Fellowshipped with the people there. For dinner, Pr Martin and Pr Lucas treated us with delicious seafood at the East Coast centre. Big crabs cooked in chili and another place of big crabs cooked with black pepper and other food as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;On Sunday, we went jalan jalan at Orchard and then lunch then service...it was a good service, pr kenneth preached about confidence in God. many ppl stood up to be prayed for. intotal, the congregation we had about 80 ppl.after another hour of fellowshipping, we had dinner and continued our journey to KL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHat i caught from this trip is the Pastors heart there that really wants and is ready to support Pr Kenneth's leadership and vision for the church and its really encouraging for me to see that...i'm sure it took a long time for them but Pr LUcas sendiri mentioned that last year 2009 was the year of transitioninig for the church and this year, they are ready to take off...so when u see pastor so gung ho, i can't help but feel that the congreagation will eventually catch it as well...praise God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And today, just got back from YWA vision casting with Pr Alex. We are starting a new strategy to reach out to YWA and the idea was birthed out of a sharing i had with Adeline in terms of growing the PGs and managing it. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Praise God again bcos i never had an idea which the leader...ie the life core team would use to be a part of sometihng big...i couldn't believe it...of course it wasn't just me but myself and adeline lim were discussing and it sounded do-able and i tot it would just be for uptown an BU PG but no, they expanded it and now for all YWAs involved in PG&lt;/span&gt;...its so amazing!..which means...GOd spoke to me!hahaha...He gave me the idea...and i should learn to listen more and be more confident that it is from God...yeah..so the verse i would recommend you all to read is in 2 Tim 4. Be ready in and out of season. and more...that's wat i got when i was in Singapore...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all glory to God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2492007117670103537?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2492007117670103537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2492007117670103537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2492007117670103537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2492007117670103537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-post.html' title='My first post...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-938366985721924592</id><published>2009-12-26T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:37:24.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the best Christmas present goes to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I mean the one i received for this year...a lot were unexpected but it made my day nevertheless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-938366985721924592?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/938366985721924592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=938366985721924592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/938366985721924592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/938366985721924592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-best-christmas-present-goes-to.html' title='And the best Christmas present goes to...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3354957177395528835</id><published>2009-12-26T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:08:39.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never grow too old for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;things called teddy bears...everytime i see them...i just wanna take them home with me...so adorable and innocent and cuddly and soft...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll ever grow bored of soft toys...i was just walking in Jusco today and gosh...the bears...aaaahh...wanted to buy it!!!&lt;br /&gt;but...i didn't. cos it was not...really that special..haha...i dunno..somehow it just doesn't 'call' out to me...haha..nolar..i prefer getting it as a present. No pun intended =)&lt;br /&gt;i think rite..if i ever get hospitalized (of course i hope not except for delivery purpose!), a cute bear will cheer me up...a Russ bear...cannot ciplak wan...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its those branded kind of things like why some ppl like Nike so much tho Reebok is more long lasting and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and retail therapy...it really works..haha..but it is short lived lar..but it works.a few hundred bucks poorer but somehow there is satisfaction..wat hormones are those again?endorphins...same effect as chocolates..HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;i think it works for aunties too...just that they buy household items instead of clothes..haha..&lt;br /&gt;and food therapy!it transcends all ages...&lt;br /&gt;mmm..mmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3354957177395528835?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-7767550349755913693</id><published>2009-12-21T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:53:01.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best compliment goes to...</title><content type='html'>I've been receiving a lot of compliments this year...from a photo in a magazine taken last year to looking hot aka gorgeous in a wedding dinner recently...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...sounds like i'm gloating huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...maybe i am because i'm really happy to receive all these compliments cos i know (and hope they are otherwise i'll still take it as they are) that they are sincere...out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its..been a journey...from dorky to pleasant to cool...does it really matter??i mean..i feel a bit paiseh to even blog about it cos its like so wrong to be pretty and enjoying the compliments and admitting that...haha..oh well...make up do wonders and so does confidence in yourself...&lt;br /&gt;if you read the book by Stasi Eldrege called Captivating (for women, for men its by John Eldrege called Wild at Heart), it says that every women wants to know if they are lovely, pretty, beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Well..i guess i do!hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweis, the best compliment for this year came from my colleague today...i'm not gonna say wat it is lest i stumble some men ..ahem..i mean boys..oh no, i mean...guys...reading this...hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel on top of the world for the entire day!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think it is the most flattering i've heard thus far... ;)&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna sleep smiling today..hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;I am fearfully and wonderfully made...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-969320437411597025.post-2571950775017696965</id><published>2009-11-28T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:23:11.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKHP...09...</title><content type='html'>gosh..i can't believe its only Friday nite and we just finished putting up a fun and humourous performance from the kids to the parents...&lt;br /&gt;its really tiring..what they say is true...you must eat breakfast b4 u start cos in just 2 hours, u'll be so hungry and energy-less...and u must follow what the teacher in front is doing cos the kids imitate you!!! we were very well informed and prepared and if anyone thinks that they don't have to listen during the training, they are in for a surprise!!!cos everything they say is true!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost more weight in the last 3 days than i've ever been in the last 3 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme was honour and my word...i actually LEARNT stuff from this...i learnt more about honour and i can even memorize the 5 points about honour and tell you the salvation news with my 5 fingers. i can teach kids to dance and take them to toilet and give them water and serve them food. I learnt to give high gives though the group didn't really do so well but just to encourage them...i learnt to do all those silly actions so that the kids will be entertained..it wasn't really silly..it was quite fun ler..and i had to 'counsel' 1 kid cos she decided to pull out from dance cos dunno wat kid say wat to her and she got upset or sensitive about it. sigh...then i tried to encourage her by telling her to continue dancing no matter wat ppl say if this is your interest...then i told her that i found out why she pulled out from dance...i didn't tell her who told me but i could see her face changed a bit...i'm like oh noooooooooooo....-___- i hope she doesn't think that she cannot tell secrets to her friend anymore....=/ cos i got the story from her best friend who told her own mother(best friend's mum) and she told me cos i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niweis...then there was this orphanage kid who grew attached to me..and today after the performances and they were separated from the other kids, she didn't want to look at me...she didn't give me any hugs...and i guess...she was sad...and i was sad too...&lt;br /&gt;what to do...they have to leave and we'll never see them again...&lt;br /&gt;i was all teary...but i bit my lips to keep the tears in my eyes...then i noticed 1 teacher or helper who care for the orphans also wiped some stuff from her eyes. sigh...sad wei...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i've done today will it change their life in some way or another...&lt;br /&gt;i have much to say...but for now...i'll sign off and ponder on what has happened today and give thanks for every good and perfect gift from above...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2571950775017696965?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2571950775017696965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2571950775017696965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2571950775017696965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2571950775017696965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/11/akhp09.html' title='AKHP...09...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3622336758044297539</id><published>2009-11-25T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:54:19.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 1 more month to Christmas...</title><content type='html'>yeah!!exciting eh...so many great things have been happening in my life...&lt;br /&gt;1_photo shoot for Christmas procduction...a first in my life and i'm so happy to be part of it..well..i really wanted to be as well if i could and God answered my prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2_joined Acts Kids holiday program for the 1st time...was posted to schooling kids section and not bad...i could gel with them somehow and its fun! Also learnt about honour myself..gosh...i never tot that my offering to help parents wash dishes or throw rubbish is also one of the ways to honour parents...hmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3_Christmas choir or dance..i think i've decided...unless God wants to deport me to another place..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4_singing love songs medley with other people in some ppl's wedding..hahaha..all church friends lar..haha..its my first time and happy to be given the chance to do so...again, in the beginning i was like &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&lt; yes..i said it and sorta mean it...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok...good nites...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3622336758044297539?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3622336758044297539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3622336758044297539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3622336758044297539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3622336758044297539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-1-more-month-to-christmas.html' title='Its 1 more month to Christmas...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6149958893235671325</id><published>2009-11-14T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:02:41.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tender hour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Was at Mia's 2nd album launch last nite 13 Nov 2009 in Bentley Auditorium...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;She performed for 1.5 hours altogether but it was soooo much fun that i didn't even realize that it's been over 1 hour...when she played her so-called last song (cos after that got encore and 2 more songs) i was like..har...1 hour dy ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;niweis she has a really really really good guitarist...to be honest, the way this guy played(his name is Jun) reminded me of someone i once knew. So i guess that's how i could tell that he is really good. This guitarist is quite a humble and quiet looking man..and young too and i think he's married or not available cos he has a ring over his left finger. hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it was a good nite...really good music and so glad that Mia is just so down to earth..i think its time for her to be internationally known...Malaysia just don't know how to appreciate her talent until its too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyways, last Sunday while we the AYA choir were waiting for our turn to perform, it struck me that this might be the last time that Mia will be training us and that we will be performing with her. Suddenly i felt really sad and begin to appreciate the little hours that we have left...she has been soooooo patient with us even though we're not great or very talented in singing. Still she committed herself to train us. I hope we did well enough for her...during the performance, i am happy to say that i didn't hear a single flaw or felt we didn't do great enough. In fact, on my part, i think we did the best compared to our practices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Am so glad to be a part of this choir this year...last year was a dread for me yet because there were non-christians and christians from other church, i felt that i should be there. And i didn't like MJ's songs..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So, after the event, after taking photo with Mia, i gave her a big hug and thanked her from the bottom of my heart for being so patient with us. Then suddenly we had a group hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...it was a wonderful event. AYA. When i saw all the events in the past being screened on the big screen, i felt like crying...cos after SOOO long...what we are doing is being shown to people who have not seen it...gosh..i felt like it was finally being shown to the whole of Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And backstage just moments before going into the limelight, i felt like what we are doing as a church and all is gonna be a norm in the future. Media peopl are gonna be blown away to see a church who is sooo professional and excellent in all that they do. All because we wanna glorify His name. wow...thank God for having me as part of His great team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I wouldn't trade this for anything else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was right for me to be back here...for such a time as these...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6149958893235671325?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6149958893235671325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6149958893235671325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6149958893235671325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6149958893235671325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/11/tender-hour.html' title='The tender hour...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-7711182302835913348</id><published>2009-11-01T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:45:41.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Novembah 2-0-0-9</title><content type='html'>Man...wat a tiring day! super exhaustive for me...&lt;br /&gt;my colleague from UK came to KL for holiday and it happened to be his wedding anniversary and he and his wife and cousin was here as well...myself and leechin took them around KL...me tour guide for the day. Met them in Ancasa hotel which is right next to Pudu bus station. Asked what they wanted to do few days before hand..did my homework and they told they wanted to see the fabrics cos his wife is a seamstress. I was like ok!let's check out Petaling street then we took a cab to Masjid India(wanted to go Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman). Gosh..then it was nearing lunch time and i was not familiar with those places at all..then there was this Indian guy with flyers for Gulati's telling us to go visit the shop and me being so tired and hot asked him where to get Indian food(thinking that we are in Little India so there SHOULD BE Indian food around). But lo and behold, we got led to this shoplot not too far off from the main street and they wanted us to go upstairs and there were a few guys waiting for us to 'usher' us upstairs and then next to that staircase was another restaurant and the guys there also wanted us to go into their shop. OH MY GOODNESS, i freaked out and say no. i don't even wanna go in there at all..so we left and then the Gulati's guy sort of tried to bring us to the store but we were just 'running' away from him...freaks!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok..they are not but i hate this kind of treatment.&lt;br /&gt;So, we ended up in Sogo foodcourt for lunch at 1.30pm. I didn't know that my UK colleague liked Indian food. So, wanted to take them to Brickfields but it was too far a journey and then they wanted to buy electronic stuff so after lunch took them to Low Yat by cab.oh my goodness...the jam...aiyoo...couldn't wait anymore so we got down at Pavilion walked to Low Yat. First time in history, KL stepped into LOW YAT...i thought it was some dodgy and dinghy place but it turned out to be looking better than Sg Wang.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA...so i bought all my CD bag and stuff there..wasn't cheap k..maybe only hardwares are cheap.&lt;br /&gt;so then go to Sg Wang..cos he wanted to buy titanium badminton racket..only to discover that in Sg WAng...sport shop ain't cool..so they only have 1-2 of those shops. Thanks be to God, at the first shop we enter...he bought his racquets and a pair of badminton shoes..yup..badminton shoes(writing essay when you are tired will jumble up your grammer). And he is HAPPY. Thanked me for bringing him there. By then, my other partner in crime has left me with 3 of them...and i coudln't wait to go home...hoped on the monorail only to discover we were on the wrong platform and made them go 1 big round back to their hotel. HAHA...and good thing that they were observant and didn't completely rely on me or else we'll board the train to the wrong direction and takes us another half an hour just to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Said our goodbyes at KL sentral and i reached home at 8pm. totally mumified..slept and didn't hear the alarm in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God there was another alarm at 630am(which was to remind me to pick up Joben) so that woke me up and i wondered what day it is. Took me a few seconds to realize that it is Sunday and that i'm late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..now, i'm home...grumpy...moody with my mom...now waiting to finish typing this so i can go to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite ppl...thanks for reading...hope you were entertained as much as i enjoyed writing it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7711182302835913348?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7711182302835913348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7711182302835913348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7711182302835913348'/><link rel='self' 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i'm still project-less...seems like a sabbatical year for me where i am not responsible for any major projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at this time of the year..Christmas is coming...i wished i didn't stay in Aus for Christmas...if my friend in Aus reads this...i'll most prolly be steak...(aka dead meat geddit??haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Christmas in Aus was really quiet...we hung out with ppl we don't really hang out with and i fell on the kitchen floor and knocked my elbow..till now i'm not sure if i suffered any hairline fracture or is my elbow bone or joint out of place..it always feel weird when i put my left elbow on the table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about joints, J.Han made an observation while eating crab..he said the crab's joint is very hard to crack even though he's using the er..cracker?tool...yeah so, i said...yup, so the word of God is like a double edged sword that can pierce through every joint and marrow(?)...great rite??&lt;br /&gt;and of course..the whole table looked at me speechless..-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;back to my Aus story, then i tot i would get a thrill out of Boxing day shopping..to be honest...i didn't get any thrill from it..infact, it was so crazy cos at 9am there's tons of ppl in the shopping mall..9 AM...-__- i should be asleep at that time...but no...i joined the crowd..didn't have a good breakfast...run from shop to shop and grab stuff before it all runs out..madness..can't even try on the clothes cos there's just too many ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished i was in church in Malaysia and not missed the play =( boohooo...&lt;br /&gt;i reckon its more meaningful than to try to buy more clothes or things just cos its cheaper...&lt;br /&gt;no...i think its the friends and friendships here in Malaysia that makes it really memorable and meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;this time, i'm gonna take the whole week off...i never tried to take a few days off before Christmas or even after Christmas...only 1 day before New year i would take off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Pray that my leaves will be approved!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish list for this Christmas is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a new keyboard!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a road trip to ..........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ipod (is that what its called now?hahahaha...so outdated lar me...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jamming session..i dunno how or where or who...but...yeah... ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gym membership...(just kidding)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;haha..not really wish list huh...more like things to do by Christmas...or next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so korean lar this photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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type='text'>Undivided...</title><content type='html'>Is the song playing over and over in my head but i have no idea who sang it...i tot it was Chris Tomlin but i'm not sure...he has a coarse voice...and sounded a bit emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo...so sleepy now..&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 sandwiches this morning and lunch i had a small custard cream pie and lots of water.&lt;br /&gt;Then for dinner, i had KFC. gosh...i feel so unhealthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now energy-less..and super sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;Pastor preached a very good message on discipline. Being disciples and having a purposefilled life will require discipline...like what do i see myself? as a leader? as a PG coordinator?as a worship leader that is LEADING ppl into worship? then what am i doing now that is behind the scene to lead a successful and significant and stress free life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k...blur now...zoning off...kepala pening dy..&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7419085219837416263?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7419085219837416263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7419085219837416263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7419085219837416263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7419085219837416263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/10/undivided.html' title='Undivided...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5227331793316584534</id><published>2009-10-22T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:03:53.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeng jeng jeng...</title><content type='html'>once again...i forgot what i want to write today...nevertheless, i want to leave my mark for today..&lt;br /&gt;so here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;...mark...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5227331793316584534?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5227331793316584534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5227331793316584534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5227331793316584534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5227331793316584534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/10/jeng-jeng-jeng.html' title='jeng jeng jeng...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2869596581768097084</id><published>2009-10-17T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:57:13.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepahvali tv show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;oh ya..i was watching a drama on TV..it was kinda weird, the actor is Ashkay Kumar i think and he was acting as this loser guy and eventually became a guy that's great in Kung Fu and it was set in China and got Hongkie actor and chinese actors...it was kinda weird but fun to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Main language was in Hindi and the Chinese of course spoke Chinese but there was this Chinese looking dude who acted as a crazy man and he could speak Hindi and once his memory recovered, he was reconciled to his Indian looking daughters (beautiful mature ladies that can kick butt and fly using umbrella)and spoke to them in Hindi. Apparently he is an Inspector in China(after he regained his memory) and taught Kung Fu to Ashkay cos he wanted to learn Kung Fu and then defeated the bad guy(Hongkie guy). Ashkay looks real good...hot...well build too..ehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So this is a story of an Indian guy in China...Chandhi chowk to China...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2869596581768097084?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2869596581768097084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2869596581768097084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2869596581768097084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2869596581768097084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/10/deepahvali-tv-show.html' title='Deepahvali tv show...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1029741845421922659</id><published>2009-10-17T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:33:46.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepahvali...</title><content type='html'>It was a hot day but here am i in Kam's place for her open house...but wat attracted me most wasn't the food. It wasn't the drinks...it wasn't the guests...ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the puppy that came with one of the guest and it was given to her...he's docile according to Sam. I think the puppy would fit Kam's loud nature ;) Don't you think so Sam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually thinking of having a puppy and was wondering where to find one.And tada, Kam's friend has 1 more pup...Why would i want one?You know like after dinner, i just wanna go play with my dog if i have one...take him for walk...talk to him...brush his coat...makes sure he has food and drink...if he's really clean, i would have him follow me everywhere...hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ar..thinking about cleaning him up and cleaning up the house cos his fur may just fly everywhere and putting up with the smell...i'm not so sure anymore...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day perhaps i will...ruff ruff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1029741845421922659?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-8351079082040334455</id><published>2009-10-06T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:06:58.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such a scene...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what a depressing day it has been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right in the morning after prayer somemore...wah...really tested my temper.&lt;br /&gt;i got a call from someone close to me and i shouted over the phone and i was so so so angry...&lt;br /&gt;its ok to be angry rite...but the worse thing is, cos i shouted or at least i spoke with a loud voice &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that is obviously filled with frustration, almost my whole office heard my voice..they may not make out wat i said but they heard me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and i'm supposed to be the salt and light at WORK...ARRRR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  f e e l  s o  s m a l l . . . . . as i was sending my boss home today(cos her car broke down), she asked me if i'm ok cos i shouted in the morning kan...and i innocently told her wat happened and asked her if i was really loud and she said yes.-__- to my horror now as i looked back..i'm like..oh gosh...my colleagues will never look at me the same again and they are going to think that christians are hypocrites and no difference from them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;in fact, they seem to behave better than i do!!i know..not supposed to condemn myself but i let my tongue slipped..i didn't control it...tho i was aware of wat was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SIGH...and i was telling my boss about Jesus and christianity in the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo..i wonder wat can God make out of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;then then in the afternoon, i was in a TC and i almost fell asleep!!aiyoo...when i close my eyes, i almost dozed off and cos i was so sleepy, i keep fidgeting and when i close my eyes and force it to open again, my head hurts...aiyoo..such torture to be in a TC...or meeting. i hate meetings...cos i get sleepy...not that i hate the contents or the person conducting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8351079082040334455?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8351079082040334455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8351079082040334455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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for tuition and piano lessons and co-curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;By the way, when i was in school, i couldn't pronounce co-curriculum or co-curricular neither could i spell it. It just doesn't flow in my mind...it sorta gets stuck somewhere and i can only say..&lt;br /&gt;co-*****kulum. i tongue-twisted at the *****part and end with -kulum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niweis, back to my story...my drill was to watch cartoons on Sat and Sun from 8.30 or 9 am to 12pm. Then lunch and nap or read a book, then check for the next best movie showing on TV and wait for that show which is normally at 2pm or 5pm. Then break for dinner and continue watching at 8.30pm or 9pm. Then it was bed time and prolly another round of reading. And while doing all that, i'll snack during the showtimes. I could finish the whole packet of Twisties and i will eat 2-3 packets in a week. And then at almost every commercial break, i will go to the fridge and look for food to eat. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe get a piece of chocolate, savour it in my mouth. Then back to my seat and then back again to the fridge. Otherwise, it'll be keropok in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt; Or maybe  a time with my doggy like getting him frustrated while i bounce a ball in front of him. He'll go crazy and bark like mad cos he wanted the ball but he can't have it. Or i'll make him jump over the board that separates the outside to the inside of the house. I keep making him do that cos he does it so gracefully...he jumps over neatly until 1 day he couldn't jump over neatly. His back legs got caught at the board and he fell clumsily into the house...and i was surprised. i knew something was wrong with him and made him do it again a few more times..and about 20% of the time, he couldn't execute a perfect jump. Well, as time pass, he actually had glaucoma..the white stuff in his iris, so he was almost blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anyways, basically i ate a lof of junk food and i was as skinny as a stick. I couldn't wear baby tees cos i look sunken in it. The day i could wear the baby tee my aunty gave me, i knew i put on weight. haha...so i never remembered whether i had flat tummy or how skinny my arms were. I was quite frustrated that i couldn't wear a lot of clothes cos i looked so skinny in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now, i wished i had known earlier so that i would wear those nice size 6 baju!!!hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so, TV2 movies are fun to watch on Tues nite, Wed nite, Thurs nite and Fri nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7408581572370829523?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7408581572370829523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7408581572370829523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7408581572370829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7408581572370829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/10/cartoons-and-tv2-movies.html' title='Cartoons and TV2 movies...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1800769419760294945</id><published>2009-09-26T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:55:26.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafood...</title><content type='html'>oh such yummilicious 'he kor' or mantis prawn with Nestum and steamed LaLa with ginger, cili padi and wine..*pengsan**&lt;br /&gt;the taste just muah!it looks ordinary but once in your mouth...its like your taste buds get a wake up call and just wants more of it and you don't get jelak at it!!! if only i have the 'tong yuen' as well..wah..awesome-ness. No charge to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept so much today...but then again...i slept at 3am last nite...i just love sleeping late but heard from somewhere that girls are more prone to dark circles under their eyes if sleep late...then i slept again in the afternoon to the point it took effort just to get up from bed..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call this day unproductive but some calls it a luxury to be able to sleep as and when you like.&lt;br /&gt;man.. this whole week has been such a slack for me..i only worked 1.5 days this week...yeap..can't believe it eh...macam i pun ber-raya.&lt;br /&gt;must be the first time in a long time that i took off on my birthday..got my IC done and with a brand new pretty photo^_^&lt;br /&gt;wanna see???kekekekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i collected my IC, i went shopping!!woohoo...saw the shoe (and price), tried it on and bought it. some said i shop veli fast...good good..&lt;br /&gt;don't you feel that sometimes, you just see what you like and want and the price is good and its worth buying and all you need to do is just try it and it'll definitely fit wan...how i know? i also dunno..maybe by experience..and then just get it!&lt;br /&gt;yeah...i love those kind of shopping..fast..no need to think so much.&lt;br /&gt;pea brain shopping.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;ok...yawning...sleepy...good nite and may tomorrow be a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1800769419760294945?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1800769419760294945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1800769419760294945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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255);"&gt;23-09-09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a memorable start to this day...i was kinda paranoid..thinking that people are going to jump out of my closet or rooms and toilet and say 'SURPRISE!!!" but nope...that didn't happen...which is good cos i think i might get a heart attack or panic attack...-_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;had a fun time in Kampar...good breakfast in the marketplace, followed by visitation to a homie in Malim Nawar cos she just gave birth 3 days ago...now would be 5 days ago..then went to the waterfall...swung from the ledge using the rope there like Tarzan and then let go and fell into the waterfall pool area...(dunno wat to call it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the best part of all...a garden dinner!wow...i felt so honored and loved when i saw everyone in Shereen's household prepared food and drinks for us to have dinner in the garden...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wow...in conjunction with my birthday...they didn't have to do it cos you know...many reasons...not my family member most importantly...but they did. and i really really felt so loved...i was telling Jecy..is this how God's love is like??&lt;/span&gt;i bet its not even like this but MORE...and..i'm not sure how that feels like...gosh...i would like to have more of it...yeah...sounds..wrong rite...&lt;br /&gt;to be singing about God's love but not...experiencing it as stated...i mean...at least not from friends cos this totally blows my mind...i love anything to do with garden...weddings to dinners to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;just casual chit chatting..but the best thing about this garden...the house is on the hill so it overlooks Kampar area...wow...i tell you...its so so nice..i can't even imagine that this is possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally love the nature surrounding the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Saturday and Sunday was a pretty busy but happy weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Saturday took my parents out for dimsum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after church drove down to Melaka for a conference cos was part of the worship band to play for the missions conference...then after that supper with the band and pastors!woohoo...felt so privileged to be eating with them...its like..respect and honor and revere at the same time..so dunno wat to say...so keep quiet most of the time..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the drive back to KL was quite intense as the driver and co-driver shared and talked about relationships..i tell you..this is definitely a hot topic when you go for road trips...everyone will contribute and tell...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...so it was a fun and meaningful weekend ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-3131822923833653661</id><published>2009-09-13T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:32:38.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good ol' ways...</title><content type='html'>Letters are fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I enjoy receiving handwritten letters from friends...i remember when i was in Std 6, my classmate and i used to write letters to each other tho we see each other in class everyday...and every now and then i'll ask her if she received my letter and sometimes asked whether she has &lt;/span&gt;posted her reply to me..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;someone used to write me a daily journal or diary..all the entries of what happened that day or what are the thoughts for the day would be compiled and sent to me when i was studying in Australia every 1-2 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i love receiving cards with personal messages in it. if it was posted to me, even better! the anticipation i felt when opening the envelope and then the card..wah...syiok man...like drinking &lt;/span&gt;coffee for some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3131822923833653661?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3131822923833653661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3131822923833653661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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51, 255);"&gt;Took half day off. Wanted to take her for some shopping then dinner but everything got delayed cos my dad had to finish some business before that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It was kinda weird. We got in the car then started arguing about everything while in the jam and when we reached the restaurant, we ordered the food and had a normal dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I learnt some things when taking my parents out to eat: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let my mom choose the table then my mom will tell my dad to choose the table and ultimate decision maker is: my dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So everyone happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next, looking thru the menu, its good to have the waiter standing nearby but not on your table. Observing and listening to your conversation. When we finally dunno what to order and made this statement, 'let the waiter recommend to us.' The waiter dashed to our table and suggested the Merdeka set menu. All 3 of us let out a sigh of relieve and said, 'Why didn't you tell us earlier??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;hahaha...anyways, good dinner, took some nice photos and as i looked at my mom, she smiled. A real smile. From her heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Wow...i wished she would smile like that everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe she did but i din't noticed it. Maybe she doesn't cos she's tired. Maybe life has been hard that there seems to be no reason to smile(try having a dad like mine who lives for himself only.oklar..not THAT bad lar...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;oh well, its good to see her smile like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I finally signed up to TWITTERZ!!! yeah, was strongly encouraged to get an account for the sake of the ministry... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;and after delaying for a week or so, today after a disappointing news from work, i just wanted to be super rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad leh..my project canceled..its like..u're teaching but you've no students. So for me, its the same.i'm a CRA but project-less CRA. it decreases my value as a CRA. Thank God i'm bonded otherwise, i risk being retrenched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since i've got lesser work to do now, might as well TWITTER! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;yeah...so, i did. Signed up on 9/9/09. How cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Did you guys do anything cool today?cos you know...its like once every...10 years...hahaha..oh wait..maths wrong...er...90 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;aiya...don't know..as long the day and month is the same, i'm happy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i suddenly realized that i have a lot to thank God for...&lt;br /&gt;thank God my parents are healthy and able-bodied.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i have no lack.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i am in church and serving Him and His people and people.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i have a job (tho my project got canceled).&lt;br /&gt;thank God i have friends and new friends.&lt;br /&gt;thank God i have a new bag from Elo!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;----this is like the best ever...i bought for myself with the excuse of 'Its my birthday gift' =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for the musical skills and talent given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thank God for the beautiful skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...and...many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6223946821586301610?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6223946821586301610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6223946821586301610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6223946821586301610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6223946821586301610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-9-2009.html' title='September 9, 2009'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2559352580628771750</id><published>2009-09-03T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:59:41.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more-than-f-i-n-e...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yeah...thank God we're fine...unhurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;weird that it came a day after my dad's car got hit from behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know..the first thing human naturally will do is blame.point finger.then feel guilty because didn't pay attention as much as they should.guilty because if this hadn't happened then that wouldn't happened.chain reaction.dadada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yes, i do think like that too. i wonder wat is God trying to teach me. why is this happening? why like that? how can? i serve You wor..i give my tithes wor..i do..i do..i do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm reminded of what was being taught in church recently. That the enemy is after your faith.&lt;br /&gt;not my car. not my money but my faith. wow...is faith so precious? i guess it is since Jesus said faith as small as a mustard seed can move mountains..be it physical mountain or 'mountain'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so, i wonder what mountains that the enemy forsee me moving such that my faith is being challenged today...or perhaps...is your faith being challenged today and u need to know this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2559352580628771750?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2559352580628771750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2559352580628771750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2559352580628771750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2559352580628771750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-than-f-i-n-e.html' title='more-than-f-i-n-e...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-4481054723501039951</id><published>2009-08-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:00:48.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August rush...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today is last day of August!so fast...next month will be an exciting month...AHEM...**clears throat**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good day today...met up with my relatives and had lunch together...&lt;br /&gt;then tried to be a professional photographer using Nikon...hahaha...the pictures shall speak on my behalf...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;arrrhh...im not sure how to write this blog. Do i reveal the deep thoughts of my mind or my emotions or do i say something general and over-the-counter kinda stuff or do i share my testimony here or do i say something so that it may encourage the readers of this blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so frustrating...even typing this is frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a time when no one knows or bothers to find out about what you think or do in your life. Now there's FB and blog and tweeter that tells ppl the latest updates of your life and that has become like a passive way of communicating with people...&lt;br /&gt;it defeats the purpose of being a human...which is to build a community and be a community but we have become a virtual community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you know that preemies(premature babies) that are being massaged daily with the loving touch from their parents or nurses has a higher chance of surviving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to hear their parents speak to them or to see their face...love is being communicated.&lt;br /&gt;How can you FB a preeemie!!! or use the mobile phone to speak to your baby???or send your love and wishes thru a card!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you know wat i mean...the very need of a human being is to have a relationship be it friendship or family...where love is being communicated...by spending time together and another 4 more languages...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...i'm not saying you can't buy gifts or talk on the phone or chat online or sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just saying...don't take your family and friends for granted...show them your love today and tell them before its too late when they leave this earth and never to return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;and i think i am speaking for myself...at least for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-4481054723501039951?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4481054723501039951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4481054723501039951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4481054723501039951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4481054723501039951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-rush.html' title='August rush...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8656928561902692354</id><published>2009-08-31T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:31:12.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O' happy day, happy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This song is like stuck in my head...its so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today is Merdeka Day for Malaysia!woohoo...can you feel the excitement??? cos it used to be more joyful when i was a kid...now its more on a serious note. Independence day leh...don't play play...serious stuff...&lt;/span&gt;i think its a blessing for Malaysia to be an independent country. and certainly it wasn't easy to achieve it! i can't say that i'm independent cos i'm still living under my parent's roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;oh well, it doesn't mean i don't need any help, it just means being Asian...hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, pastor K preached about faith and testimony on all 4 services. It was about having the faith to get the testimony. Testimony is not a testimony without faith at works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick recap of what happened 2 days ago:&lt;br /&gt;1) a uni friend confessed she's feeling suicidal. She's not even close to me. well, cos she's in australia cos she's born there. i told her to pray to Jesus. talk to Jesus and i gave her the salvation's prayer. Thank God for minizine!!!i was frantically searching for it cos she could go offline anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; i sorta 'forced' another uni friend to sign up for WCA. I didn't do it cos i felt 'pressured'. I felt that it would really really encourage this friend of mine cos he was given VSS and now is jobless. instead of staying at home feeling depressed and useless, i was quite adamant that he should come for this and he WILL be blessed. i believe he will be. Even if he doesn't, at least he has spent 4 hours NOT feeling depressed. I have never 'forced' anyone to go for seminars or events like this if i don'tt believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...didn't seem like a quick recap after all...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good!&lt;br /&gt;Psalms......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8656928561902692354?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8656928561902692354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8656928561902692354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8656928561902692354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8656928561902692354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-happy-day-happy-day.html' title='O&apos; happy day, happy day...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8385691106698551495</id><published>2009-08-22T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:43:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My inspiration...</title><content type='html'>Unplugged happened tonight and it was a really enjoyable time of listening to talented people performing especially Mia, Ellie and Tessie...most of all Tessie...she's just amazing...her life is such a testimony of God being &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that real-ness or reality, can only be experienced. It cannot be just told. You can't say that this water in the glass is cold until you drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm a believer of practicing what you preach THOUGH sometimes i fail to practice what i preach...and i guess its becos i didn't believe what was being TOLD to me until i have EXPERIENCED the effects of making those unwise decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i read from 2 Kings 5:1-15 about how Naaman was healed of leprosy.&lt;br /&gt;Naaman went to see prophet Elisha and was expecting to be healed according to the ways he know but all he got was a message to go wash himself in this not-so-clean river 7 times and he shall be healed. Of course, being a commander of the army...what is this nonsense to do something so simple? But he must've been a pretty good boss cos his servant advised him to try it out anyway cos if the prophet had told him to do something great, Naaman would've done it rite..wat more...this simple act? And so Naaman did...and he was healed and he said in 2 King 5:15 '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now i know that there is no god in all the earth, except in Israel.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;ALL this TROUBLE just to have Naaman &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;recognized&lt;/span&gt; that there is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;only 1 God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And..perhaps...all that we're going through now...good and bad...is just for us to know...that only Jesus is God and Him alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8385691106698551495?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8385691106698551495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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diamonds...</title><content type='html'>latest song from Rob Thomas...i like it...=)&lt;br /&gt;the chord progression sounds a bit like the new song we're singing in church...&lt;br /&gt;Great is the Lord by Equippers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6345630487429223320?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6345630487429223320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6345630487429223320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6345630487429223320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6345630487429223320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/08/her-diamonds.html' title='Her diamonds...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-838434333079415148</id><published>2009-08-16T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:10:30.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloooooom...</title><content type='html'>This year we have Doof bag...but i din't win it.&lt;br /&gt;Am still using the Bobbi Brown i won...2 years ago.HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-838434333079415148?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-6496255183727966118</id><published>2009-08-01T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:32:48.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House dedication...</title><content type='html'>I just want to thank God for the wonderful friends and people that choose to spend their Friday night with me and put the hands in the plow with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;and the gifts!wow weee...i really like the plant with red flower...and lots of Famous Amos!!! and the picture frame which can put my studio (ahem) pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped everyone enjoyed themselves with the fellowship and food that was served...i wish i could have more talking time with everyone...catch up and all..but...i was like running around...so i'm really grateful to all who set up the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;bbq pits and cook the chicken and the few people who chose to stay back and clean up the grillers and the floor for me&lt;/span&gt;...EVERYONE played a part in making this such an enjoyable time...you can't imagine how tiring it was for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BUT...i'm really glad i could bless my friends with this simple gathering..i have always wanted to have gatherings in my house...just that my previous house was too small and too mafan to get parking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know wat...they blessed me more in return!!gosh...this little Tweetie bird went around getting people to sign the card and collect love offering...this is the first time in my life i got a love offering for having a house warming...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you for your generosity...=)&lt;/span&gt; God bless you heaps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-969320437411597025.post-8720102168569017817</id><published>2009-07-24T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:58:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dresses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/Smm9n5eAk8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/c2VJGY5hT3w/s1600-h/magenta+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/Smm9n5eAk8I/AAAAAAAAAXA/c2VJGY5hT3w/s320/magenta+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362025324500521922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/Smm7TWIdIjI/AAAAAAAAAWw/uJueW_Kqhe4/s1600-h/magenta+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;suddenly i am such a fan of dresses...it does make one look really feminine...no matter how tomboyish you are..a dress just...changes how you look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suddenly a fan of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopaholicsu.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.shopaholicsu.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't get enough of it...i'm just looking at the pictures and thinking which piece should i get next...hahaha...its all YOUR fault!!!(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no, i don't mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; God. Thank God girls can wear dresses=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i feel like this...well..not really...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/Smm9zTHzbUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/YE8HA3U0EhM/s1600-h/via%2BDesign%2BCrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/Smm9zTHzbUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/YE8HA3U0EhM/s320/via%2BDesign%2BCrush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362025520365268290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;So tired from planning for the event next Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;any good recipe for marinating chicken??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for Boyceavenue who looks so good and sings so well...You and Me...i wish they were singing that to me...sighhh.....what a good bedtime song rite...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;gives you warm fuzzy feeling before falling asleeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppp...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vOzaHqczVA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vOzaHqczVA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooppsss.....*fingers slipping from keyboarddddddd..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8720102168569017817?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8720102168569017817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8720102168569017817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lane...</title><content type='html'>hmmm...i never really kept in touch with my high school friends...Only when there Facebook appears, that's the only tool i use...&lt;br /&gt;it was good getting to see them again and they've become adults...successful...on the way to success...married...getting married...engaged...getting engaged...single...and on the way to not being single...kekekeke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8117955041518085061?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8117955041518085061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8117955041518085061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8117955041518085061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8117955041518085061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/07/walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='Walk down memory lane...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2597616356815849489</id><published>2009-07-20T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:15:00.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and milk...</title><content type='html'>I just got back from visiting baby Isaiah...what a privilege to behold the one-week-old baby in my hands and to have him vomited some of his milk on me...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;such a wonder...1 thing i find about babies is that you can stare at them for the longest time and never get bored of them...and to have them looked back at you...wow..its like a priceless moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having captured their attention is like earning brownie points...like getting an A++ in your exam...&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I think they are the best stress reliever...well...maybe not when they feed at night and you have to be awake as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rush home right after work just to see my baby...when i have my own...haha...why?cannot talk about this meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;anyways...i was thinking when i have my own wedding...i'm gonna have...buffet for dinner!hahaha..or lunch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i don't want chinese round table food...i find it a waste to see so much food being thrown away!and i feel it...ya...i feel for the food...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...to be continued...battery dying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2597616356815849489?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2597616356815849489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2597616356815849489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2597616356815849489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SmCoX1K9IZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JCBXpWyV-hs/s1600-h/IMG_3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SmCoX1K9IZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JCBXpWyV-hs/s200/IMG_3681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359468683934376338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QL's house garden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SmCl3mjCKPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lsHahzf8GBI/s1600-h/IMG_3586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SmCl3mjCKPI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lsHahzf8GBI/s200/IMG_3586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359465931229767922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in G hotel's toilet...someone was in the loo and my camera was making clicking noises as i took this photo...its blur cos i was kinda worried that she would scream or come out from the cubicle and shout at me saying 'You peeping Tom!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya...like I look like a Tom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6500664283952234662?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6500664283952234662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6500664283952234662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6500664283952234662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6500664283952234662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-i-just-be-really.html' title='can i just be really...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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/_1d5UzwBayoU/SmCoX1K9IZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JCBXpWyV-hs/s72-c/IMG_3681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-990661120083084956</id><published>2009-07-06T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:28:25.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hope, my dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I found my camera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where i misplace my camera charger-__- it should be in 1 of the unopened boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today as i try to be more aware of my surroundings when i drove, i drove past my house while holding the auto gate remote control. i was thinking why isin't my house gate opening...i have pressed the right button. Then my neighbour opposite a few doors away was looking at my direction and then i realized that i had drove past my house..the gate was behind me..can you imagine how red my face was?? i pretended that i was indeed at the correct position as though i wanted to reverse my car into the house...i did reverse in but my parking was lousy. i didn't bother reparking. gosh...all the trouble...what for? Just so my neighbour wouldn't think i'm a blur sotong.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know by now that my title has nothing to do with this funny incident. perhaps it wasn't funny but still the title has nothing to do with how funny it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope...i hope for many things...&lt;br /&gt;i dream...not as many as i should...&lt;br /&gt;We are firstly spiritual beings...if we know we should eat everyday, 3-4 times a day for our earthly body, what do we feed our spirit?&lt;br /&gt;Word of God...now i understand why Jesus said that man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. what a revelation! and how often do i feed my spirit? once a day only. morning quiet time or night quiet time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my hope, all my dreams, God i lay them at Your feet...&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/969320437411597025-990661120083084956?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/990661120083084956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=990661120083084956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/990661120083084956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/990661120083084956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-hope-my-dreams.html' title='My hope, my dreams...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8849573202625164338</id><published>2009-07-04T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:16:08.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning, rain is falling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one m o r e encounter with You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8849573202625164338?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8849573202625164338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8849573202625164338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8849573202625164338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8849573202625164338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-morning-rain-is-falling.html' title='Sunday morning, rain is falling...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1770493856206948130</id><published>2009-07-01T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:46:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 July 2009...</title><content type='html'>6 months officially gone and the other half of the year has begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;gosh...today is a bit emo day...its my mentor's 2nd last day. Last night we had a farewell dinner with him in Brickfields at this restaurant that is situated in Temple of fine arts...its a new building and the concept is buffet style and you can eat as much as you want and pay as much or as little as you want. Basically any proceeds from this restaurant is a donation for the Temple of Fine Arts. To maintain it. The food is vegetarian and its cooked in such a way that it'll remind you of home cooked Indian food and mom's cooking. Quite interesting...i enjoyed ghee tosai  and green chutney the most and mango lassi is really like...fruit and milk. I also had other food lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went out and took photos and talk like a bunch of good friends. It was indeed a fun time and i enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyways, besides emo cos of my mentor, my cousin sis just moved out of house...sigh...tho i don't talk much to her(hardly a word everyday), i feel sad that...she's no longer staying with us...aiya sometimes i don't understand my parents wan...when she is around, complain about this and that...actually i think she's pretty ok lor...except being passive and a bit impolite like never address the elders when she reach home or after dinner straight away go to her room and never see her or hear from her till the next morning. So, hopefully in this new student house, she'll learn to open up and interact with peoples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say i miss them...that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1770493856206948130?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1770493856206948130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1770493856206948130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1770493856206948130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1770493856206948130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-july-2009.html' title='1 July 2009...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8043300003914573494</id><published>2009-06-27T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:06:36.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did you see it?....</title><content type='html'>yeah...neither did i...maybe i did vaguely...the week just passed by again...i couldn't remember where i had lunch on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I remember singing in church and watching Transfohmer2 with a big bunch of church friends and friends. And i remember wanting to include my colleagues for paintball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is exceptional...besides the huge media attention and the world's attention on the demise of the greatest star of the century ie Michael Jackson, it rained and its my mentor's final Friday in Malaysia...sigh...i wish..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.it wasn't this gloomy. For once, i actually feel the loss that is about to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am trying to think how to better spend it but no point cracking my head and not enjoying the moment that we have now. After the meeting this afternoon, we both logged onto Facebook and signed the memorial for MJ. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It was funny cos right after my post went up, he posted his as well and he was laughing and saying look at the Malaysia team, both on Facebook after meeting. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had lunch with the rest of colleagues and it felt like the last big family lunch that we'll have with him as colleagues. His last day in the office is next Thursday...so everyday till then will be his last days in Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgghh...so depressing...anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i had steamboat for dinner today...to celebrate Yoke's belated birthday...i don't really like steamboat buffet because i can't eat much.&lt;/span&gt; The most i can go is prolly like 5 biji of pork balls plus some bits here and there and it just doesn't feel worth it to me. I don't mind having steamboat at home tho..so we had the steamboat and i was eating my ice cream and looking at this prawn which looked really bloated and short. It just doens't look like how prawns normally look...as i looked closely, i realized that this prawn was pregnant so it had many eggs stuck below its legs.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I'm like...horrified...i felt like puking cos i'm gonna tear off its head and scales and suck up the eggs and tear its body apart and put it into my mouth.&lt;/span&gt; I really felt like not swallowing it. niweis, i forced myself to swallow it and tell myself that it is nice food.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...yeah..i think must be 1 of those rare moments that i had a pregnant prawn for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...story time up...time to bed.&lt;br /&gt;good nite readers...sweet dreams...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8043300003914573494?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8043300003914573494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8043300003914573494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8043300003914573494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8043300003914573494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-see-it.html' title='did you see it?....'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1209652198304013848</id><published>2009-06-21T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:02:47.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have overcomed...</title><content type='html'>Woow weee...yet another week has passed. So many things happened..good and bad...yet i feel unfulfilled...like i haven't done my best for this week. ok...i know my group won for Best Pasta in m church punya 2015 event. The euphoria lasted a whole 24 hours..haha..anyways, i noticed that I strive for efficiency in all that i do. I always plan for the most productive way to spend my time, talent and treasures...I can't stand having to wait except waking up time...that i don't mind waiting longer.hahahaha..niweis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I enjoy having plans in advance and yet also having spontaneous plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I enjoy driving and going for a drive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I enjoy eating and making food to eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I enjoy hanging out with friends and yet also having time alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to see and/or help someone choose to move out of their problems and turn their eyes to God or just being able to bless someone in word or deed, make their life a bit better to go through, i think, is the most fulfilling thing i would have ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...i wish i have a puppy now..he would prolly sit next me and wagging his tail and look at me with his adorable eyes...^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1209652198304013848?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1209652198304013848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1209652198304013848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1209652198304013848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1209652198304013848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-have-overcomed.html' title='We have overcomed...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5898634661784370646</id><published>2009-06-17T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:34:30.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right to be bangga for 24 hours or so!...</title><content type='html'>The Underdogs won...the dark horse won...that's what some people say...&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that 2 demure girls from Uptown Damansara could've beaten all the others.............pasta dish...HAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I"m so glad that my colleague kept her word and opened up her house and also cooked the pasta and also came to the event!i've been inviting her and even let her listen to the Yesus kupercaya song and told her how nice it is and told her its my Pastor that sang it. And today she gets to meet Pastor but not personally. She said Pastor is pretty. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the story...initially i wanted to make Carbonara pasta and since she heard about the event(cos Matt shared during PG before Revo conference that week that there will be a cooking event and that got her interested though she doesn't know how to cook pasta) and showed interest in joining, i decided to really go all the way for her if she would come...we were supposed to get her friend Arvin to cook since he made really good pasta the other time. But this guy couldn't make it. So i thought ok..since she doesn't cook pasta, i shall do the carbonara which i know how to make. And i asked for her input and she kept insisting subtly that we should put cili padi...i was like @_@ how can...the taste doesn't go with carbonara...anyways i was kinda determined that i will make the carbonara by hook or by crook...but at the back of my mind i felt i should do this together with her. So i said ok, let's put cili padi when we marinate the chicken. Then she forgot to bring the chicken back to marinate so i had to do it. So, today while driving to her house after work, she told me she has tomato paste at home and herbs and we should put garlic and onions...so i was again@_@ and then decided that...u know wat...we'll do the tomato based pasta because it will go with the cili padi idea...never mind that i had bought stuff to make carbonara cos its just milk and cream and cheese. We can still use the chicken and mushroom and parsley. At first i wanted to make the carbonara because i knew it could win but then i thought i want&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; this to be group effort and i want her to be involved, so it didn't really matter if we didn't win. hahaha...and while making the whole pasta dish process, it was pretty cool you know..i honestly dunno wat in the world is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;adante&lt;/span&gt; pasta(i googled dy so now i know) and i didn't have a clue wat kinda taste i wanted. I just knew...it will be spicy bcos of the cili padi...and my colleague Shalini did a fantastic job with choosing the right sized plate and though the color din't match, she was smart enough to put the pasta on 1 side and garnish it simply with mint leaves and tomatoes. She did all the mixing and deco and some cooking. I simply marinated the chicken and add herbs and cream whenever needed. So it was really a favour from above...woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me write the recipe down before i forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is called Fiery Bolognese =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 2-3 persons(depending how much you eat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;To marinate chicken overnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(good for YWA as we can marinate the chicken at night and then use it the next nite to cook. Chicken would then be super marinated.hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;300g of minced chicken&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4-5 pieces of cili padi chopped finely(can also grind it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-3 teaspoon of salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 teaspoon of crushed black pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 teaspoon of grinded white pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Mix well and leave to marinate overnight in cooler fridge(not freezer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;To prepare spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Boil water in medium sized pot. Put some salt and wait for water to boil. Put in about half a packet of spaghetti (You can also use fettucine or angel hair).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Boil until spaghetti looks a bit fat. I can't tell exactly how long. Prolly 20 minutes over low fire and boiling. Best to take 1 strand out and pinch off 2 cm and eat it to see if its cooked well or adante. er...ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Drain spaghetti and wash with cold water. Put 1-2 tablespoon of butter onto spaghetti and mix well. Can add more butter if you want it to be really oily looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sauce! One of the main things&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;5-6 cloves of garlic(the more the better) chopped fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;1 biji onion chopped fine or sliced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;4 cili padis chopped fine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;half bottle of Prego's tomato paste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;1-2 tablespoon of Spaghetti bolognese herbs(comes in a bottle like McCormick herbs bottle)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;4-5 tablespoon of cooking cream ( or cream or milk also can but maybe different taste lar...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;white mushroom as much as you want and sliced it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;2 tablespoon of chopped fresh parsley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;grated cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heat pan with 2-3 tablespoon of butter and another 1/4 cup of cooking oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put in garlic, onions and chopped cili padi and stir fry for few minutes or until fragrant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add in the marinated chicken. Stir fry till mostly cooked. Don't cook till meat is dry. Add some (prolly 1/4cup) pasta water(from cooking the pasta) and continue simmer for 5 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add half bottle of Prego's tomato paste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix well. Add cooking cream.Stir well. Color will turn from tomato red to orangey. Add salt to taste if tasteless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add mushroom (can also add in earlier before the tomato paste). Mix well.Simmer another 5 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sauce is now done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Finally, when ready to eat, only then mix the spaghetti and the sauce in a bowl and serve on a plate with garnishing&lt;/span&gt;. Careful not to break the pasta strands. Looks like that was 1 reason why our pasta won cos the strands didn't break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila...bon apetit! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that we won...thank You Jesus! I hope even beyond that that she will have an encounter with God personally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5898634661784370646?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5898634661784370646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5898634661784370646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5898634661784370646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5898634661784370646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-to-be-happy.html' title='The right to be bangga for 24 hours or so!...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-3975668843775422081</id><published>2009-06-14T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:23:34.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light got busted...</title><content type='html'>When things like this happened...i wished i had bought a table lamp or standing lamp so that i won't have to live in darkness or maybe sometimes when i wanna feel cosy in my own room..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;here's my list of things to-get-when-i-have-the-moneh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. table lamp or standing lamp(of course!after wat happened today)&lt;br /&gt;2. drawers for more clothes and bags&lt;br /&gt;3. car polish or wax(yeap...i plan to polish me own car, dunno if its wise but i wanna try it. maybe will grow some triceps and biceps after that...hahaha..=D)&lt;br /&gt;4. pants(i love pants)&lt;br /&gt;5. keyboard(this will prolly take longer than planned)&lt;br /&gt;6. perfume(iSsey Miyake people...)&lt;br /&gt;7. Charles and Keith shoe(why in the world rite?dunno..just like it...feels stable when i walk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...its so hot here...can't stand it anymore!!!sweating wei...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3975668843775422081?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3975668843775422081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3975668843775422081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3975668843775422081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3975668843775422081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/light-got-busted.html' title='Light got busted...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2939157127776915381</id><published>2009-06-11T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:12:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right to grieve for 24 hours-Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so cool rite the title...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;anyways...i found out on Monday that my Associate manager cum my work mentor is leaving my company by early July. I didn't know how to react when the news broke in the morning...i was geared up for a good Monday and that day when i walked past his desk, he called me and asked me if i had stored all the required informations for the 2 projects that i was assisting him in. I looked at him really annoyed cos i know i did my job and he's now like nagging me (he wasn't naggy, i just felt like he was.hahaha) and i told him i did everything he told me to do. &lt;/span&gt;Then he said 'Ok, good. Just checking cos you would need to burn these into CDs. I am transferring my projects out.' Again i looked at him funny cos no projects means no work so why in the world would he want to free himself like that. 1st thing to my mind was 'Are you leaving?' and eventually he admitted that he is. I coudln't believe my ears. I din't cry and wail but i just stood there kinda proud of myself that i got the answer right...like hitting the bull's eye...yeah! but many thoughts came thru my mind as well so i stood there speechless. He had been such a great example of a worker and supervisor and a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I learnt a lot from him. I learnt how to manage people from him and watched how he managed the monkeys from India team (he came up with that term, not me). i learnt to prioritize and stick to your decision. He said its not easy but people will respect you for that&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And he said nothing is urgent. Everything is important but nothing is urgent (besides life and death lar...talking about work). Whenever i feel stressed, i should take 10 mins break and go out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sigh...i know no one stays in the company forever. But it is to the company's loss when he leaves. And nothing the company could do to make him stay unless they change the HQ to Singapore. Anyways, he has a dream and path that he wants to be on. So, just have to let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I wish you all the best Roshan P. and thank you for taking me under your wings and mentoring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2939157127776915381?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2939157127776915381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2939157127776915381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2939157127776915381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2939157127776915381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-to-grieve-for-24-hours-part-2.html' title='The right to grieve for 24 hours-Part 2'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5313402780671470223</id><published>2009-06-08T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:18:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right to grieve for 24 hours...</title><content type='html'>i was just reading my latest blog post and realized that the 2 verses which i had placed in my blog echoes the teaching from Revo academy and P.A.R.T.Y. at night...&lt;br /&gt;Ps Sandra talked about the F.R.U and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;U stands for unwavering faith&lt;/span&gt;...amazing..God is always confirming His word to me through sermons and teachings on the weekends...when you believe and expects Him to speak...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The right to grieve for 24 hours&lt;/span&gt;...is what Ps Kenneth said we could have (cos going thru difficult time or events lar...not simply grieve wan k...)and then after that get people (such as leaders) who are willing to walk you through this process...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm grieving now...and i'm thankful that there are people willing to stand by me this time to share my grieve...making it less painful...&lt;br /&gt;you know wat makes me feel loved...last Sunday, i had a bunch of friends who was willing to wait for me for lunch after church...i din't expect them to that since i was talking to someone and only finished the conversation quite late(and i'm sure they were pretty hungry and tired cos waiting is tiring)...it really touched my heart...cos not many people would get out of their comfort zone...it may be something simple but powerful to me^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked me...what is your passion? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I...would normally laugh and then look really paiseh and pretend to think real hard and stall for more time and finally answer...'I think my passion is........aiya..not like you lar..so easy can tell...erm..actually i've been asking myself this question also...and hor...i think hor...'&lt;/span&gt; hehe...that's normally how i answer...and after beating around the bush a few times, i would mutter...s..cience...that's why i studied science..duh..and that's why i work in the medical/pharmaceutical field.&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk about it because few people can actually understand what i say. i think it prolly overlaps with some nutrition talk as well cos most people think sugar will cause diabetes and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;do you know that diabetic patients are prone to heart attacks because the extra carbo that they consumed is not only turned into insulin but also turned into cholesterol which if too much will wrap itself around the inside of the blood vessels surrounding the hear and when plaque builds up till it almost choke the blood vessels that blood pressure will increase and if the plaque continues to build till it closes the blood vessels on the inside, that's when heart attack happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...so...who would wanna talk like that to me right?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;maybe except the nutrionist and the marathon runner&lt;/span&gt;.by the way, this topic is found in the subject of Biochemistry. I used to think that i did real bad for chemistry but i like chemistry and i din't really like bio then i should take biochemistry cos it has half of this and that...i din't know it was a study of chemistry in living things. hahahahahha..ok..perhaps i got my definition wrong but its something like that lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my other passion is music..well...not like i play really well or sing real awesome but can lar..no need to cut for albums but hope to cut for it someday...hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm not sure if i wrote this in my previous blog posts but i had neighbours who are musical&lt;/span&gt;. One night i heard some music outside my door and it sounded real good...jazzy a bit. so i opened my front door and lo and behold...i could hear music coming from my neighbours' house(just next to mine) i heard the piano and saxophone and someone was singing...then a few nights later i heard piano and bass and some singing as well...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;i was like wooooahhh!&lt;/span&gt; these people are so talented...and i was so tempted to walk to my neighbour's house and invite myself in...a friend suggested i should do that and tell them that they are really noisy(with a serious face) and then break into a smile and say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'But i like it=)&lt;/span&gt;' rofl...good pickup line eh...&lt;br /&gt;i din't do that anyway...and that few occasions stirred up my heart and mind that it can be done!i can have gatherings like this in my house or someone's house and just jam...it didn't matter if we're too loud or too amateur cos...its time to learn!gosh...i will try that someday...get a few people over for dinner or tea and then start jamming...^_^&lt;br /&gt;who knows...my neighbours might come over cos they enjoyed the music and then we can...preach the good news to them!(remember to do everything with God in mind) hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so...this is one of my dreams for...now. besides owning a Honda Civic...hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;so cool man...i feel so excited now..i think my grieving time is about to end..eh..but i talk so much today...tomorrow i emo...-__-&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/969320437411597025-5313402780671470223?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5313402780671470223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5313402780671470223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5313402780671470223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5313402780671470223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/right-to-grieve-for-24-hours.html' title='The right to grieve for 24 hours...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-8257613153834552513</id><published>2009-06-01T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:12:34.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think there are...</title><content type='html'>....rats on my roof. They keep making the scratching sound...the sound is like amplified and i can hear it from my room tho i'm not near that part of their...nest. ewwww...feel like taking the insect aerosol and spray...but...i wonder if it will poison them and then they die there and then...sure got rotting smell...and then..aiyo..why i talk like so bimbo...&lt;br /&gt;and then hor...cats in the city don't live like cats...they live like humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to recharge my laptop battery...yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8257613153834552513?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8257613153834552513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8257613153834552513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8257613153834552513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8257613153834552513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-there-are.html' title='I think there are...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-599507864124473423</id><published>2009-05-31T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:39:03.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot pad...</title><content type='html'>I tried this Kinohimitsu-thingy which is a foot health pad...supposed to remove toxic from body by attracting the negative ions from your body.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; So the food pad is initially white in color and it will turn to gray,brown or yellowish brown kinda color to indicate the amount of toxin you have in your body...you stick the foot pad at the sole of your feet before you go to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really excited at the first night and the first thing i did when i woke up next day was to remove the patch to see what color it had be come. And ite looks greyish brolwn...hmm...i have no idtea what tthat means. And the niext night lalso the same color. and so is. the 3rd nite except it became a little bit lighter...so i'm thinking...perhaps this doesn't work on me after all...i still feel as sleepy and tired as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;my legs are having rashes now...gosh...its super itchy and i can't do anything to make it less itchy..tried putting on lotion and baby oil and it still doesn't work...the best so far is to scratch it and feel the burning sensation on my skin...but its bad method cos its creating scars on my legs if i scratched too hard...-__- sigh...why oh why...?when is it goin away for good!!??when will my healing come...?it should come now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body shop had sale and i couldn't resist not buying the EDT that was on 50% off!that's only RM24 for 30ml. And its Body Shop wor...well..i wanted a new perfume anyway so...it came at a good time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post up some pictures soon...when i find my camera...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-599507864124473423?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/599507864124473423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=599507864124473423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/599507864124473423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/599507864124473423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/05/foot-pad.html' title='Foot pad...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3876086037252161968</id><published>2009-05-23T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:07:47.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue strap...</title><content type='html'>arrrrggghhhh.....i watched as my blue bra strap went into the toilet bowl together with the water that i was using to wash my clothes...-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;of all days...its the nicest blue bra strap i ever have and the only one i have that compliments my green top. aaaarrrgghhh...so frustrating! sakit hati alsooooo.....so much info kan...now u know what color bra i have -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i can't stand not doing anything on a weekend...people look forward to weekends but to me (at least for now), i dread Saturday...and i dread Mondays...not cos its Monday-so-i-have-to-go-work-thing but cos its dependent on how my Sundays have been. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Maybe it just has been particularly difficult to deal with these past few months. &lt;/span&gt;Not that i'm not doing anything to make it good but i guess its a season in my life which i have to walk thru and overcome it and hopefully the sun will shine again...does anyone else feel like me too or i'm just weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I think i am an idealist and a perfectionist. But not to the extreme but of course more inclined towards this part than being a realist and a practicalist. There are times when it gets to me and i wished i could just let go of what i am holding onto. Expectations. I know i'm not perfect but pride says i am better than you, you and you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love bears all things, hopes all things...Love never fails...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, last Friday my boss gave me a prtty good review regarding my performance at work. Despite the setbacks and difficulties at the first few months, it seems i have improved tremendously according to my boss and some unnamed(and unknown to me!) colleagues. All this happened after i have been praying for an increment. Hopefully God will give me more than i could ever think or asked for!hehehe...why not lar...we serve a big and faithful God mar...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...then i should also pray for more love when i look at ppl thru my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love...she's got a rotten attitude!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love...aaaarrrrhh..i just want to slap that annoying boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;love...how in the world they get their driviing license!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;erm..and patience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pengsan....***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3876086037252161968?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-2949399153182187661</id><published>2009-05-09T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:34:47.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeee......................^_^</title><content type='html'>After weeks of moving, finally i am settled in the new place AND developing rashes or heat rashes every day....-__-&lt;br /&gt;itchy...red spots on the hands and legs and sometimes face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;anyways, ^_^ i'm glad to be able to blog again...cos the phone line wasn't changed to the new add and also the tm ppl say, must do one by one..so now change line dy, then only can change name then only can transfer streamyx..they told me 3 working days...yup...not any earlier..rite..=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much on my mind to pour out...argh..where to begin...lets begin with randomness!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I have a shoe rack still unassembled in the box. tot i needed someone strong to do cos the wood is freaking heavy!but its still there...will attempt it...soon...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wan to have my own Ipod..sounds like the coolest thing to have...alright, the marketing ppl r really good...eh..no...the advertising ppl...cos they make me feel like i'm losing out by not having one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I  a m  n o t  g o n n a  b e  h i t  b y  t w e e t e r  . . .  y e t&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gosh...the above sentence took a while to be typed out-__-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i wan to get a haircut!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wan to buy perfume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i need that set of drawers in Ikea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need a table light...kononnya untuk baca buku-buku&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so i would need to buy books to read or borrow..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need another day off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i dunno wat to wear for tomorrow's occasion...=/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Star trek's goooood..i wanna work in a place with smart and handsome looking dudes...totally...@_@&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;some ppl abandoned me to go watch wolverine=/ ok fine...i gave them permission to 'dump' me...can u sense the inner disatisfaction?or what word is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i told off my PM nicely in a email...never underestimate what i can say when i'm angry...the most logical and rational thing can actually be uttered by me...like...whatever...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;some fortunate ppl saw my dark side...like...you know...tan? ok..lame...they heard me talked super a lot  and laughed non stop at my own jokes and every word that comes out from K's mouth and i tried to tell a story which potong stim and me trying to cover that up by saying..'its MY TRADEMARK' of telling a story...-__- you wouldn't want to have anything to do with me that nite i tell ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok too much info for a day...time to hit the sack and snore....opppsss...did i say i snore...no i din't...duh....&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2949399153182187661?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2949399153182187661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2949399153182187661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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thoughts on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;      I am either blessed or am a blessing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i am trying to say is that in life, i am either a blessing to someone or i need to be blessed by someone who will be a blessing to me.hahaha...macam so philosophical kan...hahahaha...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some blogs are fun to read...some are just pure emo such that you must be mentally prepared when you read it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;am getting really random here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i thank God for friends who are around when you need their company and encouragement and laughter...friends who just loves you just as you are and enjoys your company...i can be really bratty and they will just ignore me but later make fun of me...its nice being spoilt sometimes but also depends on who i am hanging out with la...if with another 'kid' then gosh...i'll feel left out..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap..so...friends mean a lot to me...because they are like my extended family(if we're close enough)i hope i can be there for them when they need a friend...wow...macam lagu pernah dengar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;do you know that my neighbour teaches piano and i think he or she plays the saxophone too??so cool kan...must get some friends and just jam some jazzy stuff with them...then i can practice singing too..hahahahahhahahaa..ok...randommmmm...sounds like Sam W =P&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/969320437411597025-426624572792459756?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/426624572792459756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=426624572792459756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/426624572792459756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/426624572792459756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/04/either-or.html' title='Either or...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-5895301413191501052</id><published>2009-04-11T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:24:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying roaches and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yesterday was Good Friday, 10 April 2009. I just got home and it was a pretty good day for me...after 2 weeks of having my inbox jammed everyday cos of 80 emails daily asking questions for a simple thing and ppl replying with thanks or great or wonderful or please reply her(like duh!!!) and then just asking for clarification and confirmation....so, i'm very happy that normally in one hour, i receive 10-20 emails, but today for the whole day i only received 10 emails =D cos it was Good Friday in 90% of the offices worldwide and we poor West Malaysian don't have such holidays!!!=/ anyways, its a breather for me as i can take it easy and do my other work(which has been piling bcos of those emails and the horrible Excel sheets which must be updated daily and also my associate manager's work requests-__-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a dept meeting...it finally dawned on me today why i din't pass my first interview in March 08 with this new company. I found out that the April 08 batch went to the Phillipines for training and my colleague who was at this training had to live with flying cockroaches in the class where they were being trained and also cockroaches crawling up the wall in their classroom...ewww...&gt;_&lt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank God i din't get selected to go in that April batch...if i did, i would have the most horrible time in my life &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for that, the 'reward' is.......i got to go to Taiwan! where everything is clean and i din't see a single roach crawling in the classroom^_^  even my hotel room is clean and air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;God is so amazing kan...He already knows my need...even before i say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;You're the BEST!!!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5895301413191501052?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5895301413191501052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5895301413191501052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5895301413191501052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5895301413191501052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/04/flying-roaches-and.html' title='Flying roaches and...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-521585917916867437</id><published>2009-04-05T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:18:35.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Revo Penang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Can't think of a funkier title..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;It was awesome!it was better than last year's..haha..sorry ler...compare like that...we had more food..chee cheong fun, char kuey teow, popiah, egg tarts, pau(which we din't eat cos we were fasting!), fruits, tom yam, chinese pancake, lobak...yummy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The first nite on Friday was in FGA Air Itam, it rained before the event and people started to trickle in after 7.30pm. Started at 8pm and it was my first time singing in REVO! so i was pretty excited..but the crowd wasn't...as excited as i thought they would be. nevertheless, after Pastor preached the message, the last song was so rocking good that i was shocked to see some ppl on our team, rocking it too!&lt;/span&gt; i mean..hello..these people stand straight and don't move when they play in church service but went wild in REVO...ahaha..u know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i was enjoying myself..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.i jumped a lot so that they would jump as well but they din't really followwwwwww meeee...was awesome seeing the drummer drumming his best despite being in-knee-ed. hahahahaha...acoustic guitarist cum WL aka Joel V. kinda lost his voice after leading and once again during supper time, as it had always been in his tradition, his Char kuey teow din't come so he had to eat Chinese pancake with choc in it.  Talking about food, tom yam was highly recommended in Telok Bayan but i din't have it cos i din't want to lose my voice completely. i absolutely loved the lo bak but there was none left-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char kuey teow was overrated and i'm never gonna have it there the NEXT time...&lt;br /&gt;I met some of the girls which i got to know of last year and got to know new girls this year!woohoo!nice meeting them..they r so cute.( i mean personality wise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I was encouraged to learn that the EPCC started their own dance crew (called Storm) and band (Point of Difference) bcos of Revo last year and they also wrote their own songs!very good...this is what Revo is for!!!for new things to be birthed out! not just a feel good session!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After lunch with the pastors on Sat, miss Eu was so kind to ask her mom to buy the famous chee cheong fun and char kuey teow for us!!!it was sooo nice!this is what you call Penang food!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After that, when we went to EPCC to get ready, their sandwich din't taste as good as last nite's(cos on Fri nite we were starving!cos we din't have a good lunch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i thank God for the friends made and that were on this trip. my seat mates and surrounding seat mates and roomies. You guys and girls are really cool..talking about band tours and sharing your life stories. You made it really enjoyable for me and i enjoy serving with them=)&lt;br /&gt;As for my sleeping buddies, thank God you girls stayed over or i would've dragged myself out of bed to church and prolly looked half dead during church service...surprisingly, i didn't feel tired at all and i looked like i had a good night sleep!well..looked almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;indeed, the Holy Spirit is my helper. Last trip, i skipped the morning service while everyone on my team went to church!i felt so guilty...and i reasoned saying i don't have enough sleep and its ok to miss it cos got evening service also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;So, indeed, Holy Spirit is my helper..^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..i have another testimony, on Thurs morning i woke up at 5am with an excruciating pain in my stomach, such that you get cold sweat and feel nauseous and vomit a little. First few things on my mind was 'oh no!i wanna go Revo Penang!i can't miss it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After that, i was thinking if i should go to the hospital and then prayed in my heart, By His stripes i am healed!Kept repeating that..mom put some ointment on my tummy and eventually, i feel asleep as the pain subsides..saw the doctor in the morning and took the medication and then remmebered that on Fri we're supposed to fast breakfast together as a team. i was thinking perhaps i could just eat my medicine only and drink milo and basically i was thinking how not to fast. perhaps they would understand. but then i felt like...this is so faithless!&lt;/span&gt; i remember 1 person's testimony on how she was healed of gastric by choosing to fast. i wanted a testimony of my own too, but i was also afraid of wat my mom would say to me if i don't have my breakfast on Friday morning. So i choose to wake up like real last min such that my mom coudln't ask me if i had my breakfast and all. it worked!i rushed to go to church adn my mom din't manage to ask me at all..and basically on Friday, i fasted breakfast...i din't have any food to eat or milo to drink all the way till lunch time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;praise God!i didn't have any burning sensation in my tummy or pain and i din't take may medication at all!Zilch...none.i continue to claim for complete healing...up till now also no pain and no gastric!^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-521585917916867437?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/521585917916867437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=521585917916867437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/521585917916867437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/521585917916867437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-revo-penang.html' title='2009 Revo Penang...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5937234118710882014</id><published>2009-03-18T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:51:41.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of blue skies and green paddy fields..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;its beautiful place...but not for work! Experienced the kindness of strangers from the natives...its..amazing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;cramps again...but its so much longer than normal..=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;so glad its over...din't have good feeling about this trip...but amidst it all...God answered my prayers and i'm finally home sweet home..never missed home this much...-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5937234118710882014?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5937234118710882014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5937234118710882014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5937234118710882014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5937234118710882014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-blue-skies-and-green-paddy-fields.html' title='Of blue skies and green paddy fields..'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5919352682390976175</id><published>2009-03-15T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:45:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesteryears...</title><content type='html'>it seemed so long ago...but it was only 3 months ago...that i revisited my campus in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walked the path from my old house (where my housemate still stays in after 5 long years i left), i could hear the silence...i see houses but there were no sign of human until i reached the main road where there were people eating and walking and cars passing by but i felt so alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i have a friend walking with me...&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached our university and newly graduated graduates were around taking photos with their family members and friends near the river, on the foot bridge and near the lawn inside the campus...we walked past the library and i remember going there to study during my study week and i would be there from morning 9-10am till night at 8pm. After the library closed, i will walk to the student support services to take the bus home and i remember it will always be dark and cold when i sit in the bus ( but its actually a van that can seat 12-15 ppl) and sometimes wait for a long time just to reach home cos these buses send you straight to your doorstep. There was no warmth being in the library or in the bus. Maybe that's why i don't really like it when i walked past that place again...&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would be so happy to see my university again and just walking past them i would be filled with happy memories but i didn't really remember the joy and as i looked back now, i wondered how did i survive those years...&lt;br /&gt;One thing i clearly remember was the fellowship and gathering that i had with my friends in Adelaide. We would go to each other's house and cook up something delicious like carbonara (by Kris Ho), bak kut teh(by Bernard and John), curry chicken(Elaine), Red Rock deli(by Yenni-well she didn't cook it but she does cook something which i don't remember now.hahaha), Chinese food ( by Lok Ing and ChuChu and Wilson) and i think i contributed in making 'tong 'sui'. oh!and crabs too!(by Samuel).&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite foods were the Vietnamese food on Addison Road, bubble tea in Central Market, chocolate croissant in Baker's Delight, sweet green grapes, cherries and persimmon in the Central Market, Kabana( a type of sausage) in Central Market, cheddar cheese, milk, juice, Boost juice(overrated but nice drink), chips! and chocolate and pies, chicken schnitzel in Paradise Cafe, choclate or coffee drink from the cafes, gelati from Cibo, dim sum from Dong something place...I think that's all i can remember for now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why i put on weight!but then again, its cold over there so need the extra fats ^_^&lt;br /&gt;ok...back to the point, friends make my stay in Adelaide wonderful. and we still keep in touch till now...having a good church helps as well...and overall, it was a good experience lar...&lt;br /&gt;road trips and beaches are beautiful there...erm...my thoughts are not flowing anymore...its time to sleep...nite nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5919352682390976175?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5919352682390976175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5919352682390976175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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do...travel by airplane for a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kuantan by air today...it was a fast ride...and scariest by far...not sure if its because the pilot's name is Morgan...it could be Indian...or it could be...something else..&lt;br /&gt;anyways...we went thru a turbulence..at first i was ok...bcos its normal to experience a bit of turbulence...but this was different....i could feel my heart drop twice...its like sitting in a roller coaster...you can feel it when the roller coaster suddenly drops down the track.That's how it felt like...and for once...i was asking myself if i was ready to be with the Lord !_!&lt;br /&gt;My answer.........no!not yet!I haven't told my parents that i really care for them&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it dawned on me that dying REALLY does put life into perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4 years ago...i was in kuantan for a 'sabbatical'..haha...yeah...funny that i'm using that word.and today...it felt like another 'sabbatical' that was unplanned..again after the storm. i saw the sunrise the other time..and today i saw sunset...i think...its time for a new beginning...well..i really hope so..cos i don't like running in circles...so ber-parable ar my post today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;seeeeeee..how truly malaysian i have become and experienced...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8897702554744991258?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8897702554744991258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8897702554744991258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8897702554744991258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8897702554744991258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/03/truly-malaysian.html' title='Truly Malaysian...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-484708736938350060</id><published>2009-03-01T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:47:53.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Wise 3...</title><content type='html'>I feel like blogging but i don't know what to talk about...its raining outside now and its cooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My new place is almost done up and i can't wait to move in there...its got a fresh coat of paint and new automated door. No more getting down from the car to open the door...i love it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i found out yesterday that the color of my room(the feature wall) is the same as the toilet walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-__- oh well...i din't want to put another coat of paint but today my dad told me that we can still paint a new color free of charge...i just need to pay for the paint not the labor...so niweis...i din't really bother about it and my mom decided to decide for me and chose something pink.&gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;This coming week is gonna pretty busy for me but though i know its gonna be busy, God will somehow make it bearable for me...cos i experienced His...goodness towards me last Thurs. I was expecting a hectic day on Thurs and i was pretty distracted during vocal lesson on Wed nite as i wanted to go home quickly to read up on my project as the training is on Thurs early morning. But as i reached work early on Thurs, i found out that my training has been postponed to Friday...which gives me more time to read and breathe...wow...its amazing...and then the no. of doctors that i'm supposed to find has been reduced from 8 to 6. which is even better cos i only have 5 and i'm hoping for 3 more doctors. Its not easy...because of the timeline and the fact that this will be my 1st project and i have absolutely no experience in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;To make matters worse, i started to fall sick and not only that...i have other problems to handle..if i call that a problem ie matters of the mind...sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Though i want to excel in my career/work...ministry and church will always be 1st in my heart...i cannot bear the thought of doing all the work of the world and not of God as i believe God's work is everlasting...and brings more fulfilment. But that doesn't mean i want to do badly at work...i choose to do well at work to demonstrate that God is with me at work and when you have God, you are always at the winning side...hahaha...He will always work things out for me...just like last Thursday's...yes...i do encounter hard times but i choose to press on...sometimes i ask..why is it so hard?why can't You just make this all disappear? i know You can...but sometimes He doesn't...but i still press on...asking for strength and help...because to have Him is better than not having Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;hmm...perhaps now i should also ask for blessing and 'mountains' to be removed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;tomorrow...expecting the busyness and yet at the same time for His grace and mercy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;His mercies are new every morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i'm thankful to be called His Child...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. check out Planetshakers-I Just Want You...i think can d/load kua...not sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rhapsody.com/planetshakers"&gt;http://www.rhapsody.com/planetshakers&lt;/a&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/969320437411597025-484708736938350060?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/484708736938350060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=484708736938350060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/484708736938350060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/484708736938350060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-miss-wise-3.html' title='Little Miss Wise 3...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2823946782243634005</id><published>2009-02-20T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:44:16.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Wise 2...</title><content type='html'>ah...if YOU detailed minded people noticed, i always put 3 dots to my title...and also at the end of my so called end of sentence. like this ... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..just wanted to point that out...tmr am going to choose paint colours for the new place..gosh...i'm gonna make it entirely my own idea if possible but its really tiring...and just thinking about the colours is enough to make me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted warm colours but not yellow and orange...i hate purple...blue reminds me of toilet...red is too bold...white is ok...but not for walls...for ceiling is fine. So i wanted brown, pink, green and grey and beige...its difficult to coordinate because we dun wan to waste so much paint...&lt;br /&gt;so..tmr is the day to buy paint...lets hope that it will turn out well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play 'tagged'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged,                                                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;by no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a patient driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i hurt: &lt;/span&gt;when i fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i love: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to eat pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and reckless drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cockroaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to get my scuba diving license one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the sound of fan moving above my head now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i care: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how the color would turn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i always: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;check for my car keys as i walk towards the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i long to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;go for a beach holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i listen: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to Jason mraz i'm yours for 2 days now and i like it so much now compared to when it first came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i hide: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when my mother sends me to the babysitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i drive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a little fat car that is quite fuel efficient and cute but i prefer a sleek car better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sing: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;more now compared to last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dance: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;less now cos i sing more now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i write: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blogs to remind me of myself in case i have amnesia later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i breathe: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the air after it rains and i feel all relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i search:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;using Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i learn:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;by looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i feel: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i know: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i can blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i succeed:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in making the tastiest pizza toast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fail:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in my physics paper in form 4.1st test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i dream: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of snow skiing in Switzerland...right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and wake up coughing for the past few weeks dy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if i could fit Vera Wang's gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i want: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to eat cheese naan now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i worry: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when i don't know what will happen next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i have: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a G2K jacket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i give: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;way to pedestrians who cross the road...sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i fight:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when i'm impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i wait: &lt;/span&gt;more patiently if i have someone to talk to in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i am: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a girl.oh..no..lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i stay: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in Adelaide before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i smile: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when i see babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i will: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;try my best to keep my weight as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i should: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;be going to sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;i tag: &lt;/span&gt;you who wants to be tagged.yeah..lame joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2823946782243634005?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2823946782243634005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2823946782243634005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2823946782243634005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2823946782243634005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-miss-wise-2.html' title='Little Miss Wise 2...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-4392852165412581978</id><published>2009-02-18T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:16:16.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly wed's cooking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I tell you..newly weds..they can cook a decent meal but my stomach can never take it...the 1st time i ever ate the food that my friend cooked(she was recently married then), it was wonderful...tasty..it was lasagna..wah..hardly get wan wor..and somemore she goes to church wan...sure learn a lot of recipes from the aunties that serve in the hospitality team..but..i was talking so much to them and i finished the whole thing by myself(they had some too but not as much as i had)...the next day or the night itself..i had diarrhea...oh man...it was awful...and it went for 1 or 2 days..seriously the type that makes you exhausted..wah..ok never mind...never been to their house for a meal after that...like a year now...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then this Mon i went to my friend's house for dinner...also recently married..5 months..and my goodness..i went to the toilet right after the meal...another round of watery stool and farts...-_- so...i concluded that before you all get married, please know how to cook and keep the food well..cos my friend..she served me vege that was in the fridge for 4 days..and she steamed it for 20 mins and served it and it had a weird smell..i tot it was vege smell and i ate some until her husband said..i think the vege is spoilt...and we all looked at the vege for 1 minute...then i threw it away and my friend got upset with her husband..'see lar!you make her scared to eat it!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-_- no offense ler...if you are reading this..hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-4392852165412581978?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4392852165412581978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4392852165412581978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4392852165412581978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4392852165412581978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/02/newly-weds-cooking.html' title='Newly wed&apos;s cooking...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1934704246944417024</id><published>2009-01-22T21:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:16:50.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite photos...from land down under..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh_dDzy_2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/y_M3fA2SiSY/s1600-h/IMG_3376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh_dDzy_2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/y_M3fA2SiSY/s200/IMG_3376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294121499189509986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melbourne-with my uni friend, Melanie Tran(we met randomly and we became good friends)i like cos we both look good.hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh-6WGxydI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mxA_9nASdUg/s1600-h/IMG_3283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh-6WGxydI/AAAAAAAAAWI/mxA_9nASdUg/s200/IMG_3283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294120902805539282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same place..posing for an advertisement...yeah right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh-LryYbmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/rdUj9p7CkOw/s1600-h/IMG_3275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh-LryYbmI/AAAAAAAAAWA/rdUj9p7CkOw/s200/IMG_3275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294120101171719778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney-The Rocks somewhere..posing lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh9q2zTdWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7w8ddSacCI0/s1600-h/IMG_3262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh9q2zTdWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7w8ddSacCI0/s200/IMG_3262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294119537192695138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney-The Rocks area..there was this painting on the wall..pretty cool stuff..i also saw joker which his face painted and walking down the street...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh8uN6sLII/AAAAAAAAAVw/HG0sja2BPGw/s1600-h/IMG_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh8uN6sLII/AAAAAAAAAVw/HG0sja2BPGw/s200/IMG_3143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294118495425670274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydeny-Opera house as the sun was setting. The sun sets at 9pm!Not bad leh..from my point and shoot camera..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh8F_JvGLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HWRVFAJx5FA/s1600-h/IMG_3007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh8F_JvGLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HWRVFAJx5FA/s200/IMG_3007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294117804267477170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney-Evie(Wilson's distant cousin)&amp;amp;I-I like the colors and natural poses..ahem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh7XEfK2JI/AAAAAAAAAVg/KMEcv6w8KNE/s1600-h/IMG_2978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh7XEfK2JI/AAAAAAAAAVg/KMEcv6w8KNE/s200/IMG_2978.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294116998245701778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sydney-Wilson.Ing(Looking very happy while signing the papers-not bad kan..can capture the emotion..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh60IsrPWI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XUW7BZRsKxc/s1600-h/IMG_2913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh60IsrPWI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XUW7BZRsKxc/s200/IMG_2913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294116398080671074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney-Cropley House(main entrance) I like how artistic this looks..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh53adWAfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ccA5haBfhK0/s1600-h/IMG_2692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh53adWAfI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ccA5haBfhK0/s200/IMG_2692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294115354876183026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sydney-Queen Victoria station?I like cos i look pretty good too..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh0XnLBmqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/W_O307NZwR0/s1600-h/IMG_2531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh0XnLBmqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/W_O307NZwR0/s200/IMG_2531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294109310975056546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canberra-Yenni's room and cat( The cat didn't bite me,yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXhz3Jrxs-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XMvdiVGG6vE/s1600-h/IMG_2448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXhz3Jrxs-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XMvdiVGG6vE/s200/IMG_2448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294108753303548898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canberra-Me.Yenni(Parliment House behind us)i like it cos i look pretty..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1934704246944417024?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1934704246944417024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1934704246944417024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1934704246944417024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1934704246944417024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-favorite-photosfrom-land-down-under.html' title='My favorite photos...from land down under..'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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/_1d5UzwBayoU/SXh_dDzy_2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/y_M3fA2SiSY/s72-c/IMG_3376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-3756586630748084315</id><published>2009-01-20T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:18:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good byes are hard to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Good byes are hard to say...bad byes is just walking away without saying byes..those are easier to do...easier for the do-er but not the receiver. which would you prefer to have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I think i would prefer to receive the good byes but i would rather give the bad byes..only cos its easier to do. but i also know that i can never leave in peace if i did give a bad bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;anyways, if i can have it my way, i would rather not say good bye at all unless its death...the after effect won't be such a blow...perhaps...it would be a blow as well but at least you know there's nothing you can do about it and nothing you can do to bring that person back to life again.unless, you have the faith like the widow who can bring the dead back to life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Snow Patrol...i don't really listen to the lyrics but i enjoy the music..emo...&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/969320437411597025-3756586630748084315?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3756586630748084315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3756586630748084315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3756586630748084315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3756586630748084315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-byes-are-hard-to-say.html' title='Good byes are hard to say...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-1383540199046300730</id><published>2008-12-30T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:01:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ultimate benefit of being the only one...</title><content type='html'>Well, I think its the ultimate benefit...of being the only child in the family...it is...the excuse of being selfish..erm...more like not sharing my favourite food with other people and if i really really like that cookie...its mine!i will hide if from everyone's view and keep it to myself and run to my room, close the door and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;take my time to finish it up and then when its gone.&lt;/span&gt;..i'll sneak out again and go for the cookie jar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...that's wat i used to do as a kid..well...almost...not to the cookie but to food...hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i have this thought...&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;if you ever see us(the only kid in the family)&lt;/span&gt; suddenly behaving like this little girl or boy who refuses to share her food or toys with anyone, please understand that as the only child in the family, we do not share our stuff with anyone and our parents would gladly give us their share. So, don't expect us to share that piece of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;sinfully delicious chocolate coated brownie topped with vanilla ice cream &lt;/span&gt;with you..and you should understand that we are wat we are..and thus should not blame us for not knowing how to share because we do not share.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha...something like that ler...just that if i don't share with you, i have an excuse by saying i'm the only child in the family and i do not share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...now...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;to people who always ask this question&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How does it feel like to be the only child in the family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Its awesome, super awesome =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1383540199046300730?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1383540199046300730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1383540199046300730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1383540199046300730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1383540199046300730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/12/ultimate-benefit-of-being-only-one.html' title='The ultimate benefit of being the only one...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-554014154380309888</id><published>2008-12-19T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:04:44.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments that connect...</title><content type='html'>coming soon nath...been out whole day and by the time get back at night, so tired dy...and sometimes limited access to internet ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last destination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm now at my last stop before i return to Brissie...and this is another highlight of this trip...Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;The place i lived in for 2 years in my early 20s...and after 5 years i'm back for a visit..its still as quiet and things look a little bit older...and seems to have more ppl this time..perhaps its the 'graduation' season..friends and family come for the graduation of their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Today i had a walk from my old house to the uni and i bumped into 2 people that i used to know and now no longer keep in touch. couldn't remember their names..only their faces and i knew i know them. Pang Sze and Lewis Liao...i am determined to remember their names.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to Paradise Community church for thei Christmas special events. They had Marina Prior to sing and my goodnes...her singing is very very good...and then we also sang some carols and the whole 'performance' made me miss my home church very much. i wish i could be home for Christmas.serious. i never tot i would miss Christmas  in church but i do =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nomadic life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For 2 week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s i've been living out of a suitcase and taken many planes to different cities...at first it was enjoyable..but now i feel kinda sick of flying cos i get mild nausea..on my way to Adelaide, as the plane was approaching the landing strip, i saw wat looked like small hills with no trees and no lights and suddenly a big spread of streetlights and houselights...its like seeing day and nite, black and white..its an amazing view from up there and i realized that Adelaide is not as small as i tot it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reflections...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know how we sometimes just connect so well with someone we just met and we would start talking like old buddies and make jokes and 'kutuk' the fella mercilessly and then bestowed them with a nick name?..&lt;br /&gt;well...today i bestowed 2 persons with that...one is Andrew's elder sister Ruey Shu and another is a friend Raymond. cos in Aussie, the culture there  is like...they like to shortened ppl's name  so Ruey(pronounced as Rae) is called Rae and Raymond is also Ray...so  today after church service, i was like in a 'mabuk' state decided to call Rae as Do Re Mi and i told this to Jenn Yong(a guy) and he..dunno if he's the lame joker said we can call Raymond, Doraemon...&lt;br /&gt;i was like YOU"RE RIGHT!!! lets call them doremi and doraemon so that we could differentiate them and being so excited, i told Rae and Ray the news and Rae tot i had a fever cos i was like so hyper and laughing and laughing and laughing...&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me that its been a while since i have so much fun and being so lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DoReMi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DoRaeMon&lt;/span&gt;...gosh...@_@&lt;br /&gt;and i guess moments like this...when u look at it from hindsight..will be something that will be remembered forever and when we have kids and when we meet up, we're gonna say lame things like this and our kids will prolly roll their eyes and say their parents are weird...hahaha...interesting isin't it..^_^&lt;br /&gt;its a happy day..thank You Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-554014154380309888?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/554014154380309888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=554014154380309888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/554014154380309888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/554014154380309888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/12/moments-that-connect.html' title='Moments that connect...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8762044979548946900</id><published>2008-12-07T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:08:11.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun kissed...?no....</title><content type='html'>i was trying to upload my pics today but dunno why...tak jadi..gosh...am so tired now..supposed to be a holiday but i'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;i went to Surfer's Paradise today..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;.i got myself ready..putting on sun block on my hands and legs and headed to the beach&lt;/span&gt;...oh dear...it was cloudy as we were on our way there...and i was like noooooooooo...please...God...give us the sun...well...the sun still din't come out from behind the clouds..was there for only 1 hour and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; i complained that i couldn't get much tan out of it.-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos my friend's church service was in the afternoon...we quickly got ready after an hour drive from Surfer's Paradise..i was fine all the way till the evening..i started to feel itchy on my back...i realized...i was...burnt...&lt;br /&gt;imagine if the sun was hot...i think..i would've died...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;thank God rit&lt;/span&gt;e...really...hehehehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;just an excuse to indulge again..&lt;/span&gt;) i had green tea ice cream frappe and bubble tea...once again..if i look well endowed after Christmas...its...erm...good stuff..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8762044979548946900?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8762044979548946900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8762044979548946900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8762044979548946900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8762044979548946900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/12/sun-kissedno.html' title='Sun kissed...?no....'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-4273503879105627844</id><published>2008-12-06T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:56:34.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't believe I'm here...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I left this same soil 5 years ago..hoping that one day i will return...either for a visit/holiday or for a new job...&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Today is the day&lt;/span&gt;...history is made...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm back in Australia&lt;/span&gt;...not for a new job but for a visit/holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i stepped down from the plane, it looks the same..like i never left Malaysia but the people were different...there were ang mos directing the people to the terminal and lugging our bags from the plane...wow..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;the sky is still the same..but the people made the difference...i'm now a foreigner in this country..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of people checking into the country but no one was rushing. And people were mainly polite. i forgot to check with my friend where i will be staying and the lady at the counter was not pleased.-_- niweis..forgot to tell u bout the journey...the flight attendants were obnoxious. As tho we paid them peanuts..hmm..maybe we paid the company peanuts but i dun think they r being paid peanuts.hahaha...the seats were just nice for me. Not enough to move much and 1 nose-high-up flight attendant din't pass me an immigration card...-_-do i look like an Australian to you??well...if u think so, i am flattered^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for my friend to pick me up and finally she came with a white Nissan Tiida(?)^_^ yippee...my phone has international roaming so i was like calling ppl...hey!yo!i'm in australia yo!catch ya laters..=P&lt;br /&gt;Me friend and i drove randomly to this shopping place in Harbour park where we had breakfast.the first place i went was the supermarket...i was like...in awe...cos there were lots and lots of food!!!!!hahahahha...i bought chips and juices and can you believe it???no 100plus drink and the weather was soooooooo hot...it wasn't humid but hot!thirsty all the time...i dunno why, when i ordered breakfast..the lady gave me 2 bacon and egg rolls-_- do i look like i can eat a lot???anyways...after that we went to the beach!but...i...din't swim cos ...wasn't planning too...niweis...&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOUBLE ANOINTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rite...after beach we went to Harbourtown...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh myyyyyyy gooooooosssssshhhhhh!soooooooo cheeeeeeeaaaaaaaapppp&lt;/span&gt;...well in AUD lar...imagine getting a pair of jean for only 40bucks!!with a belt somemore!and i got a top for only 5 bucks!!!nice wan k...no play play..since it was such a hot day...i decided to indulge in another fruit smoothies...i ordered a regular Melon Madness...comes with watermelon and rockmelon n etc..the lady looking like she couldn't understand me..came back to me after 3 mins and said..'&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;(with the Australian accent)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we don't have any rock melon&lt;/span&gt;...-_-right..so i..smiled and said &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;its ok&lt;/span&gt;...then after 3 mins..she said 5.45 please...and then she gave me large fruit smoothies..oh...i tot i ordered a regular and paid for a regular and got a large!!wooohoooo...^_^ double anointing day..1st with the bacon roll and now smoothies...i think i'm gonna look real well fed when i go back malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe...&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/969320437411597025-4273503879105627844?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4273503879105627844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4273503879105627844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4273503879105627844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4273503879105627844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-believe-im-here.html' title='Can&apos;t believe I&apos;m here...!'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-7093987743823835152</id><published>2008-11-12T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:47:35.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while...</title><content type='html'>wow...been a long while since my last entry..my &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aim was to write at least 1 post a week and look at me...only 1 post a month now...haha..yes..been in the new job for almost 3 months now...&lt;br /&gt;it has been like a honeymoon for 2.5 months and just this week, i started getting some real work to do!!woohoo...i've been complaining for not having any work to do...well...that's cos i realized i din't know how to do self-learning...cos my company is so web-based that everything u need is online. So i came to my senses and tried to make myself read the guidelines online. i tell you..i feel so guilty for reading cos its like you're not working...so...like...gaji buta...&lt;br /&gt;anyways...i just wanna share 2 events that happened recently and...rant about it..yeah...that's right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;AYA awards nite @KLPAC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;This time i was&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; involved with the choir called the AYA choir led by Mia P. herself!woohoo...good learning experience...tiring as well cos commitment to go for practice every Wednesday nite...and considering i already have my hands full with church band...wasn't keen on joining for long term..oh well..i dunno what i will do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just dun wanna do things halfway...and i guess the more i say that, the more i will do it...and i wanna make sure i have enough passion to last me thru the tough times...cos there are days when i really really wanted to ponteng practice but i din't...cos people like Kamini and Tessie really...made it enjoyable..and Pris and Jess and Mich and Carol...just about everyone that i know( i still dunno a lot of ppl there).&lt;br /&gt;So we sounded really horrible until that day itself when we are to performed.wow...the acoustic in the room in KLPAC does make a difference cos we sounded so good when we practiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i think we did good...we still made a mistake at that particular part but they say no one will notice cos it will be their 1st time listening to it..haha..well..i do hope they din't hear the mistake!&lt;br /&gt;pictures please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..so lazy now...can i do it tmr?wanna sleep dy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hon Mun's wedding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;well...this guy was my classmate in high school...in form 4 and 5.he looked real boyish and a bit nerdy and a bit too serious when it comes to studying...i find him a little weird...just being honest here...but wow...10 years later..now attending his wedding and he's married to a beautiful wife...i think she looks beautiful and he's been with her for 7 or 8 years b4 he proposed...not bad at all..that this guy can love someone for so long...and last till marriage.&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i finally saw some of my schoolmates and classmates at the dinenr and its so nice to see them again..most have grown fatter and mature while 1 or 2 of them maintained. some have grown prettier..ahem..and more beautiful..ahem ahem...more handsome...or more pimples...ehhehe...and most are attached either married or with a gf/bf.gosh...i felt a bit..funny...haha..not pressured...just kinda wish i ahve a friend to talk to...and i guess i will only feel that when in a wedding with ppl i hardly talked to and just not like my good friends kinda thing...&lt;br /&gt;like for my friends wedding in sept...i had such a great time even though no pratner to bring cos i have a good friend to talk to and share my tots with...soemone i haven't seen for so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pictures&gt; soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7093987743823835152?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7093987743823835152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7093987743823835152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7093987743823835152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7093987743823835152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-3737383262505696047</id><published>2008-10-10T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:16:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby full moon party...</title><content type='html'>aaaaaaaahh...its been such a looooong time since i last pampered myself...used the face mask and body scrub...feels so cleannn...i'm so ready to sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from my friend's baby full moon party...wah..so much food to eat!satay, fried sotong, fish, chicken, squid, ice kacang, kuih, fruits, soya bean, orange juice...the variety is awesome..its like attending a Chinese wedding kenduri...so glad i din't stuff myself after lunch tho i had craving for KFC and McDs...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been good.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God redeemed me in my workplace&lt;/span&gt;...-_-' and there were a few things that happened as well and if i have the time(and mood), i will share it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya...my blog look quite boring ler...i wonder how i can make it more fresh using autumn colors...hmmm...let me try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3737383262505696047?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3737383262505696047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3737383262505696047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3737383262505696047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3737383262505696047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/10/baby-full-moon-party.html' title='Baby full moon party...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-1606049111046070040</id><published>2008-10-04T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:23:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya time again...</title><content type='html'>had a really busy week...attending dinners and lunches here and there =P Thank God for good friends...haha...there was 1 particular group of friends who were really cute...wanted to surprise me on my birthday eve but i wasn't home!HAHAHAHAHA...niweis...thanks guys and gal for your effort...it was really really sweet of you...^_^i'll make sure i be home the next time..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Finally its the weekends again...after working for 2 days and resting for 2 days cos it was Raya...today felt like Mon...but the road was super clearrrrr...if only everyday is like this...wah..so happy...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went hiking on the 1st day of Raya at Hulu Langat near the mountain called Gunung Nuang..hiked for bout 1.5 hours and we got to the waterfall...the water was super cold but it was refreshing. Especially after threading through the forest and getting all worked out over little leeches threatening to suck my blood...which i praise God that i din't get any bloody bites on my leg...you see..i din't prepare myself mentally and physically..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i tot it was a stroll to the waterfall so i brought only my slip on shoes.WITH NO SOCKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;more skin area for them to cling on!!!-_-&lt;br /&gt;but i felt somehow that i won't get any bites on my leg. I guess it was God reassuring me that i will be ok...no leeches would suck on my legs that day. And i seriously din't have any leech bites. there were 2 that stuck onto my leg at diff time but in my panic moments, i pulled them and sweeped them off my leg.&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fter a nice cool dip in the waterfall and taking a nap on the log above the water...it was time to go for a feast. So we ran ...almost ran down the hiking path rushing to reach our cars first so that we can enjoy the delicious Lam Mee &lt;/span&gt;which eventually we din't manage to eat cos the shop close dy...its ok...still, it was adventurous=) I find myself getting old and grumpy about this kinda hikes...not as enthusiastic as i used to be and liked to be...does this come with age? then again, age is a matter of mind, if you don't mind, it doesn't matter. And i think its true because if you put your mind to it that you can do it, you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After such a wonderful day, the next day i decided to be homey...cooked pasta...***roll eyes*** like duh...never cooked for a thousand years and suddenly am polishing my housewifey skills&lt;/span&gt;...rite..i hope my future husband will cook better than me cos...its nice.hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Then today i had such a busy day...but worse of all, i made some lives suffer today...cos i slacked so much earlier that i din't do or finish my work well...-_-utterly disappointed with myself...but, am not gonna live in this misery...i only hope that i won't be like my senior next time.seriously...no way.&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ell,looks like i can't keep my eye lids open anymore...i shall retire once more&lt;/span&gt;. cheh wahh...rhymes wor...^_^&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to talk about dependency on God for the best in my life...having an expectation to gain or not to have shows how much you trust God and yourself...if u didn't have it, would u still love &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i pray so........tho i have once been tested...i hope i can still stand strong despite it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1606049111046070040?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1606049111046070040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1606049111046070040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1606049111046070040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1606049111046070040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-time-again.html' title='Raya time again...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2078145512932889056</id><published>2008-09-27T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:57:22.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like the 23rd everyday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeap...23...i'm still 23...plus...x no of years. nah...it was my birthday this Tues...the celebration started on Mon nite...my dear friend from Aus came down to KL for our friend's wedding. so she decided to belanja me dinner on Mon nite...of all things, i asked for banana leaf rice in Bangsar..&lt;/span&gt;..*roll my eyes* ppl earning 3 times more than me and i asked for banana leaf rice...hahaha...i began to realize that as i grow older and ahem wiser, i'm not so excited about eating really expensive food for my birthday but it is the friendship and time spent with friends that i treasure more. So even if u were to take me to mamak for my birthday, i think i can accept that because it takes more effort for u to take some of your precious time to spend with me than the price of the food=) gosh...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i can't believe i said that but i still enjoy expensive food ok...like Jogoya, Italiannies, La bodega, Dome...Pizza Uno...Las Carretas, Sakae Sushi and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i really appreciate the effort and time taken by friends to just come together to celebrate my birthday...there was one group of friends who were really cute...they gave me a bunch of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;yellow gerberas AND St Ives products AND nail polish AND masks AND er&lt;/span&gt;...i forgot..but it was kinda cute cos its the FIRST time i got so many little gifts in ONE gift.so so cute...and of course, my friends are cute too..er...some may beg to differ=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;On my actual birthday day...i got a cake in church after prayer service!=) so nice...made by ElaineP's mom&lt;/span&gt;...sooo sooo nice...i've always enjoy cake baked with love.hahaha...and on Mon nite i had a karaoke session that was recorded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;" &gt;do visit this website for more info cos this friend was so rajin...blogged it for me dy..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;www.andr3wz.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*please be aware of horrible sounding noises coming from this post.*&lt;br /&gt;*and not for circulation!!!!!For your eyes and ears only!!!!!*&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/969320437411597025-2078145512932889056?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2078145512932889056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2078145512932889056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2078145512932889056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2078145512932889056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/09/feels-like-23rd-everyday.html' title='Feels like the 23rd everyday...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-7625000738284089272</id><published>2008-09-17T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:34:46.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an un_**********</title><content type='html'>Unproductive was the word...and having a bad hair cut coupled with unsatisfactory color certainly didn't make my day yesterday...and today...i had it ALL PLANNED out but.......it didn't work the way i wanted it to be! and i'm soooo soooo grumpy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmpphhh....dunno wat to say dy...wanna schleep...zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;at least i planned to sleep around 3 something....i can still do it...okok...ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7625000738284089272?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7625000738284089272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7625000738284089272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7625000738284089272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7625000738284089272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-un.html' title='What an un_**********'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6877522401968750793</id><published>2008-09-11T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:31:26.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As a matter of fact...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt; always brings life into the right perspective...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;death&lt;/span&gt; is the end of the journey in this world..in this earth...Whatever you've decided to become, whatever you've decided not to change cannot be undone once u cross the finish line. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I think it doesn't happen at just after the finish line but at the last few steps before you cross it,&lt;/span&gt; you already cannot undo or redo what you did a few steps before those last few steps. Imagine you're lying helpless on the hospital bed or just before you go into comatose condition...still alive..still haven't crossed the finishing line...but still...cannot do anything...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;can't tell your loved one that they mean so much to you and that you love them.&lt;/span&gt; probably you can hear them but being unable to say back 'l love you too' or 'i'm sorry'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm trying to get into...a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;relective mode or trying to be wise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished i could undo some of the things that i had decided to do...i wished i had visited my aunt during Chinese New Year before she passed away...i wish i could've a closer relationship with my relatives..i wish we could've just be a family without having to bicker bout how much you owe me or him or her or how unscrupulous they are..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.i wish i knew my cousins more and we would be closer than what we are now&lt;/span&gt;...the one thing i wished perhaps was that i could be a child again..to be able to play with my cousins with such carefree spirit and having that close family ties with them...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.i missed those days when i can play video games with my cousins, eat durians together, have dinner together&lt;/span&gt;..of course there was probably no depth to the relationship but i feel part of the bigger family..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i feel belonged&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed by quickly and we're now adults...with nothing much in common..and prolly nothing much to say the next time we see each other...not &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;wanting-to-be-here-but-have-to-be kinda vibes&lt;/span&gt; that will be sent out or perhaps i just think too much and too negatively...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how should i feel when i get to the funeral place..one thing i know, i don't feel anything much now...and i wonder if there is something wrong with me...have i become so cold-hearted tha i shield my heart from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that may hurt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me..i dun wanna do any rituals or things that are not right before You...i think i may need my heart mended too...so 2 in 1...hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6877522401968750793?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6877522401968750793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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celebration...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i wonder why did God allow Ishmels to be born...?i mean Abraham knew that he was gonna get a son from his own body rite...and that God promised him so...so while waiting for Isaac &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;to be born, it was a joyful news to know that he's gonna have a son and the anticipation...must've been quite exciting...and then there was the wait...and amidst the joyful celebration, Ishmels were made or had already&lt;/span&gt; been made...and sometimes when the real Isaac comes, wat do we do to Ishmels?can't throw him out since he's also Abraham's flesh...just like the things we started..it produced something...but when the real thing comes...i find myself in a dilemma...wat am i to do with that?its not a bad thing...but its not wat i want...i've got wat i want but only after i got Ishmel...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...but i also know that God can and will make Ishmel a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;great nation...just that...maybe..it won't be so good in the future...like how it is n&lt;/span&gt;ow with Isaac and Ishmel now..and perhaps..i need to sacrifice Ishmel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo kan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1441064215327158934?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1441064215327158934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1441064215327158934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1441064215327158934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1441064215327158934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/09/amidst-joyful-celebration.html' title='Amidst the joyful celebration...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-7705540526775785426</id><published>2008-09-02T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:16:32.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wu_fen_pu...</title><content type='html'>that is like the best place to be for shopping!!!i love that place!!!all kinda clothes from as low as Rm12...erm...actually its pretty much RM12 only...all types of baju....from korea, jap, taiwan style...woohooo... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our exam on Sat afternoon, we took like load of pic and then went to Wu Fen Pu for shopping...i bought like so many tops for only Rm12-25 each...couldn't find cheap and great looking shoes but then again, i din't manage to walk the whole of that place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me show u an 'expired' drink that they served us during lunch!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLwii7P4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NZ_D-cYChXo/s1600-h/IMG_2135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241102049767614098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLwii7P4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NZ_D-cYChXo/s200/IMG_2135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out the date..its year 97...that's like 11 years ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm doing fine...dint' have diarrhea after drinking that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oklar...in Taiwan, some of the places still uses the Chinese calender system so year 2008 is actually a Western date...ahh...which means the drink will expire in sept or dec..depeneds when they put the month like mm/dd or dd/mm.cools???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so for tricks only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired now....i think i can imagine myself in Taipei...hehehehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7705540526775785426?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7705540526775785426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7705540526775785426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7705540526775785426'/><link rel='self' 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photos as promised...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLak1cAIMKI/AAAAAAAAANw/CmD37F2w5pI/s1600-h/IMG_1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239556454448902306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLak1cAIMKI/AAAAAAAAANw/CmD37F2w5pI/s200/IMG_1668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the office...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLakXIZD0gI/AAAAAAAAANo/t-a_3b9gCN4/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239555933788688898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLakXIZD0gI/AAAAAAAAANo/t-a_3b9gCN4/s200/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lunch on Wednesday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLakDU4A3FI/AAAAAAAAANg/bearQnOXOMU/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239555593542360146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLakDU4A3FI/AAAAAAAAANg/bearQnOXOMU/s200/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where i sit with my own name card...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLajmS2_NDI/AAAAAAAAANY/xhe0XD1zBSg/s1600-h/IMG_1667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239555094784980018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLajmS2_NDI/AAAAAAAAANY/xhe0XD1zBSg/s200/IMG_1667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; MY.HK.MY...in Ximen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLajJ-abbKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Abn234r5ay4/s1600-h/IMG_1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239554608260148386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLajJ-abbKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Abn234r5ay4/s200/IMG_1647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues from HK...Kunyang station goin to Ximen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its a new start..i'm in Taipei now as i type this blog..i'm supposed to be studying now..but i'm so excited that i get to be online 24/7 for free here and my room here is awesome! i have a living room, with dining table and kitchen area. lovely...simply lovely...and there are people from Taiwan, Korea, Thailand, Hong Kong, SIngapore and Philipines...we each have a roomie...part of training procedure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;been here since Sunday..weather has been good...have been goin for classes for 3 days now and so far been to Ximen Ding...nothing nice there.perhaps not a good place to shop but i managed to try the Taiwanese sausage, fried chicken, fried oyster, bubble milk tea and ice cream and smelly tofu which was steamed....it smelt awful but texture wise is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On tues nite, 2 new friends and myself went to Wu Fen Pu....now that's what i call real shopping!!!there were so many shops to go to...oh my goodness...suddenly feel so recharged after a whole day of training and learning about informed consent...-_-hehe..nolar..actually feel tired but suddenly got alittle more energy to walk around...bought 6 pieces of tops...oh man...its aobut RM 25 per piece...now i'm targeting shoes and snacks and food and bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but will do all these after exam on Sat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lunch lunch was provided by the company...1st day was Subway meatballs, Tues was curry chicken rice...more like Katsu don style and today was vietnamese beef noodles. they have lots of veges which is good...hehe...dinner was some taiwanese kinda food...yeah...so...fun...and i'm actually quite excited bout starting to work as a CRA...i hope i get to visit Hong Kong as i got to know 2 friends from there and 1 of them is a Christian!woohoo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gotta go back to studying...will try to post up some pics..now lazy to download..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;btw, if i come back speaking English a bit funny...be entertained...haha...cos ppl here have heavy accent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more observation...the sun sets at 6.30pm here and rises at 5.30am...its weird...cos it seems dark for real long time..haha but i like the part where the sun rises up early cos it helps me wake up...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3510073178196243469?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/3510073178196243469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=3510073178196243469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3510073178196243469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/3510073178196243469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/08/brand-new-place.html' title='Brand new place...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SLak1cAIMKI/AAAAAAAAANw/CmD37F2w5pI/s72-c/IMG_1668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-7667630734163428996</id><published>2008-08-22T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:00:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Thurs dy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ohhhh myyy gooodddnnneeessss....i've missed out on 2 days and today will be another miss out...gosh..i've never been so busy in my whole life..yes..till this age...every night reaching home at 11-12ish midnight...and now i'm having a headache..and i haven't packed my bags for training this Sunday...aaaaaaaahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;help me God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and i'm still online...so duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today i bought a huge Secret Recipe cake called Yogurt Cheese for my dept. They finished the whole cake while i only had a small slice...LML was really nice and bought me a piece of Durian Cheese cake...wah...so rich and heaty leh....maybe that's wat is causing my headache now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;then after work today i went to my new office to collect me laptop...for work purpose lar...and car sticker and pass and pass...while the lady was explaining how to access this and that...i felt super super weird..not cause i was tired and sleepy but because i felt like i'm being 'owned' by 2 companies...i was trying to absorb all the information she gave me while at the same time i was thinking my last day is coming in 2 days time and how i need to go home now to rest so that i can work better the next day...of course...i din't go home and rest...i went for Revolution COnference!!PARTY! met up with Qing L and Kathl and really really wanted to take them out for supper but i'm pretty much washed out then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;supposed to practice more for dance but thank God..it was cut short...i can't take it anymore...gotta sleep......zzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7667630734163428996?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7667630734163428996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7667630734163428996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7667630734163428996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7667630734163428996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-thurs-dy.html' title='Its Thurs dy...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-8161061972292104177</id><published>2008-08-18T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:38:53.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Mon of this week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I told myself that i'm gonna blog everyday about how i spend my last days in SJMC...now that i'm hungry, i'm gonna make this short..i had tosai for breakfast, courtesy from my dad who was very rajin to go out and buy back breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;i left my house kinda late today but amazingly i reached my office carpark in less than 15 mins!gasppp**this is a wonderful start to my day...lovely Elaine decided to take me out for a farewell lunch today!woohoo..i love goin out for lunch...and she also called 2 other friends along..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.it was a nice lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was as usual and thankfully not many patients..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i met an aquaintance when i was in ICU after grudgingly sent a patient back there&lt;/span&gt;...and found out that she stays nearby my house. i offered to give her a lift home and invited her to our YWA event...alamak!i forgot to bring home a flyer for her...i was supposed to also give Moses a lift to church but i totally forgot about him as i was driving towards the roundabout. My new friend then asked,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;'eh...wat bout your friend that you're supposed to pick up?where are u going to pick him up?' &lt;/span&gt;I gasped loudly as though something bad has happened. but...no worries, still can make a turn to pick him up, i said. Then i had dinner at home and found that i have more than enough time to reach church on time for dance and choir practice...wow..i guess when one does God's work...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;you'll find that u have more than enough time for other things as well...so coooollll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm still hungry and gonna finish up my last doughnut from J.Co. adn dream about shopping in Taiwan...sigh....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lovely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8161061972292104177?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8161061972292104177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8161061972292104177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8161061972292104177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8161061972292104177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-mon-of-this-week.html' title='Last Mon of this week...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-5189561575869921106</id><published>2008-08-06T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:35:10.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of all cramps...</title><content type='html'>My butt muscles decided to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; rebel against me l&lt;/span&gt;ast nite...they formed a really tight line somewhere &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;beneath all my butt fats down to my left leg to rebel against me making them work so hard for 1 night...u see..i made them m&lt;/span&gt;ake me jump and land and jump up again and support my whole weight on just 1 leg...they protested for 5 minutes...then my knees tried to start a protest too but it backfired on them cos i only made them d&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;o a short but hard work. Then my back muscles threatened me that if i bend them any more tha&lt;/span&gt;n they are normally...they will also start a protest.&lt;br /&gt;sigh...of all cramps..dun ever get you&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;r butt muscles angry cos...they hit u real hard till u sweat and u can't even scream to relieve th&lt;/span&gt;e pain and u have to cr&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;inge for 5 minutes...that's&lt;/span&gt; hard work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5189561575869921106?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5189561575869921106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5189561575869921106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5189561575869921106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5189561575869921106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-all-cramps.html' title='Of all cramps...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-4091488978873951753</id><published>2008-08-02T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:34:43.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day comes...</title><content type='html'>It finally came...the day to leave this place and move on to something else. Been seeking for a new job for since a year and 7 months ago..always knew the day would come but didn't know when.&lt;br /&gt;It was sudden, just a little surprised, joyful...then reality sets in...so many details to worry about but i'm continuing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;to put my trust in the Almighty One, Prince of Peace, Lord of Lords, Jehovah Jireh..reminding myself daily...do not worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'ve actually started preparing myself mentally that i won't be in my current workplace for long&lt;/span&gt;.there's nothing majorly wrong with my department, different work culture but i will miss the people greatly...they accepted me for who i am with my bad temper and i dunno-wat-else...i have always told myself to give my best at work and not slack or get involve in any gossips. These people have become like a family to me, i can always count on them at work and i've alway&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;s loved goin to their houses for Hari Raya celebrations and eating all the cookies the&lt;/span&gt;y brought during festive seasons and some of the doctors have become like friends to us and it makes work really fun because we all have 1 common goal ie to give the patients our best services and right diagnosis for right trea&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;tment. Though sometimes when we are busy and we get on each other's nerves, there was never any hard feelings &lt;/span&gt;that developed(for me lar...) and some of them are so passionate about their job tho it may just be simple clerical work but they do their best and treat every patient with care, their passion inspire me when i feel discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The frontliners&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kak Salbiah, Nadiah, Azu, Rusman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The 'techies'-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kak Saly, Nor, Mages, Malar, Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The 'technoes'&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bel, LML, Wan, Johnson, Suhaimi, Ayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The audiologists-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dalila, Razuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The heads-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Amy, Boss(Othman Black)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the new job, i'm looking forward to it...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dunno wat it'll bring...will the people be as nice as my current colleagues or nicer?&lt;/span&gt;i have a very very nice and lenient boss who allows me to slack whenever i want.and prolly gave me such a good appraisal that i got a good increment.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for blessing me with all these good things...giving me favour with my bosses..&lt;br /&gt;will blog again when i start working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so much worries...in my head..but i gotta do this..i gotta go...and try cos i dun wanna live not knowing wat would happen if i didn't try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-4091488978873951753?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4091488978873951753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4091488978873951753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4091488978873951753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4091488978873951753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-comes.html' title='The day comes...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6875893125223748487</id><published>2008-07-16T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:14:09.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunk_ology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hunkology&lt;/span&gt; a term coined by Mich G...is a study on hunks. As blue moon appears once in a blue moon, so today i met 2 hunks on the same day. one C and another I. The first C i've ever met that has really hunky looks..like those models u see on the runway or magazine. I don't think he's model.He was dressed rather&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; chee-na&lt;/span&gt; and at 1st glance, prolly won't take a second look cos of his dressing, but he was patient so i had to look at him. He's tall and had broad shoulders.really nice..if u make him up a bit, ready to take those model shoots dy!!okok...he's quite tan as well..and talked a bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;chee-na.&lt;/span&gt; oh well...these are the kind of C hunks that dunno they look good.hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another hunk for our topic today is an I hunk.quite thin but has sharp features. like from bollywood type...not really dark skinned and looks better than Shahrukhkhan...hehe...tall as well. hmmm...from India..serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklar...enough of hunkology for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so class, will see you in the next blue moon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6875893125223748487?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-1726512304722819566</id><published>2008-07-15T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:09:14.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bub_bly...</title><content type='html'>i wanna blog...but i forgot what i wanna say...every morning when i get to work, things happened and i know wat i wan to write about but when i get home, i forget what i wanted to write about...talk about amnesia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................i.........can't...........remember...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;oh, i was listening to Bubbly and suddenly that song became old song...it no longer has the freshness that it had for me once&lt;/span&gt;...its still nice to listen to but...its just another nice song...&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i guess when i listen to a song, i normally associate it with how i'm feeling at the moment...when i hear too much of it, it loses its freshness to me..its the same with every song i listen to..at first..whoaa...cun song..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.listen to upteemth time.&lt;/span&gt;..i'll 'tear' the song to pieces and listen to every details.....*yawn*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;whoa...i'm eloborating the eloborate...okok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1726512304722819566?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1726512304722819566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1726512304722819566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1726512304722819566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1726512304722819566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/07/bubbly.html' title='Bub_bly...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-1059052633426707447</id><published>2008-07-07T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:39:27.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning blues...</title><content type='html'>Every Monday when i wake up, i wished i wasn't working there..i wonder why i'm still there...why haven't i move on?didn't i tell myself last week that this is not wat i wan to do?didn't i plot my escape last week?but..i'm...stilll..there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sat, i'll be so happy to get off work and spring into my weekend mode and plans...partying like there's no tmr and thinking wat a good life i'm having...work that doesn't require me to go back or stay back after 6pm...sighhhhh...good to know i am employed. and by weekend, i don't remember how tough my week was or that Mon is coming in soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then its Monday...and i get back to that vicious cycle of scolding myself for not planning my escape during the weekend and then psyche myself to working mode again ...to endure till Fri and then more pep talk to myself that i can last till Sat...i'll have Sat off..its not too bad...its coming...its gonna end soon...just hang on...a little more and it'll be Fri...a little more and it'll be Sat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every week...everyday...i ask myself, if i do leave this job, wat shall i do?what kinda work should i get?Wat industry should i go into?how about sales?sounds good...good pay...good incentives...how bout that?how bout this?where will i go from here?wat are my passions?what do i like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO...when i think that maybe i cuold do this or that first...i never thought about the end in mind...and when i tot bout it..then i can start where i wan to start cos it won't be bring me there..&lt;br /&gt;well...isin't God big enough for me?&lt;br /&gt;isin't God holding my future in HIs hands now?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i worrying then?...gosh...this is gonna be a leap of faith for me..&lt;br /&gt;i so want to just quit my job now and don't care wat will happen next...i'm so tired of thinking of the consequences or wrong mistakes i may make...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want out...and i just wan God to bless my choice...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...He has a better plan for me...so...wat can i do but wait and pray and wait...for His timing and for His peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-1059052633426707447?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/1059052633426707447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=1059052633426707447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1059052633426707447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/1059052633426707447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/07/morning-blues.html' title='Morning blues...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6986424079791982182</id><published>2008-07-03T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:31:13.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca again...and back..</title><content type='html'>I went to Melaka over the weekend...4days to be exact...for a work conference called Neuroscience 2008. Was held in Renaissance. Man...i love the room that we were in. This is the first time i got a blanket that keeps me warm at nite even with the aircon on!its not the normal fleece blanket but it is cotton quilt. Its amazing...i hide under it when i sleep.like my little igloo...^_^&lt;br /&gt;the swimming pool was really nice...and it was a nice place to chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sleepy now..can't think anymore..nitenite...sam, you gotta start talking to me and not just get info by reading my blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6986424079791982182?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6986424079791982182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6986424079791982182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6986424079791982182'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SF5ZAtdhzMI/AAAAAAAAANI/wCU1aZH7v0Q/s200/IMG_1620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214703287279930562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is my first attempt to complete Sudoku on my own...got it from Reader's Digest and has a rating of 5 stars for difficulty level..hah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me 3 working days to finish it...well..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;while waiting for my patients to sleep, i played Sudoku so overall timing is bout 2-3 hours over a period of 3 days&lt;/span&gt;..and of course i did 1 check with the answers when i got stuck..then i finished it off!woohoo..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my brains are finally working again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extracted from today's sermon...&lt;br /&gt;' People from generation Y are generally tech savvy people and some maybe not and some have Savvy.'&lt;br /&gt;hahaahha...funny kan???that 'woke' me up from -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8686608229665718533?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8686608229665718533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8686608229665718533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8686608229665718533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8686608229665718533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku.html' title='Su_do_ku!'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SF5ZAtdhzMI/AAAAAAAAANI/wCU1aZH7v0Q/s72-c/IMG_1620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-6232044149234455318</id><published>2008-06-10T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:26:43.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SE6mCF-KC4I/AAAAAAAAANA/2qERh54AY0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SE6mCF-KC4I/AAAAAAAAANA/2qERh54AY0Y/s200/IMG_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210284373807074178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me dad loves me&lt;/span&gt;..haha..he went to see the doctor cos he wasn't feeling well and after that he went to the bakery and saw this piece of yummy looking pie and bought it for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;that's wat he told me...and i tot..awww..so sweet...and he said..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;look your mom and i eat the 'normal' bread only&lt;/span&gt;...and my mom added...&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;i will never get this kinda treatment&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;sigh..i got a little annoyed and told her..&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;u can have it too k!&lt;/span&gt;(don't complain!) i din't say the don't complain thing..die man...kena tampar...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6232044149234455318?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6232044149234455318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6232044149234455318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6232044149234455318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/6232044149234455318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dad.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day..'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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/_1d5UzwBayoU/SE6mCF-KC4I/AAAAAAAAANA/2qERh54AY0Y/s72-c/IMG_1615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-7040812000340819096</id><published>2008-06-08T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:34:28.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberjaya Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm glad i dragged myself out of the bed to go for church service in Cyberjaya today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;...the greater motivation wasn't to go for service cos it was raining outside my window and the pillow and bed was absolutely the best place to be at the moment..i tried reasoning with myself that i'm goin to have a long day today so sleeping in a bit and going to Subang's service would be an excuse for me to sleep in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;no..i got out of bed bcos i promised Aunty Sheilla that i would give her a ride to Cyber today-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on our way there, we witnessed an accident just before the Sunway toll..there was this car on the right lane that suddenly turned left into a turning and so happen there was a car on the left lane that went straight instead of turning. The latter car wasn't on the wrong bcos no indication to turn left mar and he was almost gone past the turning dy. The 1st car was in the wrong because he made a sudden turn to the left and he had actually past the turning. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;niweis..i saw debris flying and the cars smashed..it was like watching a movie. &lt;/span&gt;but no one was hurt i think cos i din't stop to see.i got a little traumatised and then wondered if i should've stopped and tell them it was the wira's fault...sigh..i wanted to tell so that they won't get into heated argument and the insurance can pay them fast.hahaha...problem solver on the go!not...acting like one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oooooooh...today in the UFO worship team, i noticed 75% of the musicians and singers have 'mata sepet'...hahahahahahahahahaha.......and wore specs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-7040812000340819096?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/7040812000340819096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=7040812000340819096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7040812000340819096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/7040812000340819096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/06/cyberjaya-sunday.html' title='Cyberjaya Sunday...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-6184680651545051365</id><published>2008-06-06T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:01:19.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bak Chang time...</title><content type='html'>i dunno why but this is really bothering meeeeeeee....i can't get on msn!!&lt;br /&gt;keeps saying Key Ports error and Host file error...but sometimes can online wor...&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyo&lt;br /&gt;today at work was a miracle..i wonder if it was the effect of petrol price increase...but after lunch, i had no more work and no requests from the inpatient wards besides portable EEGs..its...a miracle..we can go out of business and i take gaji buta...which is not too bad..hmmm...shorten our working time would be better...&lt;br /&gt;look!this Sun is the Bak Chang eating kinda festival..i love Bak Chang..the savoury type=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SEleBX0JqUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/K4psLYQ_1dY/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SEleBX0JqUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/K4psLYQ_1dY/s200/IMG_1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208797821696321858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Nyonya bak chang..nice too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-6184680651545051365?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/6184680651545051365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=6184680651545051365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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increase..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is absolutely absurd!!with the petrol price increasing and then food price will increase...we might as well stay at home and inflation rate will increase!!&lt;br /&gt;ok...wat's really absurd to me was that i waited 1 hour 20 mins for my turn to pump petrol tonight...@_@ it was mind boggling...i think i wasted more petrol by having my car idle for that amount of time...only to pump to fill up wat i've lost...&lt;br /&gt;-_- i was so angry when people jump queue...i was thinking how to be Christian in this matter lar..let the car go 1st or just dun allow them to come into my lane..oh well..i could feel my face feeling really hot and i bet it was red...i din't allow them to jump into my lane and thank God there was this really huge truck that blocked the rest of the cars from coming cos i was in front of the truck.&lt;br /&gt;sigh...thank God no accident...&lt;br /&gt;the good thing i can see from this is that there'll be less wastage of the fuel as people will travel more efficiently and maybe less jam....and less cars...and better air to breathe and slower destruction of the ozone layer...hahahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic from my day trip to Melaka last Mon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SEa2quHljwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VU2IZK5uygk/s1600-h/IMG_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SEa2quHljwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VU2IZK5uygk/s200/IMG_1592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208050864151170818" border="0" /&gt;didn't use the flash...but really pretty flowers..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SEa2quHljwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VU2IZK5uygk/s72-c/IMG_1592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-3652252985994263834</id><published>2008-06-03T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:12:39.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counsellor-to-be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;suddenly i'm this person that people come to for advice...&lt;br /&gt;how to lose weight ar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eh...i like this person lar..wat should i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do u think about taking wedding photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;firstly, i'm flattered that they trust me enough to ask me and to hear my opinions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i'm so scared that i would give the wrong advice or watever i say does not help them in anyway...hahaha...becos i have my own standards and it doesn't mean that others can accept it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i think now is the time to articulate my thoughts and my faith...becos who knows..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe someone can be encouraged and blessed by it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..sounds so cheesy.....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;goods nights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-3652252985994263834?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-4661546245462323888</id><published>2008-05-23T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:38:59.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temperate,temperature and thermometer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;When i was a child, i think and speak like a child..&lt;br /&gt;Thus, when i'm at work, i put on my serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; 'Med Lab Tech' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;mask...no nonsense, you-listen-to-me, what-is-wrong-with-you-ppl!&lt;br /&gt;At home, i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; 'emo girl'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;..-_- wat?,wat-you-want?,so-easy-also-you-dunno?,do-not-disturb.&lt;br /&gt;Outside with friends,i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;'cheerful girl!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; hey-wassup-ppl!oooooooooh..so-exciting! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok...my point is..the above lar..and having so many masks...its 'killing' me softly'. i never thought much about these things before but now, its haunting me. Who am i in church?Why am i different when i'm at work or at home?&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm like the Thermometer...that watever the TEMPERATURE it is that i am in, i'm at that Tempearture.&lt;br /&gt;Temperate...my temperament changes as the temperature changes....&lt;br /&gt;sigh..the Bible says either be hot or cold but not lukewarm. And don't be a hypocrite. gosh..i'm trying not to be a hypocrite...to be who i really am...this is a really hard topic to address...&lt;br /&gt;i just...dun wan ppl to not believe in God bcos of me and my actions...&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/969320437411597025-4661546245462323888?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/4661546245462323888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=4661546245462323888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4661546245462323888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/4661546245462323888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/05/temperatetemperature-and-thermometer.html' title='Temperate,temperature and thermometer...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-343802655744418928</id><published>2008-05-21T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:46:00.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE retreat was awesomely...good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SDRB2FEWnzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/D3lZnR0j2yk/s1600-h/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SDRB2FEWnzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/D3lZnR0j2yk/s200/IMG_1566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855866848943922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much to write&lt;br /&gt;breaking..breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling..&lt;br /&gt;at night...cool air...crazy poses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SDRCPFEWn0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ngdVGJSFYFE/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SDRCPFEWn0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ngdVGJSFYFE/s200/IMG_1569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202856296345673538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-343802655744418928?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/343802655744418928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=343802655744418928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/343802655744418928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/343802655744418928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-retret-was-awesomelygood.html' title='LIFE retreat was awesomely...good...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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/_1d5UzwBayoU/SDRB2FEWnzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/D3lZnR0j2yk/s72-c/IMG_1566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-8258232146579896117</id><published>2008-05-15T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:10:04.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes...</title><content type='html'>What makes a guy attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the looks&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;some say the way he dressed...&lt;br /&gt;some may say his career..and his talents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say...all the above..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the confidence that he exudes and when walking in the purpose of God..i think that makes him real attractive.&lt;br /&gt;ok..an example: David Cook..ok..fine..the 1st time i saw this guy on Youtube, i was told he's very handsome but i begged to differ. i din't think there was anything attractive except that he has beautiful puppy eyes..right..sarcastic..&lt;br /&gt;then i saw him a few more times and still nah...not attractive. until tonight, i saw him singing being in the final 3 contestants...suddenly he looked really good to me..haha(no, i'm not desperate.)he was singing and playing his guitar to the best that he is...he's using his talent and he's doing wat he's made to do...wow..and that...makes me find him attractive. when a man becomes a man..its such a delight to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its like God looking at us ..when we are walking in His way and in His purpose, God delights in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SCxgPVEWnyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/U7dWVljcWVo/s1600-h/IMG_1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SCxgPVEWnyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/U7dWVljcWVo/s200/IMG_1431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200637486175788834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-8258232146579896117?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/8258232146579896117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=8258232146579896117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8258232146579896117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/8258232146579896117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-makes.html' title='What makes...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1d5UzwBayoU/SCxgPVEWnyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/U7dWVljcWVo/s72-c/IMG_1431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-5387351376924489190</id><published>2008-05-10T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:31:47.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I just realized i haven't updated my blog for almost 2 weeks!!but every evening when i come back from work i'll tell myself to update my blog...many things happened. deep stuff and not so deep stuff..been tiring working.so much work. i dun wan to complain of work anymore. it's a waste of my time and energy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i had a great time last Sunday...i went shopping in Sungei Wang!!with Yokes,Jase,Jade and Nic..wah..for once i had a budget!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i'll only look for shoes and bags and they should fall within the RM100 budget for both. and so i went on a mission...i went into almost every store on that floor(i din't cover the whole of sg wang) until i got really frus cos i couldn't find something i like...until..i saw this white bag..hey..looks kinda cute and big..why not..ohh..the price is ok...i'll buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then we went for dinner at this Chinese look restaurant in Low Yat and wow...i had a fantastic plate of duck rice and pork belly soup for less than RM10!!!&lt;/span&gt; then went back to shopping and bought a pair of Korean looking shoe for RM20!!!i'm like...oh mannnnnnn.....this is like Bangkok!!haha..nolar...i was very excited to see shoes so cheap and nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went home feeling so proud of myself for spending within the RM100 budget. i've never had to restrain myself in buying things. if it looks good to me and price not too much, i am willing to fork it out tho it may mean eating cheap food for lunch till next paycheck..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in the end, bag cost 50 and shoes 20 and i bought a top for 15...so...all Rm85!!vely good ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course food and parking not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went home happy...and the euphoria lasted for the next 3 days...Yokes said she enjoyed herself..that was the best thing i ever heard for that nite and i wanted to tell her that i did too but i din't...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;now i have this retro looking bag which i really wanna get...shucks..if i buy it, will be out of my original budget..guess have to put it off till next month..or maybe next week..hahahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-5387351376924489190?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/5387351376924489190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=5387351376924489190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5387351376924489190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/5387351376924489190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-blues.html' title='May blues...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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-969320437411597025.post-2934188374316728063</id><published>2008-04-29T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:08:40.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trips..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love road trips...just driving aimlessly or driving to some place AWAY from Subang...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i'm goin to Fraser's tho for a short trip...away from TV and internet and be in tune with nature...hahaha...i love the outdoors but i hate insect bites...and the rashes i get AFTER those outings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today as i was driving home after work, i was thinking why there are no heavy traffic in the area of Subang but 'bottlenecks' to USJ area..a few observations i made(reminds me of when i was in high school, i always wirte essays on how to reduce pollution and traffic jams.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1) Age and career factor-The inhabitants of the Subang area are mainly older in age thus in their career, they would be senior managers or seasoned businessmen or some high ranking fellas therefore they don't have to report to duty at 8.30am in the morning.BUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the inhabitants of USJ are mainly young married couples or young working adults, basically younger in age therefore they are just starting to work and they need to report for duty at the same time everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;There are only 2 main and efficient exits OUT of USJ. Since Sunway pyramid, one U, midavally and Curve are situated ACROSS Federal highway, only 2 exits lead us there directly without having to make a big round by paying toll to get to Federal Highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2934188374316728063?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2934188374316728063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2934188374316728063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2934188374316728063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2934188374316728063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/04/road-trips.html' title='Road trips..'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-969320437411597025.post-2030437606436912220</id><published>2008-04-28T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:44:59.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a bad day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;sigh..i seriously hate to talk about how bad my day is but i feel better when i let it out...so here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; had full appointments today..can't handle anymore but somehow just when i tot my day has been planned out, comes one request to do a particular test(called EEG) for 4 freaking hours!!!i'm like NO!...din't hear me?NO! no! NO! i won't take in this patient, tho they may come from Indonesia..&lt;/span&gt;no room and no one to jaga the patient.before u think i'm being all nasty and a jerk by rejecting this patient who needs this test..i tell you, most of the time, they dun need it urgently&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(guess wat??after the EEG test they wanted to do brain scan but they couldn't do it today.So u know wat they say?we'll do it next time we come-_-!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;.and they have to come back another day anyway.and i have a million other reasons to justify my actions....&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry when they say must do it today and they are willing to pay OT. so wat if u can pay, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i'm NOT gonna stay back just to do this test!you think u got money so big ar??!!&lt;/span&gt;i have other patients who came 1st and i dun even have the time to do theirs.so after getting all worked up bout this, i felt kesian also this patient.They come all the way.and as much as i wan to accommodate them in my schedule, i really really can't. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;So, my boss came to me and asked why cannot do it? i told him i have other patients at hand and no one is gonna look after this patient even if i were start the recording.AND i dun wan to stay back till 10pm. So he din't force me.&lt;/span&gt; BUT later on, i begin to question my decision...bad move...cos my boss came and asked, 'Can you do 1 hour EEG only?no need 4 hours.' I felt my legs gave way...not really lar..but i gave in...shucks..just when i tot i wan to see wat would happen if i stand on my decision by saying No..i gave in...so i did 1 hour of EEG...and to my surprise, i finished it b4 6pm and in 1 hour.got most information i needed. Only God can help me in situations like this. cos since i gave in to 1 hour, they will ask for 2 hours lar..since u've already prepared the patient, just do 2 hours-_-..man...NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This is work stress.for me. different i guess from most other jobs.nonetheless stress..i don't like cos i'm the only one doing OT while everyone else leaves on time.its not fair...and i get it most of the time.sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another perspective, i see God putting me in a position where i'm very much needed.sorta like anchor-lady in my lab.That is why it has been very hard for me to move into another job cos i pity my colleagues who will take on my load which is a lot. I thank God that He gave me the capacity to learn fast and work efficiently.But in this, it is also the main reason why i wasn't ready to leave earlier(and even now)bcos if i were to change industry, i would have to start all over again or in a lesser position than where i am now (meaning less money-_- but i have big financial commitments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;To make matters worse, i got home and got irritated by my mom. i guess misheard wat she says and i got really irked...super irked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so tired thinking of wat went wrong and how it went wrong...and wat i can do to make it right..tho i know..maybe..i dun wanna do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;maybe all these stem from lack of sleep....haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/969320437411597025-2030437606436912220?l=autumnly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/feeds/2030437606436912220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=969320437411597025&amp;postID=2030437606436912220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2030437606436912220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/969320437411597025/posts/default/2030437606436912220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnly.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-bad-day.html' title='what a bad day...'/><author><name>Autumnly</name><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></feed>
