<?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-37969461</id><updated>2012-01-19T21:36:42.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead the way</title><subtitle type='html'>so that you may be blameless and innocent, God's children without any faults among a crooked and perverse generation, among whom you shine like stars in the world [Philippians 2:15]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>311</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8937706183144101191</id><published>2011-11-25T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:06:21.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get your freak on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Saw &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SMB0VS4A2E" target="_blank"&gt;frmheadtotoe&lt;/a&gt;'s video last night and thought it was pretty interesting and fun, so I decided to participate in this tag! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1. What's a nickname only your family calls you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;'Girl'. I'm pretty much the only person my parents and closest relatives call with that name since I'm the only child. Despite the fact that I've already turned 22 years old, they still call me that. Makes me feel younger I guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2. What's a weird habit of yours?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I used to twirl my hair a lot since young. But now that I have shorter hair in the past few years, I don't do that as much anymore. Other weird habits... none that I can think of at the top of my head though. I think the weirdest habit which I've always had that I hate and really want to stop is peeling my toe nails. I do it subconsciously when I'm not in public, I don't realize it until after my toe nails are uneven. Thanks to that, I wish I had a permanent pedicurist by my side to help me clean up my awkward-looking toes everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3. Do you have any weird phobias?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Occasionally, I'm afraid of having insects crawling on me in my sleep. I hate it whenever there's a cockroach running around in my room and I'm too afraid to smash it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#4. What's a song you secretly LOVE to blast &amp;amp; belt out when you're alone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/VqZP2y2fm-8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqZP2y2fm-8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VqZP2y2fm-8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lee Hom's ‘你和我', translated as 'You and I'. One of my all-time favourites by my all-time favourite. Whether I'm home alone blasting to this song or at the karaoke, I can stay still and listen to this song quietly. The best part of this song is the sound of the violin in the background. I love strings!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Other songs I love blasting to lately are mostly K-pop. Oooo... Big surprise. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#5. What's one of your biggest pet peeves?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;People speaking to me in Malay when they first meet me, I can't stand it! My closest friends who've been shopping with me would know that I either walk out right away or totally ignore a salesperson whenever he/she speaks to me assuming I'm a Malay. We're in Malaysia, a multiracial country. Hellooo? Don't judge a book by its cover, don't judge a girl by her colour!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;And I also can't stand it when a salesperson follow you around like a tail and read the names of every single product you look at or touch. I know they're probably required to do so most of the time, but no one is going to report them to their managers or supervisors about not having someone tailing them around the store. Most of the time, I just tell them straight that I'd like to look around on my own. But if they insist on sticking to me, then I'll just walk out. Total shopping turn-off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#6. What's one of your nervous habits?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Biting my nails and tapping my fingers on any flat surface I can find. It's a very bad and annoying habit for most people, but I can't help it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#7. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;There's only so much I can do with a single-sized bed. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#8. What was your first stuffed animal &amp;amp; it's name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I was never the type of girl who named their belongings, in this case, toys. Or maybe I just can't remember if I ever did when I was younger. Can I just talk about REAL animals? My first pets were two male hamsters, my Dad named them Tom and Jerry. Go figure. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#9. What's the drink you ALWAYS order at starbucks (or any other coffee house)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Mocha or anything with peppermint. Starbucks Malaysia stopped their Peppermint Mocha special holiday beverage this year. WHY??? Well, at least I had my craving satisfied at the Singapore Changi Airport. Chocolate + Mint = LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#10. What's the beauty rule you preach.. but never ACTUALLY practice?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Drink lots of water (at least eight glasses a day) and sleep early (at least eight hours every night). Well, eight's a good number, at least! Let's make this my 2012 resolution then. Gambateh Jessica~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#11. Which way do you face in the shower?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Front and back. Depends on the days. My family's bathroom is pretty spacious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#12. Do you have any 'weird' body 'skills'?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Ummmm... Hmmmm... Sadly, NO. I'm a very non-flexible person. I've tried discovering strange skills that I've seen others do with their bodies myself, but failed every time. Let's just focus on the regular and more important skills, shall we? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#13. What's your favorite 'comfort food'/food thats 'bad' but you love to eat it anyways?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;Large fries from Carls' Jr. OMG I can just smell and taste them right now! It's something I'll never get sick of eating every day. And a Nando's meal too! Hot, Extra Hot Peri-Peri. Would someone please buy me a whole bag of the bottles of Nando's sauces as a belated Christmas gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#14. What's a phrase or exclamation you always say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG. Whatever. Riiight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#15. Time to sleep- what are you ACTUALLY wearing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;My torn but comfy PJs and an extra pair of shorts. I need new ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8937706183144101191?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8937706183144101191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8937706183144101191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8937706183144101191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8937706183144101191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-your-freak-on.html' title='Get your freak on!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8565669809995886748</id><published>2011-11-20T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:58:22.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitivity: Less or More?</title><content type='html'>It's been a little over five months since I last posted and a lot has changed since. I won't elaborate more on that just yet. Time is essence, and now is not the right time. Let's move on to more important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An issue that was brought up during our IMPACT Leadership Team meeting this morning stroke a chord within me. Basically, it was an issue that involved social networks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fast-paced world today where everyone tweets (or posts on Facebook) about everything with a snap of a finger, sometimes it is easy to bypass several chords in our hearts before we post a statement, just because that was how we felt at the time.We fail to consider the feelings of people who may read the things we say. It is very convenient to comment on certain things very quickly based on previous tweets, I know this coming from personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow friend brought up a good point. Especially to Twitter users, whenever we tweet something that may sound like a general sentiment, most of the time it may be intended for a specific person or group of people, since Twitter is only as public as we allow it to be.&amp;nbsp;Things online have become so personal to us that people today are pretty much using it as face-to-face communication. Every little thing you say is and will be scrutinized whether or not you intended for anyone to interpret it in their context. In fact, I think social networking is making us more self-conscious about how people perceive us. We really&amp;nbsp;need to be sensitive towards the feelings of others who may be hurt because of indirect statements made online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that is it a bad thing for others to be sensitive or self-conscious. We're human beings and it is perfectly normal to feel offended when something that was said could be applied towards us. But sometimes,&amp;nbsp;we shouldn't be too sensitive and take things to heart so easily as well. Whatever you read that you feel could be directed towards you, take it as a lesson to help you become wiser and more mature by observing the way you respond to it. Or, you could also choose to confront him or her personally and settle your issues ONLY if you are absolutely certain that you are the 'victim' in the situation. Never respond with another indirect statement online just to get back at the person. Remember, an eye for an eye makes the whole world go blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesson to be learned: Firstly, be sensitive towards others but don't be too sensitive about what others say about you. Nobody is perfect, so you don't have to constantly be concerned about being less of a person than another. Secondly, I don't believe in freedom of speech unless you plan to be a walking parrot who says what is on your mind without filter. Freedom of speech comes with a price, and sometimes that price could be friendships and relationships. You can say that being straightforward about certain things is just for the other's own good, fair enough. But there is always a way to sound less judgemental. Finally, stop posting everything that's on your mind on Facebook or Twitter, or anywhere online.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes, it is good to keep things to yourself. If you need to let it out, tell someone verbally face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that being said, everything applies to me too.I'm not typing this as a lecture but as a self-reminder.&amp;nbsp;Let's go back to face-to-face communication and become human again, shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8565669809995886748?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8565669809995886748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8565669809995886748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8565669809995886748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8565669809995886748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/11/sensitivity-less-or-more.html' title='Sensitivity: Less or More?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2823399931912854257</id><published>2011-06-08T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T11:53:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I need one now?</title><content type='html'>This issue has been on my mind more frequently than I want lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt left out or inadequate about not having a boyfriend before, but more and more people are beginning to ask me about it and it's starting to get into my head! Why give me unnecessary pressure and make me feel sorry for myself?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being stupid. Sometimes I just feel like screaming out, "YES, I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND! I DON'T HAVE A GUY WHO'S PURSUING ME! I'VE NEVER BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP BEFORE! SO WHAT?!" Apparently, this is weird for some people, so I can't do anything about it but just shut up and let them talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I need You to give me peace of mind. I need You to help me forget this feeling that I need a boyfriend now. I trust that when the time is right, the 'perfect' guy will come into my life with You leading him in. I trust that in the mean time, You are there to take care of me, to love me, and to share my joy and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I need You. That’s all I’m asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qMFpZRDYha4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is more of a crude self-reminder, but I shall watch it again from time to time. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I should tell myself this more often: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT, IT WILL HAPPEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2823399931912854257?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2823399931912854257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2823399931912854257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2823399931912854257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2823399931912854257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-i-need-one-now.html' title='Do I need one now?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qMFpZRDYha4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4846412783696559772</id><published>2011-06-08T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:13:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is our future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oJlNlwkZOaE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this made me realize how ignorant I've been about the current situation of this country. I don't want to comment much about this since 'freedom of speech' doesn't necessarily exist here, so I'll just let the video speak for itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My eyes almost popped out during the part about how we can finally afford a car and a house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4846412783696559772?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4846412783696559772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4846412783696559772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4846412783696559772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4846412783696559772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-our-future.html' title='What is our future?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oJlNlwkZOaE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6282411597559814635</id><published>2011-06-07T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:58:56.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 365.</title><content type='html'>I created a separate blog to document a new project, Project 365! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://jayceepeekay.tumblr.com :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6282411597559814635?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6282411597559814635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6282411597559814635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6282411597559814635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6282411597559814635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-365.html' title='Project 365.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8188548929759914442</id><published>2011-01-11T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:51:19.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Resolution.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I know I'm super late. But better late than never, right? I've never really followed through my resolutions. Well, maybe because I've never really made any before. So here goes. Just a TINY one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To nail a job at Astro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To land in a production team for a TV show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I ask for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy? &lt;i&gt;Sigh&lt;/i&gt;. Well, we'll see how THAT goes. Stop asking me! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8188548929759914442?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8188548929759914442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8188548929759914442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8188548929759914442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8188548929759914442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-resolution.html' title='2011 Resolution.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1160869409101638695</id><published>2010-10-09T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T14:30:44.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a breather.</title><content type='html'>My first few assignments are over and DONE! Especially the research paper which totally sucked the life out of everyone. DONE.DONE.DONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you head to Taylor's (now a University, by the way, and just in time before I get my degree!) on Monday, you'll find a bunch of us stoning by the lake. Been meaning to do that all week, and we finally have a excuse to do it! Let's hope the weather allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been ranting about this on Twitter for the past couple of weeks and I just remembered I have blogged. So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given a dateline to apply for an internship placement on our own before the college decides it for us. I sent my applications to Primeworks Studios for content development and production, something I've always wanted to do. Primeworks was the only place I had in mind because of the many times I've visited the place and seen the way they worked, and even met some of the main people there in various workshops before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call from them to set up an interview with me in just less than an hour! I was about to leave the library at the time, about to send the hard copy of my applications to Ms Catherine for administrative purposes. Did not expect to get a reply this fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple of days prior to my interview were nerve-wrecking. Really wanna thank all the people who encouraged me and helped calmed me down, and Nabs and Qiki who accompanied me that day! :D I was surprisingly less nervous during the interview. Probably due to the fact that the questions were simple and direct. And no doubt, prayer works! Laid my hands on my documents and said a quick prayer before I went in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the week, I prayed to hear good news from them. And once again, God heard my prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd completely forgot about it a few days ago as I was draining brain juice over my assignment. The HR department of Media Prime called me, and this time the reply was very different from what I got the last time when I was supposed to intern with Quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IT! *jumps* Thank you JESUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait 'til November 29. I'm ready to learn everything under the sun, I'm ready to receive all the scolding I need in case I make a mistake, I'm ready to take on this industry, I'M READY!!! And I just can't wait to be... to be... just to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1160869409101638695?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1160869409101638695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1160869409101638695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1160869409101638695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1160869409101638695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-need-breather.html' title='I need a breather.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6240298692455479744</id><published>2010-09-25T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T15:22:28.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are.</title><content type='html'>Like I said, I LOVE acoustic covers! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ae-qoFPINCc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ae-qoFPINCc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6240298692455479744?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6240298692455479744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6240298692455479744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6240298692455479744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6240298692455479744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7974771030491823794</id><published>2010-08-27T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:24:20.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Man 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/THdqYfFnprI/AAAAAAAABJI/HCbzdErLQH0/s1600/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509989638005565106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/THdqYfFnprI/AAAAAAAABJI/HCbzdErLQH0/s400/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline. Bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think it was possible. But the gracious man granted our wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks much better up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he didn't get a carpal tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7974771030491823794?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7974771030491823794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7974771030491823794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7974771030491823794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7974771030491823794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/08/music-man-20.html' title='Music Man 2.0'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/THdqYfFnprI/AAAAAAAABJI/HCbzdErLQH0/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1243495210090206910</id><published>2010-08-24T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T10:52:27.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be resurrected.</title><content type='html'>I know I've left this blog untouched for AGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame Twitter and Facebook. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of weeks have been pretty crazy around here. I'll definitely post an update very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1243495210090206910?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1243495210090206910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1243495210090206910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1243495210090206910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1243495210090206910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-be-resurrected.html' title='To be resurrected.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5288987160007237452</id><published>2010-07-08T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:05:29.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's my King!</title><content type='html'>Saw this video at the Subang Rally and thought I'd share it with you guys. Great message by Dr. S.M. Lockridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2z15FlTONVo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2z15FlTONVo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5288987160007237452?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5288987160007237452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5288987160007237452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5288987160007237452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5288987160007237452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-my-king.html' title='That&apos;s my King!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1952270685111698655</id><published>2010-04-28T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:10:54.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A loyal friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/S9e--ReGX0I/AAAAAAAABJA/xyaqNeJ3_M0/s1600/hachikobronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/S9e--ReGX0I/AAAAAAAABJA/xyaqNeJ3_M0/s400/hachikobronze.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465046649888202562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen told me about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hachiko&lt;/span&gt; a couple of weeks ago and I finally got around to watch it yesterday. It is an American adaptation of a true Japanese story about a dog named Hachiko from the 1920s who couldn't be more loyal to his owner. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hachiko is of a pure Japanese breed known as Akita. It is a GORGEOUS dog. Akitas are known for their loyalty and intelligence. According to the movie, apparently they don't do things just to please you if there is no significant reason. For example, Hachiko never fetched a ball even when his owner taught him how to do it because he didn't see the point of doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one day, before his owner went to work, Hachiko refused to go with him. This was very unlikely of him because he loved walking his owner to the train station everyday. And he would be there again waiting at the exact same spot everyday at the same time, waiting for his owner to get off work. Even the people around the train station got used to him. Hachiko knew something was wrong. He didn't want to let his owner go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His owner left for work anyway without him. A few minutes later, Hachiko decided to go after his owner, with a ball in his mouth. The owner saw him and was thrilled because he finally fetched a ball. Hachiko saw him off with a sad look on his face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 5pm, there he was as usual, waiting at his spot. But one by one, the people came off the train but his owner was no where to be seen. He had died of a heart attack at the university (he was a professor, by the way). Hachiko knew something like this was going to happen, but he continued to wait, long into the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the professor died, his family gave Hachiko away. But he would escape from his home everyday. Somehow, he found his way to the train station and continued to wait for his master's return at the exact same spot. The people around were touched by his loyalty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what? He came back to his spot every single day at the same time for the next NINE YEARS, waiting to see his master's face again, to welcome him home, to play with him, to see him smile again. For us, that means waiting for someone for almost 70 years! He waited there until he died of old age at his spot. That is why the people of Tokyo had build a bronze statue commemorating Hachiko at the Shibuya railway station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine that? To show that kind of loyalty to someone practically your whole life. How many of us can really promise that? I know, it is ridiculous to compare our lives to that of a dog's because they don't have to attend to school, college, work, family, social lives, and whatnot. No one expects us to be at someone's feet 24/7. But loyalty isn't just about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about friends at IMPACT during our first CG lesson this year. Most of us are ashamed to admit that we can't even show the slightest amount of loyalty by not talking behind someone's back. We don't know how to be honest with someone because we are afraid to hurt their feelings. Or sometimes, we might be too honest that we hurt someone without even realising it. We don't admit our mistakes at times. We are afraid to make friends with someone because apparently they're 'not cool'. We show our temper. We show a sour face when people forget your birthday. There are just so many things that we tend to do that we can't call ourselves a good friend, a loyal friend. And yet, we still have a bunch of great friends around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wonder how it would feel like to have someone like Hachiko? Waiting on you without worrying about other things, be it emotionally or physically? The only person I can think of is Jesus. He doesn't do things without a significant reason just to make us happy. God is not Bruce Almighty. He doesn't just click 'yes' to every single prayer just to please us. But when he does, His grace and mercy are proven. He is patient and he waits for us even when we forget Him at times. He died on the Cross to save us from the enemy. All we need to do is come to Him, welcoming Him into our lives every single day, every single moment. Not turning our backs on Him. Not choosing Facebook over your devotion. Not choosing your birthday party over church. Not choosing sleep over Sunday service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, let's change things right now and be a good friend to everyone. Your parents, siblings, church friends, school friends, aunts, uncles, cousins, colleagues. Make it up to someone if you're in the midst of a conflict. Confront someone if you have a problem with them and all you have been doing is talking behind their backs. Buy someone a drink. Surprise someone outside their college or school and give them a ride home. Who knows, one day your story may touch someone's life like Hachiko did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KqIzH5Kq8k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KqIzH5Kq8k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Took me a while to write this. Haven't been blogging like this for a looong time. Sorry if some things don't make sense!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1952270685111698655?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1952270685111698655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1952270685111698655&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1952270685111698655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1952270685111698655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/04/loyal-friend.html' title='A loyal friend...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/S9e--ReGX0I/AAAAAAAABJA/xyaqNeJ3_M0/s72-c/hachikobronze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2484079504701129049</id><published>2010-04-24T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:27:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes A Malaysian A Malaysian</title><content type='html'>My aunt sent me this email. So, does this define us as Malaysians? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can name all the players from the the English Premier   &lt;br /&gt;League, but ask you to name one football player from Malaysia ,&lt;br /&gt;one name also cannot come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When StreamyX come, you complain StreamyX too slow.&lt;br /&gt;When Maxis Broadband come, you complain Maxis&lt;br /&gt;Broadband always disconnects. When WiMax come, you&lt;br /&gt;complain Wimax too expensive. In the end, you say&lt;br /&gt;StreamyX still the best lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When toll price increase, you complain. When petrol price increase,&lt;br /&gt;you complain. When you go Starbucks buy RM10 coffee, NO&lt;br /&gt;COMPLAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cannot find parking in a shopping mall and have&lt;br /&gt;to walk very far, you complain. When you go inside the&lt;br /&gt;shopping mall and there's SALE , run from one end of 1&lt;br /&gt;Utama to the other also NO COMPLAINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always late. And the excuse you give when you're late is&lt;br /&gt;always either: (a) traffic jam (b) no transport or (c) cannot find&lt;br /&gt;parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a parent who force you to take science stream in&lt;br /&gt;high school, study engineering in Uni, then when you&lt;br /&gt;graduate, they ask you to forget everything you learnt in&lt;br /&gt;Uni and do commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know someone who can specially develop an angmoh accent&lt;br /&gt;when speaking to a American / British / Australian. &lt;/b&gt;-&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complain against the government in kopitiam, you talk&lt;br /&gt;loud loud. Leave anonymous comments on blogs, you also&lt;br /&gt;talk loud loud. Attend ceremah by DAP, you shout loud loud.&lt;br /&gt;Then when Opposition organise a protest and ask you to go,&lt;br /&gt;you dun wan. Scared later kena tangkap by ISA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year on the 30th April, you are one of the people below&lt;br /&gt;queueing up last minute to submit your tax return at the IRB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you pay RM10 for something that costs RM1, you blame&lt;br /&gt;the Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a government service is too slow, you blame the Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a building is not good and collapsed, you blame the&lt;br /&gt;Indonesians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Chinese student won a scholarship, you say 'Wah! Very clever&lt;br /&gt;hor?' When a Malay student won a scholarship, you say 'Aiya! Of course&lt;br /&gt;lah! He Malay mah!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an angmoh stranger kiss you on the cheek to say hello,&lt;br /&gt;you very happy. When a Malaysian guy kiss you on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;to say hello, you slap him - so hamsap wan!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2484079504701129049?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2484079504701129049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2484079504701129049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2484079504701129049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2484079504701129049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-makes-malaysian-malaysian.html' title='What Makes A Malaysian A Malaysian'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4345042800623310252</id><published>2010-04-03T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:43:48.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting to me.</title><content type='html'>I think I know why I'm starting to get lazy to blog. Writing thousands of words every semester has made me dread writing even more. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just want to rant, but my fingers and brain are too tired to do it. And I'm not exactly someone who pens down my feelings for the world to see. I can't even open up to people sometimes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should just close this blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. We'll see.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised I haven't blogged since Uni started again. I'll make this simple by updating about the good, the bad and the &lt;s&gt;evil&lt;/s&gt; worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOOD. FGA USJ's new Sanctuary is finally opening tomorrow on Easter! After months of fund-raising, prayers and anticipating, it's finally here! Although our trademark 7.30am Sunday service will temporarily held back for a couple of months, we hope to get back to our normal routine as the church grows in Jesus' name! Stopped by the church today after our first tuition class with the children from the Tamil Ministry. Speaking of that, the tuition class wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. I had fun learning from the aunties and helping out with my fellow IMPACTers. Back to our new Sanctuary, if you are free at 5pm tomorrow (April 4, 2010), do join our Thanksgiving Service. I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I'm done with the first wave of assignments! This semester's Assignment 1s are a lot tougher than previous semesters. But of course, this is suppose to happen in the final year. I am so proud of our class because 90% of us finished an assignment 3 days before the due date yesterday! It was a news layout design assignment. Everyone was rushing to complete it and print out our work yesterday, acting as though it was the due date. I certainly felt like it was. But after we finished it, everyone was so proud of ourselves because this is RARE. Procrastination is like our best friend in Degree. So finishing an assignment more than A DAY earlier is considered a miracle. Let's hope this will happen in our upcoming assignments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of that, here comes the BAD. MORE assignments, of course. The next assignment for PR2 requires us to come up with a campaign proposal. And guess what, our proposals will be sent for a compulsory competition, the 2010 Global Academic Challenge. This year's theme is 'Giving Young People a Helping Hand'. We have to crack our heads and come up with an idea FAST! Apparently one of our seniors have won this global competition before back in 2008. So it isn't impossible for us. And one of our team members is already planning our trip to Washington DC &lt;s&gt;when&lt;/s&gt; IF we win! LOL More late/sleepless nights to come! I can't go on without an afternoon nap these days even after only a two-hour lecture. I'm still not used to 8am classes everyday. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings us to the WORST. I don't know if this is a good or bad thing. But for now, let's make it the worst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving to the Lakeside Campus. Yay or nay? NAY. Especially if I'm driving every single day to a place where parking is not guaranteed at all. Now even with barely 70% of the campus filled, people are already complaining. Have you seen the Facebook group? At first, I considered taking the shuttle bus from our current campus at LCS because they promised us free parking opposite LCS as long as we have a sticker. Looks like this plan was terminated two days ago and they no longer provide free parking. What's the point?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently they are already building new lots along with the retail outlets, but God knows when it'll be ready. I'm not surprised if us final year students won't get a chance to use them before we graduate. I don't know what else to do, but this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, please grant us favour. It would be a miracle to find a space early in the morning every single day starting next month. And only You can make that happen. I lift up Taylor's Lakeside Campus' parking lot issue unto Your hands. Amen. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. God bless!&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/37969461-4345042800623310252?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4345042800623310252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4345042800623310252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4345042800623310252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4345042800623310252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-getting-to-me.html' title='It&apos;s getting to me.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3420326138265739830</id><published>2010-03-09T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:50:47.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A teacher a day keeps the red marks away?</title><content type='html'>Okay. That was a really lame title. Moving on...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of us volunteered to teach Primary English and Mathematics tuition for the Poor and Needy Ministry in our church. Well, Ee Leen kinda lured me into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the first meeting last Sunday, we bought went in thinking that the classes would be one-on-one sessions. When they started talking about voice projection and various details, we knew they were talking about a CLASS of students. Of course, being first-timers, we panicked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back from another meeting with the other volunteers. And the adults involved definitely encouraged and assured us that we will be fine with the Lord's guidance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I am more comfortable with Math because I seriously don't know how to teach English. Sorry to say this, but I have given back all the technical terms and concepts to my English teachers. Other than nouns and verbs, I don't know how to explain the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were flipping through the workbooks earlier, we tried to grasp the concept. Most of us wanted to teach Math at first, but in the end we decided to take up both subjects to help out more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be an interesting challenge for us as most of the students do not have a strong background in the language, especially English. All we can do is do our parts by preparing every week, and God will walk us through the rest of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was worried at first. But after much encouragement from the adults, we gained a little more confidence. So I can't wait to start my first teaching experience! We're talking about a person's education here. Don't play, play! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope we will be able to go down to the children's level and think simple! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, time to recall the most simple calculation methods without using the calculator! When we were looking at the fractions chapter in the Math workbook, we almost forgot the method! Thank God that tiny bit of what's left of my primary education is still functioning. Looking forward to the next four months! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3420326138265739830?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3420326138265739830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3420326138265739830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3420326138265739830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3420326138265739830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/03/teacher-day-keeps-red-marks-away.html' title='A teacher a day keeps the red marks away?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7912457360166915931</id><published>2010-02-24T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:54:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious lack of updates.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally blogging again!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so lazy to post up a proper entry in the past couple of months because I haven't been doing much, other than rotting at home and going out once in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My holiday is about to end soon. I can't wait to start college again! March 1st marks the final year of my bachelor's degree. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I wanted to look for a job after Christmas. But of course, the plan failed. And a few people told me to enjoy my holiday for the last time. I just realised I've never had a real break in the past few semester breaks. So, I figured I'd bum around at home for the last time! Lol Because I'll definitely be hunting for an internship during my next break. Wish me luck~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let's see what I've been doing for the past couple of months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I would never forget the best experience of my life, mission trip in Baguio City, Philippines. I miss everyone. And now my two mission trip buddies are in Australia, furthering their studies. Sigh.. how time flies. It's been almost three months since I last saw Jacinto and his family, and Pepito. I miss the cool mountain weather! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Penang for Christmas and spent the New Year's there too. I don't remember the last time I spend New Year's Eve outside church. Lol We've always had a Thanksgiving Night and new year's countdown in church every year, and then a big feast after that! We decided to go during Christmas time instead of Chinese New Year in the past two years because the food stalls are usually closed during CNY. And my grandpa loves eating my Mom's home-cooked meals. So we stayed home this year as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the IMPACT CG leaders went for a team-building retreat at Eagle Ranch Resort, Port Dickson. Our activities were packed. The captain ball game we played in the pool on the second day was the best ball game I've played, EVER. The guys played fair along with us girls and everyone had so much fun. We didn't want to get out of the pool for lunch! I think we played for 2 hours. And activities arranged by the E.R.R. (err... lol) management were no joke. Especially the obstacle course! Climbing over the 8-feet wall was probably our best accomplishment. Thank God for guys! Without them, we would never have been able to do that. This retreat was very rewarding. And I hope everyone grew closer in this trip. One more thing, we all came back looking like roasted chickens! Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, I've only seen two movies this break. Ninja Assassin and Little Big Soldier today. Both with my favourites, Rain, Lee Joon and Lee Hom! :p I better not continue talking about them because I can go on forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met quite a few relatives whom I've never seen before this Chinese New Year, especially my Mom's cousins and their children. The family gathering was a little awkward. Thank God I had my giant cousins with me. Did I mention my cousins are all about two heads taller than me? Lol I feel so intimidated standing next to them. Not sure why it didn't feel like the festive season this year and last Christmas. Something's missing. But I can't put my finger on it. Well, at least we had feasts, gifts, ang pao, and family time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, 2010 marks the year for newer and BIGGER responsibilities. Of course I'm stressed out. I hate pressure. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna do it. I just pray for the help and support from everyone around me. It's not gonna be an easy year for me. Lord, please walk me through this year. And I hope I can find that golden opportunity to fulfill one of my biggest dreams this year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S I miss my Froggies...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7912457360166915931?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7912457360166915931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7912457360166915931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7912457360166915931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7912457360166915931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/02/serious-lack-of-updates.html' title='Serious lack of updates.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8605409904390565895</id><published>2010-01-16T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:41:14.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More acoustic covers by Lyn.</title><content type='html'>Goosebumps~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Care was my favourite. She did it much better than 2NE1! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ycrtwZhAvq0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ycrtwZhAvq0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her voice so much! Her versions sound much better than the original! LOL I love acoustic covers. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8605409904390565895?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8605409904390565895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8605409904390565895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8605409904390565895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8605409904390565895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-acoustic-covers-by-lyn.html' title='More acoustic covers by Lyn.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4938409068810805335</id><published>2010-01-03T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:06:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the rookies part 2!</title><content type='html'>I apologise for the lack of updates because I'm so not inspired to write anything interesting while I've been rotting at home for the past few weeks. I said I wanted to post a full report of our mission trip to Philippines. But I figured it would be kinda dull to post an entry without pictures. I didn't bring my camera. The words might blind you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I try to get some inspiration, enjoy these few videos! It's been a while since I've shared something. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about girl power, bring on the best male rookies of 2009! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MBLAQ &lt;/span&gt;a.k.a. Rain's boys and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BEAST&lt;/span&gt;. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl group dance covers were funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bz7kKLX_7PU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bz7kKLX_7PU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More dance battle. But it's too short! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4gf0zFeZnI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4gf0zFeZnI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this MJ tribute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGCQxKAz56o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGCQxKAz56o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4938409068810805335?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4938409068810805335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4938409068810805335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4938409068810805335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4938409068810805335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-apologise-for-lack-of-updates-because.html' title='Battle of the rookies part 2!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3928589993316931673</id><published>2009-12-06T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:50:51.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most rewarding trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SxuMddczg1I/AAAAAAAABI0/8E2jzfxu35I/s1600-h/16161_1277105041069_1033261044_841404_6318445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SxuMddczg1I/AAAAAAAABI0/8E2jzfxu35I/s400/16161_1277105041069_1033261044_841404_6318445_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412073814965322578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SxuMdPqET_I/AAAAAAAABIs/2QExlXMes50/s1600-h/16161_1277108041144_1033261044_841406_132564_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SxuMdPqET_I/AAAAAAAABIs/2QExlXMes50/s400/16161_1277108041144_1033261044_841406_132564_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412073811262853106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a day late, but who cares. I'm home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll post a daily journal about our 8 days at the beautiful land of the Philippines, specifically Baguio City and the village in Bagong soon after I finish a proper report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned! Pictures and videos will be up on Facebook soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time, SALAMAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Pictures courtesy of Christopher. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3928589993316931673?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3928589993316931673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3928589993316931673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3928589993316931673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3928589993316931673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/12/most-rewarding-trip.html' title='The most rewarding trip.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SxuMddczg1I/AAAAAAAABI0/8E2jzfxu35I/s72-c/16161_1277105041069_1033261044_841404_6318445_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1083865541099178777</id><published>2009-11-19T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:58:22.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet freedom.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally free from the most chaotic semester ever. UniSA Year 2, DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really enjoying my break for the past couple of days. It's been a while since we've had dinner with Stanley, he brought Ee Leen and I out for Thai food! It's so, so, so good. I'm still salivating now thinking about it. Check it out on &lt;a href="http://flavalogy.com/review/18/11/2009/thai-thai-restaurant-sunway-pyramid"&gt;Flavalogy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ming Kam(?), no idea. I keep forgetting the name of this dish. Just mix a little bit of everything and voila~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSwaXsmZwI/AAAAAAAABIk/4UdCxv6WTfM/s1600/DSC08058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSwaXsmZwI/AAAAAAAABIk/4UdCxv6WTfM/s400/DSC08058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405639419835606786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley didn't touch the chili padi at all. Hahaha! I like this appetizer, it's very refreshing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdk1sQcI/AAAAAAAABIc/f1yZlSnvmlA/s1600/DSC08064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdk1sQcI/AAAAAAAABIc/f1yZlSnvmlA/s400/DSC08064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405638375391379906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pineapple rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdQP7clI/AAAAAAAABIU/YYsiXCdcPN0/s1600/DSC08066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdQP7clI/AAAAAAAABIU/YYsiXCdcPN0/s400/DSC08066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405638369864282706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Yam Goong! A must-have in Thai restaurants. This is one of the best I've tasted, and it was mild! Look at the size of the prawn. Yummy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdPqNqSI/AAAAAAAABIM/RE7u9YFfyKg/s1600/Photo426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvdPqNqSI/AAAAAAAABIM/RE7u9YFfyKg/s400/Photo426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405638369706092834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pandan Wrapped Chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvcmLUz2I/AAAAAAAABIE/95q33Fu6_fU/s1600/Photo425_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvcmLUz2I/AAAAAAAABIE/95q33Fu6_fU/s400/Photo425_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405638358570684258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mango Sticky Rice! Another Thai dessert must-have. I was already bloated by the time we came to this dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvcbAerHI/AAAAAAAABH8/0Z_ATOoCSPQ/s1600/DSC08069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSvcbAerHI/AAAAAAAABH8/0Z_ATOoCSPQ/s400/DSC08069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405638355572403314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a delicious meal indeed! Thank you Stanley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had twisted my big toe the day before after falling down on the road when it was raining. This gave Ee Leen another reason to call me a grandma. Stanley wondered if I did it on purpose to be a good friend to Ee Leen and suffer together, since she hurt hers (THE SAME TOE) a few weeks ago. -______-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, wouldn't it be weird seeing us walking like ducks together if we had hurt our toes at the same time. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we crashed Stanley's place for a while because he wanted to show us the David Foster &amp;amp; Friends concert. We were so awed watching all the performances. I didn't know David Foster was behind all those great classics! He invited many artists for this charity concert in Las Vegas and they performed some of those classics while he played the piano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's too bad the greats like Barbara Streisand, Celine Dion and Whitney Houston weren't actually there. They appeared through a couple of clips here and there. But it was awesome watching Andrea Bocelli, Peter Cetera, Michael Buble, Josh Groban, and some of the past American Idol dropouts like Katharine McPhee and Michael Johns. Michael Johns was great!!! It's funny how the dropouts are doing far better than the actual winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one of the performances that gave me real goosebumps was Charice, the little 16-year-old from Philippines. She is C.R.A.Z.Y. She never fails to make my hair stand while her perform. I remember watching her on Oprah and I just went O____O. Ee Leen was so shocked because she doesn't sound like how she looks! Singing songs by Whitney Houston and Celine Dion is asking for a suicide. But she does it easily, perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3nAnju3Zc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3nAnju3Zc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the Philippines, I'll be going there for a mission trip in less than two weeks' time! It's my first and I'm REALLY excited. Everyone has been telling us how dangerous it is to go at this time, with the storms and typhoons happening so often. But we trust that God has His special timing when he gave us this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm finally on a break, I better use all the time I have to prepare! Can't wait to show our little performances to the people in the villages. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1083865541099178777?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1083865541099178777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1083865541099178777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1083865541099178777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1083865541099178777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-freedom.html' title='Sweet freedom.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SwSwaXsmZwI/AAAAAAAABIk/4UdCxv6WTfM/s72-c/DSC08058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8929452138293427099</id><published>2009-11-16T08:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:50:56.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it?</title><content type='html'>They're back. Bigger and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lggDCMnQ3sE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lggDCMnQ3sE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKmT6euVZZE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKmT6euVZZE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ... without leader Jay. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is still waiting for him. Everyone is stuck at 1.59pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8929452138293427099?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8929452138293427099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8929452138293427099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8929452138293427099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8929452138293427099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-time-is-it.html' title='What time is it?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4691052976361045695</id><published>2009-11-14T10:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:59:43.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've joined the club!</title><content type='html'>Last night was indeed the best assignment break ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of us were still rushing the worst assignment nightmare the night before, Andrea wished me on MSN and said she was sorry I had to spend my last moments as a teenager like this. Stepping into the 20's club with Journalism Ethics is not a good feeling at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in class was completely zombiefied during our 8am class. It was our last day of class for the semester. We're done with our second year! Well, technically not yet. We still have two submissions on Monday. But I just wanted to enjoy my day and forget about assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch with Qiki, Jason, Joanne, Chern Lin and Mun Suet, Qiki crashed my place for a while. Poor Nabs was still preoccupied with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, the first thing that came into my inbox was a video clip sent by Chern Lin. She said she was going to sing a birthday song for me in Korean, but I didn't expect her to do it so quickly. We just had lunch together! It was such a cute video. Thank you Chern Lin, Jason, Joanne and Mun Suet!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have IMPACT last night and all the Cell Groups went on with their individual programmes instead. Since our plan to go to Snowflakes failed the last time, we decide to bring our FROGs there this time. It was also a combined birthday celebration for Melissa, Chloe and Yours Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d190tOGI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyglZWwwsQ4/s1600-h/13650_175312513381_717133381_2852002_207913_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d190tOGI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyglZWwwsQ4/s320/13650_175312513381_717133381_2852002_207913_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403789415857076322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, it was supposed to be just us FROGs. But a few more IMPACTers joined us later after their skit practice at church. NaCL was there and many aunties tagged along as well. FGA USJ took up almost half the place! We felt bad for occupying the place because there were so many people waiting in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charis had a smart plan and asked us to play 'Mafia'. It was a little weird because the place was so noisy. We could barely hear each other. But we went and played along. As usual, everybody was given our respective 'characters' and we were asked to close our eyes. The moment we opened our eyes later, Melissa, Chloe and I were greeted with a really cute birthday cake made by Charis, Caryn and Auntie Siew Fong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the cute little smiley faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d0y57vtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T54dbbevuzc/s1600-h/13650_175317358381_717133381_2852068_7117813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d0y57vtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/T54dbbevuzc/s320/13650_175317358381_717133381_2852068_7117813_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403789395746340562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us picked a face and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d1e4bCeI/AAAAAAAAACY/XAU72dyKnt8/s1600-h/13650_175318323381_717133381_2852071_4440537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d1e4bCeI/AAAAAAAAACY/XAU72dyKnt8/s320/13650_175318323381_717133381_2852071_4440537_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403789407551162850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade started playing with it first. And we thought that it was a good idea for all of us to pose like that. The poor girl had to hold that pose for quite a while before everyone managed to stick it on our tongues properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the presents! Thank you Melissa, Charis, Chloe, Jade, Ji Huey, Cheng Yi, Ying Ying, Yunny, Hannah, Caryn, and Auntie Siew Fong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d1rfX-nI/AAAAAAAAACg/afi0diTvsts/s1600-h/13650_175318333381_717133381_2852072_6040099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d1rfX-nI/AAAAAAAAACg/afi0diTvsts/s320/13650_175318333381_717133381_2852072_6040099_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403789410935765618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great spending time with the FROGs last night. I had to rush home because Jon called me and said he wanted to collect the digital camcorder I had borrowed from him earlier. After sending Charis, Jade and Chloe home, I quickly rushed home because it was very late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me a couple of times to rush me and said Jon had been waiting outside my house for very long. It was weird because he told me to let him know when I'm home and then he'll come. So I thought maybe he decided to go straight to my house. When I was right behind my house he called again and said he had to go over to Ee Leen's house to fix her printer. That gave me a little more time to get the camera and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, Auntie Mary and Auntie May were there. But I still didn't suspect anything because they always come to my house randomly. I figured they were preparing for tomorrow's children's carnival or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went upstairs to get the camera in my room. I noticed that my room was a little cold, the air condition was switched off not long ago. I thought probably my Mom was in my room clearing stuff. I picked up the monopod. Suddenly I heard a loud bang on my toilet door. It usually makes this kind of noise because of the wind, but this was loud. I thought maybe someone else was using my toilet. But I couldn't think of anyone. And then, I saw an orange light coming through the door. It looked like a torch light and I freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just about to go down and call my Mom... when THIS happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYMvSj-9qd8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYMvSj-9qd8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!! I was genuinely surprised. I did not expected anything at all! I had Jon's monopod in my hands and they thought I was ready to attack them! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Ee Leen had been texting Charis the whole time asking her to delay a little. But we naturally ended late because we had to wait for some of the parents to pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious listening to all their initial plans. Apparently they wanted one of the girls with long hair to sit at my toilet bowl alone with her face covered to scare me in the dark! If that were to happen, I would really have gotten a heart attack! Thank God they had a better plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all worried that I would immediately start changing my clothes after entering my room. Now that would have been awkward and embarrassing. I can't believe they even considered that possibility! XD Some of them hid in the toilet and most of them were in the guest room. A few of us them had waited for a long time for me to come home! Cheryl said she stared at the cake for so long and it was starting to melt. Ammie accidentally burned her fingers and blowed all the candles while rushing to light them! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen said she banged the toilet door because she couldn't figure out the lock at first. She wanted me to hear the bang and open the door to check what is inside. But I told her I WOULD NOT open the door if that were to happen! I'm a coward like that. I'd probably run downstairs to get my parents. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you everybody for giving me the best surprise ever. You said it was a very last minute plan but it totally worked! So, THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ee Leen, Ammie, Cheryl, Amanda, Pei Yi, Jade, Li Teng, Nicholas, Christopher, JonLoh, Brian, Barry, Brandon, Fermen, Joshua, Auntie Mary, Auntie May, and my parents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people welcomed me into the new club. It is indeed a great pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYBODY! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... back to my last two assignments. -___-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4691052976361045695?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4691052976361045695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4691052976361045695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4691052976361045695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4691052976361045695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-joined-club.html' title='I&apos;ve joined the club!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SYMhgCu-ocY/Sv4d190tOGI/AAAAAAAAACo/eyglZWwwsQ4/s72-c/13650_175312513381_717133381_2852002_207913_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1659606585675341756</id><published>2009-11-09T14:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:19:17.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still can't believe it either!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(Referring to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovepigging.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-cant-believe-it.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ee Leen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;'s latest entry.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I was really shocked when Ee Leen called me on Friday night and told me the biggest news of the week (or year XD). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I was alone at Ebenezer home fellowship waiting for my Mom. All I could think about was "WHAT?!" and "FINALLY!". I couldn't really scream, but I think I did scream to Ee Leen over the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ee Leen and I, along with some hundred people, have been bugging him about this. When he told us soon, we didn't expect it to be this soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We were just talking about it again yesterday. Stanley, if you're reading this, we feel just as weird as you, but we're &lt;/span&gt;REEEEEALLY&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; happy for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Although we can't drag you out as often for ice-cream sessions anymore after you get married, we'll crash your home with a few tubs of our favourite BR next time. And we promise we'll take your kids out too! =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Once again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; *throws confetti*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SvexE3PsQDI/AAAAAAAABH0/lOcTr0INtk0/s1600-h/P1010084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SvexE3PsQDI/AAAAAAAABH0/lOcTr0INtk0/s400/P1010084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401980975161557042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1659606585675341756?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1659606585675341756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1659606585675341756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1659606585675341756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1659606585675341756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-cant-believe-it-either.html' title='I still can&apos;t believe it either!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SvexE3PsQDI/AAAAAAAABH0/lOcTr0INtk0/s72-c/P1010084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2094174688224480287</id><published>2009-11-07T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:30:58.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cracks of my broken heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/okjI002vZuQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/okjI002vZuQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2094174688224480287?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2094174688224480287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2094174688224480287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2094174688224480287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2094174688224480287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/11/cracks-of-my-broken-heart.html' title='Cracks of my broken heart.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7955021600306762616</id><published>2009-10-27T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:19:03.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait for this to end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethical journalism requires conscientious decision making in context.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sentence will be haunting me for the next three weeks. Let the nightmare begin... AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7955021600306762616?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7955021600306762616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7955021600306762616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7955021600306762616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7955021600306762616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait-for-this-to-end.html' title='Can&apos;t wait for this to end.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8379729000537279661</id><published>2009-10-21T23:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:58:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break too long.</title><content type='html'>We had a three hour break in between classes and assignments were waaaay back in our minds. So we decided to 'travel'! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green with envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s-M3nO4I/AAAAAAAABG8/Oul5R7C1yjU/s1600-h/7129_157169522843_543202843_2880844_1695926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s-M3nO4I/AAAAAAAABG8/Oul5R7C1yjU/s400/7129_157169522843_543202843_2880844_1695926_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080325731138434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ride a roller coaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8u2sAE7aI/AAAAAAAABHs/CGcihPCxNqA/s1600-h/7129_157169497843_543202843_2880840_317244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8u2sAE7aI/AAAAAAAABHs/CGcihPCxNqA/s400/7129_157169497843_543202843_2880840_317244_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395082395672440226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the sea~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s9oDaWHI/AAAAAAAABG0/gua-EDaXKMU/s1600-h/7129_157169452843_543202843_2880836_6773583_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s9oDaWHI/AAAAAAAABG0/gua-EDaXKMU/s400/7129_157169452843_543202843_2880836_6773583_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080315848513650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be the next Neil Armstrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s9QLVKwI/AAAAAAAABGs/vOltamIh8OM/s1600-h/7129_157169487843_543202843_2880839_5697070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s9QLVKwI/AAAAAAAABGs/vOltamIh8OM/s400/7129_157169487843_543202843_2880839_5697070_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080309439277826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to visit the dentist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s81miNiI/AAAAAAAABGc/yFiMCcrrjZg/s1600-h/7129_157169512843_543202843_2880842_6073464_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s81miNiI/AAAAAAAABGc/yFiMCcrrjZg/s400/7129_157169512843_543202843_2880842_6073464_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080302305621538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason's expression, EPIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiXhXw5I/AAAAAAAABHk/fwpejRdWWZk/s1600-h/7129_157190577843_543202843_2881093_3444697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiXhXw5I/AAAAAAAABHk/fwpejRdWWZk/s400/7129_157190577843_543202843_2881093_3444697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080947065930642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oldies in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiVgU-gI/AAAAAAAABHc/dxhlSwFK2jY/s1600-h/7129_157190602843_543202843_2881096_7940697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiVgU-gI/AAAAAAAABHc/dxhlSwFK2jY/s400/7129_157190602843_543202843_2881096_7940697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080946524682754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see colours~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiOhOprI/AAAAAAAABHU/MtwOlH8mjgI/s1600-h/7129_157190607843_543202843_2881097_7911120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8tiOhOprI/AAAAAAAABHU/MtwOlH8mjgI/s400/7129_157190607843_543202843_2881097_7911120_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080944649414322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scary eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8thtlKt6I/AAAAAAAABHM/4LYYprD8r54/s1600-h/7129_157190562843_543202843_2881091_3993099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8thtlKt6I/AAAAAAAABHM/4LYYprD8r54/s400/7129_157190562843_543202843_2881091_3993099_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080935807563682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... a trip to Paris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8thS-8c6I/AAAAAAAABHE/CxH7p6qDb5U/s1600-h/7129_157190587843_543202843_2881094_2482644_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8thS-8c6I/AAAAAAAABHE/CxH7p6qDb5U/s400/7129_157190587843_543202843_2881094_2482644_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395080928667923362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More 'trips' next week, guys? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonders of the Mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8379729000537279661?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8379729000537279661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8379729000537279661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8379729000537279661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8379729000537279661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/10/break-too-long.html' title='A break too long.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/St8s-M3nO4I/AAAAAAAABG8/Oul5R7C1yjU/s72-c/7129_157169522843_543202843_2880844_1695926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5602916374881274726</id><published>2009-10-18T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:28:55.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>Battle of the rookies: GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MBLAQ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain's first masterpiece as a producer. It's like watching five Rains! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qfr7IVq5164&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qfr7IVq5164&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B2ST/Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return of the dropouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0XYeOf7Suc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0XYeOf7Suc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I personally prefer MBLAQ. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5602916374881274726?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5602916374881274726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5602916374881274726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5602916374881274726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5602916374881274726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4091968046093179353</id><published>2009-10-15T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:15:10.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there.</title><content type='html'>I have one more month until the end of semester! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sleeping in peace ever since the Raya holidays. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ASSignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you get when you enroll yourself into a 100% assessment-based course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had two assignments due this week, three submissions and a presentation last week, and two the week before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, I have another one due next Friday, but that's already done halfway after our group presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I survived the past three weeks. Thank You, Lord for bringing me through. Couldn't have done it without You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am mentally-drained. So please excuse anything that doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to see my flash animation??? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad tomorrow's a holiday for us. Should have seen the look on everyone's faces today. And I thought last Friday's class full of zombies was bad enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get some sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4091968046093179353?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4091968046093179353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4091968046093179353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4091968046093179353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4091968046093179353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/10/almost-there.html' title='Almost there.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8224774016482785752</id><published>2009-10-12T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:04:54.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I refuse to believe that I am a lost generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8224774016482785752?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8224774016482785752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8224774016482785752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8224774016482785752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8224774016482785752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-refuse-to-believe-that-i-am-lost.html' title='I refuse to believe that I am a lost generation.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7754083046494144697</id><published>2009-09-30T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:10:09.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art goes straight to the heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOhf3OvRXKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible sand art by Kseniya Simonova. She won the Ukrainian version of 'Britain's Got Talent' this year. In this demonstration, she uses sand art to convey the German invasion and occupation of Ukraine during World War II. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience cried watching this. I didn't feel what they did because I have never experienced what they had. But watching this makes me understand how art can truly strike a person's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speed and accuracy of her fingers are simply amazing. You can tell how much effort she puts into her demonstrations because she uses different compilations of sounds and music to go along with her art. I'm not sure about this but she probably would have edited the music herself. The combination of music and art is just ... WOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably my tenth time watching it. But I'm still not tired of it. There are several other sand arts she did on the show. Do check out the videos on YouTube. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7754083046494144697?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7754083046494144697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7754083046494144697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7754083046494144697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7754083046494144697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-goes-straight-to-heart.html' title='Art goes straight to the heart.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4135120845386364436</id><published>2009-09-29T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:19:28.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Having a baby makes me soft!"</title><content type='html'>It's back to reality after a week's mid-semester break. Initially we had three things due this Friday: a case study for Journalism Ethics and a two-part article critique for International Media Communications media forum. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The media forum is a limited time assignment which requires us to post our critique on the article posted online just yesterday. The critique is due tomorrow. Plus, we have to look through all our classmates' critique pieces and choose one to write a peer evaluation paper on it, due less than two days later as well. This, plus the Journalism Ethics case study which requires us to analyse a newspaper article comparing the reporting to basic journalism code of ethics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, FINDING the article is a pain. Although we had a couple of weeks, it's not easy to find a suitable article. Of course, we admit it is our own fault for our shameful procrastination. We didn't bother asking for an extension because we knew it is hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this time we were REALLY desperate, especially when she asked us why we all looked so stoned in class today. We tried our luck. She refused. Later on, after pleading desperately, she demanded for a concrete reason on why we should be granted an extension. After much reasoning and debate, she finally gave in. YAY! But we have to promise quality work with the extra time given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She later yelled out in frustration, "Having a baby makes me soft!". Quote of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You, Lord! Thank you Ms G! After experiencing something very disappointing today, I have definitely learned my lesson. I promise I will work 100 times harder and stop procrastinating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one more thing, the new neighbours are moving in in a few months' time. They just started doing some major renovation today. The noise is killing me. I don't know how am I gonna do my work in the next couple of weeks. But I definitely won't be staying home much during the day! Anybody willing to let me crash their place for a few hours? =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4135120845386364436?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4135120845386364436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4135120845386364436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4135120845386364436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4135120845386364436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/having-baby-makes-me-soft.html' title='&quot;Having a baby makes me soft!&quot;'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2752891667507654259</id><published>2009-09-27T14:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:52:53.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings fulfilled.</title><content type='html'>For the past week, I went on a couple of trips with our newly formed group, The Makan Kakis, and ate what seemed like a whole month's worth of food.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First stop, &lt;b&gt;Louisiana @ Plaza Kelana Jaya&lt;/b&gt; all-you-can-eat pasta for only RM14.90!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea has been telling me about this place for a few weeks. Ever since I told Ee Leen about it, we told ourselves we have to try it soon. And since she didn't have class on Fridays and my afternoon classes were cancelled for the day, we went ahead along with Jon, Pei Yi and Cheryl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lunch hour promotion was only from 11.30am to 3pm. We wanted to make full use of the time, so we left early and arrived shortly after it started. The soup wasn't even prepared yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9m-YOca-I/AAAAAAAABFU/1_ll_Gv5jxw/s1600-h/P1010447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9m-YOca-I/AAAAAAAABFU/1_ll_Gv5jxw/s400/P1010447.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136901199358946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides pasta, the set also includes a glass of non-refillable Iced Lemon Tea, salad and a scoop of ice-cream. We were lucky to have hot tea on the house that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr91a8HGn2I/AAAAAAAABFc/6BiX1lAwqbk/s1600-h/DSC07539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr91a8HGn2I/AAAAAAAABFc/6BiX1lAwqbk/s400/DSC07539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152785031372642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mhaQNLOI/AAAAAAAABE8/6ni2uV1RQdE/s1600-h/P1010450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mhaQNLOI/AAAAAAAABE8/6ni2uV1RQdE/s400/P1010450.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136403527412962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon decided not to take up the challenge. So he ordered a plate of Chicken Chop for himself. He was surprised at how much we girls ate that day. But the poor guy had to wait a couple of hours for us to digest all those pasta. Did I mention Ee Leen, Pei Yi and I ate four plates each, and Cheryl had three? That's 15 plates by four girls in three hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here comes the spaghetti! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicken Smoked Sausage&lt;/b&gt;. I added a little too much hot sauce, which made it even more sour. Funny how the 'hot' sauce wasn't hot at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mSlJtHZI/AAAAAAAABE0/UmzwfufQvDU/s1600-h/P1010451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mSlJtHZI/AAAAAAAABE0/UmzwfufQvDU/s400/P1010451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136148754898322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mexican Aglio Olive&lt;/b&gt;. This was my favourite. Simple, yet tasty. Ee Leen ordered this as her first plate and she finished it in like five minutes! The waitress came immediately to take her next order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mJily3DI/AAAAAAAABEs/zTPppk3zRRg/s1600-h/P1010454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mJily3DI/AAAAAAAABEs/zTPppk3zRRg/s400/P1010454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135993448586290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creamy Pesto White Fish&lt;/b&gt;. Now, this plate was a bit of a challenge. The pesto sauce was pretty much tasteless. No matter how much 'hot' sauce I added, it still tasted the same. The fried fish was nice though. This was Cheryl's third and last plate. It took her a very long time to finish it. I didn't blame her. We still had plenty of time left. So I told her to eat the spaghetti strand by strand, she would be able to finish in time. And she did! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mBlXHNxI/AAAAAAAABEk/m3ja8JlWzCo/s1600-h/P1010457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9mBlXHNxI/AAAAAAAABEk/m3ja8JlWzCo/s400/P1010457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135856753358610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beef Bolognaise.&lt;/b&gt; Sorry, I mixed it immediately and forgot to take a picture. Guess I was too full and confused. This plate was much better than the previous. It was my last one and it took me about half an hour to finish it. Regret ordering the Creamy Pesto! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9lvktLn4I/AAAAAAAABEU/hXYsjKpWYaA/s1600-h/P1010460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9lvktLn4I/AAAAAAAABEU/hXYsjKpWYaA/s400/P1010460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135547339841410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicken Carbonara.&lt;/b&gt; Pei Yi ordered this as her last plate. Our strategy for the day was to eat the ones with sour and appetizing sauces before moving on to the creamy ones later. Although I usually like Carbonara, I couldn't take another plate of creamy spaghetti. We really salute Pei Yi for being able to down the whole plate. You should have seen her. We were shocked at how much she could eat! And she still looked fine and was back to her hyper self on the journey back in the car, torturing Cheryl. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9l36JsbLI/AAAAAAAABEc/QEjoJkCfNUc/s1600-h/P1010458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9l36JsbLI/AAAAAAAABEc/QEjoJkCfNUc/s400/P1010458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135690535529650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only one scoop, but I didn't complain. Tasted like the regular Walls ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr91jRzzJYI/AAAAAAAABFk/uug-MTQM4Mo/s1600-h/DSC07557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr91jRzzJYI/AAAAAAAABFk/uug-MTQM4Mo/s400/DSC07557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386152928294937986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our stomachs were totally bloated after that. Four plates of pasta is no joke. Don't try this at home! Seriously, when we were almost done, one of the waitress came to our table with the wrong order and asked if anyone ordered another Chicken Carbonara. I almost puked the moment I heard that. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a little bit of time left. We were too full to do anything else. Managed to catch a fly and trap it in the glass. We watched it drown in the Iced Lemon Tea. Such sadists ... =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9ljwhXETI/AAAAAAAABEM/DB1EQmKQadE/s1600-h/P1010461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9ljwhXETI/AAAAAAAABEM/DB1EQmKQadE/s400/P1010461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135344353055026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat right beside the Kelana Lake! The view was so nice and the weather was great! Love the tiny breeze we had while eating. The girls commented it looked like we were on a ship instead. Watching the water flow made it seemed like we were moving! I got a little dizzy after a while, thank God I sat on the inner seat. Pei Yi said it could be the restaurant's strategy to make their customers feel seasick and not eat so much of their pasta. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9m3y_j9sI/AAAAAAAABFM/gQL19Qjr7ng/s1600-h/P1010448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9m3y_j9sI/AAAAAAAABFM/gQL19Qjr7ng/s400/P1010448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136788125611714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9msOOts3I/AAAAAAAABFE/2NyC8oDBLcQ/s1600-h/P1010449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9msOOts3I/AAAAAAAABFE/2NyC8oDBLcQ/s400/P1010449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386136589278491506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dropping Jon at church, we accompanied Ee Leen to run some errands in Taipan. Walked into a couple of boutiques as well. And guess what? We felt a little hungry after that! XD So we dropped by 100Yen shop for their famous shaved ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mango Shaved Ice. &lt;/b&gt;Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9lShlmQII/AAAAAAAABEE/agc_IE50Rz8/s1600-h/P1010462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9lShlmQII/AAAAAAAABEE/agc_IE50Rz8/s400/P1010462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386135048286519426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Full review up @ &lt;a href="http://www.flavalogy.com/"&gt;FLAVALOGY&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip, &lt;b&gt;Tenji Japanese Buffet&lt;/b&gt;!!! I finally came to my first Japanese buffet meal, at promotion price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pei Yi invited Ee Leen, Cheryl and I for the special Raya promotion meal. She had initially booked for her family, but couldn't make it at the end. So, like Ee Leen said, we were invited to be her 'parents' for the day! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got lost along the way because of failed signboards and Google Maps. Thank God Ee Leen called Jon, he helped us check the map online. And thanks to Pei Yi's knowledge of some roads, we managed to find the place just a little after the lunchtime started. We could eat up until 4pm. WOOHOO~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't expect too many pictures because I was too busy eating. You should thank me for saving your saliva by looking at less pictures of food. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BJZ9O0zI/AAAAAAAABFs/ibMz9Fqrs1c/s1600-h/P1010463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BJZ9O0zI/AAAAAAAABFs/ibMz9Fqrs1c/s400/P1010463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165677944918834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first round, followed by about five more rounds of endless food after that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BJ0_6g_I/AAAAAAAABF0/3iIZwXu3kZs/s1600-h/P1010464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BJ0_6g_I/AAAAAAAABF0/3iIZwXu3kZs/s400/P1010464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165685203928050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had four drinks in total that day. The fresh coconut is definitely a must-have in Tenji. It is soooo refreshing! And they didn't run out of supply, not until towards the end of the session. I had three of those. We sat right next to the drinks counter and chocolate fondue counter. It was very convenient for us to sneak more drinks and desserts. I wouldn't recommend the self-service fruit juices because they aren't very fresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl helped me to order this from the counter. She had to wait in line for it though. This is my mango-flavoured ice-blended drink with little kiwi seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BKTX1IyI/AAAAAAAABF8/00zD8ZbFqhU/s1600-h/P1010465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BKTX1IyI/AAAAAAAABF8/00zD8ZbFqhU/s400/P1010465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165693357302562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheryl had the same and Pei Yi had the dragon fruit flavour. Ee Leen almost freaked out after we placed it in front of her when she came back to her seat. Hahaha! I wanted to try another flavour, which was the lime and syrup. The drink is in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Such a pretty colour. But I was too full to have anymore drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marshmallow chocolate fondue. Heavenly! Pei Yi wanted to make a pretty pattern, but failed. Guess she was too excited! =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BKyQ5IVI/AAAAAAAABGE/p3folVQ6oj4/s1600-h/P1010469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BKyQ5IVI/AAAAAAAABGE/p3folVQ6oj4/s400/P1010469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165701649703250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought these from the other dessert counter. As we were queuing up later for ice-cream, Ee Leen and I suddenly wondered how on earth did Pei Yi carry all those plates by herself. She didn't wanna reveal her secret. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BLQkfz1I/AAAAAAAABGM/BJwFK54NrZo/s1600-h/P1010472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-BLQkfz1I/AAAAAAAABGM/BJwFK54NrZo/s400/P1010472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165709784993618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention they &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DID NOT HAVE HAAGEN DAAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?! Nooooo... that's like one of the main highlights here! Maybe it was because of the promotion. Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. At least we still had Baskin Robbins (Oh Stanley... XD). We waited in line for some 30 minutes for it! While waiting, I couldn't help staring at the cookies. They kept the temperature for the cookie storage at 42 degrees and above. I just HAD to try the Cinnamon Chocolate Chip cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-Bczg0WjI/AAAAAAAABGU/OwhNBFxEHmQ/s1600-h/P1010473.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-Bczg0WjI/AAAAAAAABGU/OwhNBFxEHmQ/s1600-h/P1010473.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr-Bczg0WjI/AAAAAAAABGU/OwhNBFxEHmQ/s400/P1010473.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166011222579762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favourites was the &lt;b&gt;Garlic Chicken&lt;/b&gt;. This was one of the dishes we had to order. Each of us had our own metal clip with our table numbers written on it. All you have to do is drop the clips in the bowl prepared in some of the dishes. We expected them to take a really long time because there were so many people. But some of the dishes came even before we got back to our table! Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another favourite, raw salmon slices. No words could describe this! Ee Leen and I enjoyed it a lot. We were a little disappointed with the lobster though. They just had to make it into a seafood salad dish. We couldn't barely taste the flesh. This reminds me of Langkawi earlier this year. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clams were awesome too. And I loooove the baby octopus. The sauce was delicious. And the sushi... who can complain about their sushi? Just awesome! But our wasabi dried up almost immediately because of the air condition. -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! Another complain we have was the fire for our mini steamboat thing. It took us ONE HOUR to cook the tiny wok of vegetables and some other stuff. But the fire was blowing towards every other direction but directly under the wok, again because of the strong air condition. Everything just tasted so weird, as though it was overcooked and undercooked at the same time. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, I really enjoyed this meal! We totally ate our money's worth. Totally satisfied my Japanese food cravings for a while. I was also very impressed with their service. Despite the number of tables they have to serve, we had people constantly collecting our used plates and attending to our concerns. Efficient workers indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very filling, but at least it wasn't as bad as the pasta session. Cheryl was VERY full. She walked around the restaurant expressionless for quite a few rounds to try to digest. Apparently some aunties saw her and couldn't help laughing. Poor girl... hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Pei Yi for inviting us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next round, anyone? Don't tell me pasta, because I currently have a phobia which will probably last until the end of the year. But I wouldn't mind another round of Japanese food. Because my Japanese food cravings will never end! Or maybe Korean BBQ? ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2752891667507654259?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2752891667507654259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2752891667507654259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2752891667507654259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2752891667507654259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/cravings-fulfilled.html' title='Cravings fulfilled.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sr9m-YOca-I/AAAAAAAABFU/1_ll_Gv5jxw/s72-c/P1010447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4356432603059575207</id><published>2009-09-16T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:34:33.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First round of assignments DONE!</title><content type='html'>Time for de-stressing... Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stocking punishment is hilarious! I couldn't stop laughing for 10 minutes straight watching this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J_hbYAt0cwI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J_hbYAt0cwI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5jJF0VDnv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5jJF0VDnv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0CBJsHIC70&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0CBJsHIC70&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay ... ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4356432603059575207?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4356432603059575207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4356432603059575207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4356432603059575207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4356432603059575207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-round-of-assignments-done.html' title='First round of assignments DONE!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6362539539552909355</id><published>2009-09-09T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:50:33.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15Malaysia</title><content type='html'>The cameos by the politicians and celebrities are funny. And the random Amber Chia moment, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHa-W1QNU2Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHa-W1QNU2Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZ0ZxudpvNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZ0ZxudpvNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more short films, visit &lt;a href="http://www.15Malaysia.com"&gt;http://www.15Malaysia.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;090909&lt;/span&gt; everybody!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6362539539552909355?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6362539539552909355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6362539539552909355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6362539539552909355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6362539539552909355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/15malaysia.html' title='15Malaysia'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4758011532190535069</id><published>2009-09-08T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:50:57.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Netizens, worst than the paparazzi.</title><content type='html'>Ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect this issue to be blown way out of proportion until I saw the suicide petitions going around. WHAT?! I know it's becoming such a 'trend' for celebrity suicides lately. But you can't force one to do it just because he said some bad things about his OWN country when he wasn't even thinking straight. And he apologised! For something he did out of frustration FOUR YEARS AGO. But no, this wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a leader, he decided to take up the responsibility and lift the burden of his members by resigning. And it hasn't even been a year since they debuted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most ironic thing about this is now the netizens actually regret overreacting. But it's too late! Over 1000 fans sent Jay Park a.k.a. Jaebum at the airport today, 1000 screaming and crying fans. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he'll stay strong and come back as a better person. DO NOT SUBMIT TO THE TREND, Jay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching him and the boys in Wild Bunny. Such a crazy bunch of celebrities who are not bothered about their 'perfect' image at all as an idol group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5h9s6iU9xI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5h9s6iU9xI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHnvOioWS3s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHnvOioWS3s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjCbCE-mngw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjCbCE-mngw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSFjTG1sfu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cSFjTG1sfu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYP, you just lost an incredibly talented artist. I don't know what's gonna happen to the group. I just hope Jay will come back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLiLn91TKzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wLiLn91TKzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2PM, fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4758011532190535069?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4758011532190535069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4758011532190535069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4758011532190535069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4758011532190535069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/netizens-worst-than-paparazzi.html' title='Netizens, worst than the paparazzi.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5074732935042224982</id><published>2009-09-05T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:24:54.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the rookies!</title><content type='html'>SM Entertainment unleashes is newest girl group - f(x)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good singers and dancers. Two of them are Chinese! You'll definitely notice a unique member in this group. And no, she's not a guy. She's Amber, the rapper. And she's ABC! She really reminds me of Coffee Prince. No surprise there. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0-U6dx-FMM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0-U6dx-FMM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the cheers for Amber were extra loud during her parts, and from fangirls! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4ReuMdeyNo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4ReuMdeyNo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is definitely interesting after watching rookie girl groups debuting one by one. I don't know why the sudden explosion of girl groups. But 2NE1 is obviously the most powerful one at the moment. They can easily be considered professionals by now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would love to see how f(x) will do (Talk about Math equations! f(x), 2NE1,  4Minute) because SM never fails to produce quality artists. Can't wait for tomorrow's performance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lacha, lacha, ta, ta, ta~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes another one of my fangirling moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love K-pop. Get over it. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5074732935042224982?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5074732935042224982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5074732935042224982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5074732935042224982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5074732935042224982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/battle-of-rookies.html' title='Battle of the rookies!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4825642956473091899</id><published>2009-09-05T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:22:23.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never leave your partner behind.</title><content type='html'>The Froggies were at my house last night to watch a movie recommended by Aunty Beng Choo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SqHWy2RSpJI/AAAAAAAABD8/7z_7d5mWgOU/s1600-h/fireproof-poster-kirk-camer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SqHWy2RSpJI/AAAAAAAABD8/7z_7d5mWgOU/s400/fireproof-poster-kirk-camer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377815599106925714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Facing the Giants&lt;/span&gt;, you'll definitely like this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fireproof&lt;/span&gt; speaks about life after marriage, that it's not always happily ever after. It tells the story of a marriage during its most critical period and heading towards divorce. It teaches people every marriage is worth rescuing if only you would put your whole heart into it and ask God to teach us how to love like how He first loved us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't your typical romantic comedy. And most of you reading this entry probably aren't married. But the movie isn't only meant for married couples. Everyone can watch it and relate to it. It's not just about love and marriage. It also talks about relationships, how it is very important to have a vertical relationship with God before we work on our horizontal relationship with others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched some of the special features in the DVD after the movie and I finished the rest of the behind the scenes clips this morning. Those footages are probably the most detailed 'Making of' I have ever seen in any movie. And I loved every moment of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Facing the Giants&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fireproof&lt;/span&gt; were produced by Sherwood Baptist Church? And did you know the church actually has a movie ministry of its own??? That's so cool! Wouldn't it be great if we could start making Christian movies in local churches here? Fireproof grossed over USD6 million in its opening weekend and over USD33 million in the States alone. They only had a small budget of USD500,000!!! I know this would be tough to achieve here in Malaysia, but nothing is impossible, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about this movie is that the entire cast and crew were volunteers. They started each day of filming with a time of prayer together. The movie was also a testimony of God's provision because every location used was donated. Isn't that great? There was once when they were filming a scene of a burning house, the local fire department and news station actually came to the location thinking that it was a real fire! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special features were fun to watch. They actually had a whole segment dedicated to jokes and pranks they played on each other, most of them done by the producers and directors! They totally changed the definition of FUN at the movie set. This really makes me wanna be a part of movie productions even more! Hopefully inspiring ones like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you haven't seen the movie, do grab a copy of the original DVD. Even if you're not a believer, I can guarantee that you'll have at least one thing you can get out of this movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M5lSu6GkC2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M5lSu6GkC2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love Dare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WF2zKuM2GvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WF2zKuM2GvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Never leave your partner behind, especially when you're in a fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4825642956473091899?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4825642956473091899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4825642956473091899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4825642956473091899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4825642956473091899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-leave-your-partner-behind.html' title='Never leave your partner behind.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SqHWy2RSpJI/AAAAAAAABD8/7z_7d5mWgOU/s72-c/fireproof-poster-kirk-camer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-849890789131282703</id><published>2009-09-02T04:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:41:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ts_87zEZFqk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ts_87zEZFqk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say a lot of things. But I can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for freedom of expression, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-849890789131282703?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/849890789131282703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=849890789131282703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/849890789131282703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/849890789131282703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-change-our-mode.html' title='Guess who?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7255097942809490857</id><published>2009-08-30T17:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:03:21.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I put you in front of me, so everybody can see my LOVE.</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to write about right now. Still thinking about my race relation articles. So here are some videos I would like to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some felt cheated after watching this video. Apparently Disney reused their drawings and animation from their original cartoons. Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOIrXGd51jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HOIrXGd51jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best version and performance of this song. Unplugged!!! 2NE1 is seriously doing their thing, they don't even look like rookies anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jGin-aLRBI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jGin-aLRBI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song by a new artist. Well, the verses would seem more like talking, but listen carefully to the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics based on 1 Corinthians 13:4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/73kZ6wBoqTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/73kZ6wBoqTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the third verse the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There is no greater love than this than he who lays down his life for his friends. Now are you willing to lay down your life for your friends? You're probably willing to lay down your life for your mother, your father, or your best friends, but are you willing to lay down your life for even those that hate you? I'm going to tell you who did that, the definition of love is Jesus Christ. He is love. The nails in his hands, the thorns in his brow, hanging on a cross for your sin my sins, that is LOVE he died for you and me while we still hated him, that is love. God is true love, and if you don't know this love, now is the time to know, perfect love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, would you do the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7255097942809490857?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7255097942809490857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7255097942809490857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7255097942809490857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7255097942809490857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-put-you-in-front-of-me-so-everybody.html' title='I put you in front of me, so everybody can see my LOVE.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5665562412730032824</id><published>2009-08-26T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:29:39.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Man covers King of Pop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rprldM6de_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rprldM6de_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video clip was very well done. Sums up all the brokenness in this world with a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Not forgetting the beautiful voice behind it! =P I like the additional &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;er hu&lt;/span&gt; sound. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5665562412730032824?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5665562412730032824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5665562412730032824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5665562412730032824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5665562412730032824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-man-covers-king-of-pop.html' title='Music Man covers King of Pop.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1318577326287725431</id><published>2009-08-26T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:18:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Krrpxf7k6nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Krrpxf7k6nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;To see the things&lt;br /&gt;That make Your heart cry,&lt;br /&gt;To be the church&lt;br /&gt;The You would desire.&lt;br /&gt;Light to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break down our pride,&lt;br /&gt;And all the walls&lt;br /&gt;We've built up inside,&lt;br /&gt;Our earthly crowns&lt;br /&gt;And all our desires,&lt;br /&gt;We lay at Your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So let hope rise,&lt;br /&gt;And darkness tremble&lt;br /&gt;In Your holy light,&lt;br /&gt;And every eye will see&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, our God,&lt;br /&gt;Great and mighty to be praised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of all days,&lt;br /&gt;Glorious in all of Your ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty, the wonder and grace,&lt;br /&gt;In the light of Your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everything,&lt;br /&gt;With everything,&lt;br /&gt;We will shout for your glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everything,&lt;br /&gt;With everything,&lt;br /&gt;We will shout forth your praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will cry&lt;br /&gt;Be glorified,&lt;br /&gt;Be lifted high,&lt;br /&gt;Above all names.&lt;br /&gt;For You our King,&lt;br /&gt;With everything,&lt;br /&gt;We will shout forth your praise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1318577326287725431?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1318577326287725431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1318577326287725431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1318577326287725431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1318577326287725431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/with-everything.html' title='With Everything.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-9130513579034944914</id><published>2009-08-25T11:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:17:05.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How great is our God.</title><content type='html'>Our first Impact outing after the previous trip to the National Zoo on Malaysia's 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a few places in mind. But we finally decided to go to Sungai Klah Hot Springs Park. I'm so glad many parents were willing to release their children for this trip despite the whole H1N1 scare going around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I planned to sleep in the bus. But with these girls around, the plan failed. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNfKrtaXPI/AAAAAAAABDk/ORtZSAS3m2c/s1600-h/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNfKrtaXPI/AAAAAAAABDk/ORtZSAS3m2c/s400/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373743417519660274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen... where are you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNepFqlMDI/AAAAAAAABDU/Dw-SrM_8GaE/s1600-h/P1010415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNepFqlMDI/AAAAAAAABDU/Dw-SrM_8GaE/s400/P1010415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742840371556402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNeYJRu1aI/AAAAAAAABDM/SB1zj1dZ8HU/s1600-h/P1010416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNeYJRu1aI/AAAAAAAABDM/SB1zj1dZ8HU/s400/P1010416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742549283296674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I use XX brand toothpaste!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNeLm0ns9I/AAAAAAAABDE/Y_JjdZ3BHss/s1600-h/P1010417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNeLm0ns9I/AAAAAAAABDE/Y_JjdZ3BHss/s400/P1010417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742333875958738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNd-H92AnI/AAAAAAAABC8/rKeDVf39Yq4/s1600-h/P1010418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNd-H92AnI/AAAAAAAABC8/rKeDVf39Yq4/s400/P1010418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742102254846578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excited boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNddPloebI/AAAAAAAABC0/9LjpsCnPQAE/s1600-h/P1010419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNddPloebI/AAAAAAAABC0/9LjpsCnPQAE/s400/P1010419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373741537365096882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNdRnOPHWI/AAAAAAAABCs/LZDXaeGojd8/s1600-h/P1010420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNdRnOPHWI/AAAAAAAABCs/LZDXaeGojd8/s400/P1010420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373741337550986594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eunice overcame the heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNceaNQ1jI/AAAAAAAABCc/vnQehnnu9O0/s1600-h/P1010421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNceaNQ1jI/AAAAAAAABCc/vnQehnnu9O0/s400/P1010421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373740457883915826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNcFdab52I/AAAAAAAABCU/kAip2JihPpY/s1600-h/P1010422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNcFdab52I/AAAAAAAABCU/kAip2JihPpY/s400/P1010422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373740029247743842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froggies. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNb7PzlGoI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zafad4LD5bk/s1600-h/P1010423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNb7PzlGoI/AAAAAAAABCM/Zafad4LD5bk/s400/P1010423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373739853796416130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting up on the rocks after boiling ourselves for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNe3fr_ghI/AAAAAAAABDc/XrQdl103Hr8/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNe3fr_ghI/AAAAAAAABDc/XrQdl103Hr8/s400/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373743087874966034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Model Team! I love this background. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNbuqrHrwI/AAAAAAAABCE/0Uh2bq_kW0k/s1600-h/P1010424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNbuqrHrwI/AAAAAAAABCE/0Uh2bq_kW0k/s400/P1010424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373739637670391554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boiling eggs! I didn't try boiling any eggs the last time I was here. It's only RM2 for five eggs! I had an egg from Ee Leen. =P Didn't taste any different though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNaF0x1iVI/AAAAAAAABB8/Q6EQfLMk5rA/s1600-h/P1010425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNaF0x1iVI/AAAAAAAABB8/Q6EQfLMk5rA/s400/P1010425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737836496652626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZ9skViBI/AAAAAAAABB0/yzFR0yxvoVg/s1600-h/P1010426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZ9skViBI/AAAAAAAABB0/yzFR0yxvoVg/s400/P1010426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737696853592082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pool is REALLY hot. It was after we soaked in the big hot springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZ1ukOOmI/AAAAAAAABBs/J9hgwRWBeGg/s1600-h/P1010427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZ1ukOOmI/AAAAAAAABBs/J9hgwRWBeGg/s400/P1010427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737559951030882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZr-aXstI/AAAAAAAABBk/esfHoXo2CQI/s1600-h/P1010428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZr-aXstI/AAAAAAAABBk/esfHoXo2CQI/s400/P1010428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737392405983954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZiWC0zSI/AAAAAAAABBc/cot5pp_Gy7s/s1600-h/P1010429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZiWC0zSI/AAAAAAAABBc/cot5pp_Gy7s/s400/P1010429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373737226950987042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to snap a quick shot when the pool was empty. It started drizzling right before we headed home. The weather was greater than ever when we were in the pool! Isn't God great? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZSmdppnI/AAAAAAAABBU/_qbizRmvXho/s1600-h/P1010430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZSmdppnI/AAAAAAAABBU/_qbizRmvXho/s400/P1010430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736956480562802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZJ_1i1uI/AAAAAAAABBM/kR--QV8TuEQ/s1600-h/P1010431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNZJ_1i1uI/AAAAAAAABBM/kR--QV8TuEQ/s400/P1010431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736808672843490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNY_lrecsI/AAAAAAAABBE/XVdyR6kotcI/s1600-h/P1010432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNY_lrecsI/AAAAAAAABBE/XVdyR6kotcI/s400/P1010432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736629852598978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNY2BnCIYI/AAAAAAAABA8/0BK83YMJ-gw/s1600-h/P1010433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNY2BnCIYI/AAAAAAAABA8/0BK83YMJ-gw/s400/P1010433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736465551466882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us registered for a session to go jungle trekking. But we heard it could take up to three hours, and we only had less than half a day. If we had gone for it, we might not have had enough time to go for the hot springs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived, there was some miscommunication within the management. The jungle trekking guide was going to be late. So the activity was called off. We all went for hot springs instead! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's too bad the Mountain Springs Pool was closed for renovation. The management could have told us that earlier. -___-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's okay. Impact-ers had fun in the hot springs. It was interesting seeing everyone turn into red lobsters for a few minutes. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, if you haven't heard, Taylor's College School of Communication has been quarantined starting yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just preparing to go to class yesterday at noon when I got a message from Kent about the immediate cancellation of classes. Thank God I came online!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three students and a lecturer have been tested positive, all from the communication school. But that doesn't mean us communication people should be the only ones getting the 'special treatment'. We still share the same toilets, lifts, classrooms and library. We hope the other schools will also get a break soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although this means we have a shorter mid-semester break during the Raya holidays, two of our assignments have been extended!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You, Lord!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was very worried at first because I'm afraid some of the people I interviewed will not be able to get back to me in time. Now, no more excuses! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, thank you Jesus! I hope the four people will get well soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-9130513579034944914?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/9130513579034944914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=9130513579034944914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9130513579034944914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9130513579034944914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-great-is-our-god.html' title='How great is our God.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SpNfKrtaXPI/AAAAAAAABDk/ORtZSAS3m2c/s72-c/IMG_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3327677670180010337</id><published>2009-08-22T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:56:07.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you wash your body, wash your hands too!</title><content type='html'>Parody of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I want nobody, nobody but choo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go wash your hands!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3327677670180010337?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3327677670180010337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3327677670180010337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3327677670180010337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3327677670180010337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-wash-your-body-wash-your-hands.html' title='When you wash your body, wash your hands too!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8223762157316488236</id><published>2009-08-17T12:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:05:21.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes and Heroines of the day!</title><content type='html'>... for lack of a better title. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very important day for some of us Impact-ers at church. The day of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blood Donation Drive&lt;/span&gt; finally came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a really tough time deciding on whether or not we want to donate. Ee Leen and I were talking on MSN the previous night, and we were literally debating with ourselves to come to a decision. The both of us opened up about all the things we fear about the blood donation and tried to overcome it by talking it out. I told her I had a feeling I would end up donating, but at that point of time when I was chatting with her I didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's article in Our Daily Journey was more appropriate than ever. It spoke about living out the deeds that God has laid out before us. Sometimes, deeds are not only about giving money and physical gifts, but to glorify God and encourage others with selfless acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article really encouraged me. Right until Sunday morning, some of us still couldn't decide! During the service, when Pastor Dennis announced about the drive, Ee Leen and I gave each other the look. I felt in my gut that I was going to do it. But of course, just like what we see in cartoons, there's that mini angel and devil sitting on my shoulder thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second service's worship session, Tze Mien and I decided to go downstairs to check it out. I didn't expect them to actually prepare beds for donors. I had pictured us sitting on chairs, IF we were to donate. I thought, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wow. This is serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen came up to me, urging us to do it. Finally, seeing Ammie registering at the counter really helped to build up our courage. We made our decision and headed to the counter to get a quick blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood count was really good. 13.5! Hehe. And Ee Leen and I both have the blood type A! ^__^ I wonder if we're A+ or A-. I heard A- is very rare. Imagine if we both have A-. We can help each other out in the future in case of an emergency. Wait... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CHOIIIIIIIIIIIIII&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually pretty calm about the whole thing at first. Some said the blood test hurts more than the actually donation, but I didn't feel anything then. So I thought it should be okay. Then, I just HAD to look at those who were doing it before me, and I saw the nurse inject a HUGE syringe into Jeremy's arm. According to Ee Leen, it's so huge that you can actually see the hole on the needle!!! We quickly looked away and tried to distract ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were kinda whining to Pastor Sue and she was trying to convince us all the way. We said it was already too late to turn back anyway because we had already registered our names. We had no other choice but to wait for the moment to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Brian was making all sorts of exaggerated expressions that really scared us. Check &lt;a href="http://www.ilovepigging.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ee Leen&lt;/a&gt;'s blog and you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen's turn was supposed to be right after Jeremy's, and the bed after his was no longer occupied. She stared at the empty bed, with both an excited yet worried expression at the same time. Suddenly, the nurse called my name instead, which was supposed to be after Ee Leen. I literally went O.O!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Leen said I look very worried in this picture. Tze Mien and Lee Suan were talking to me, trying to distract me when the nurse was injecting TWO NEEDLES into my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SojanIaaLcI/AAAAAAAABAM/vEoLLVEBFJs/s1600-h/DSC07159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SojanIaaLcI/AAAAAAAABAM/vEoLLVEBFJs/s400/DSC07159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370782921447321026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Lee Suan told me 2AM from JYP were at MOS for the MTV World Stage after party!!! Aaaaaaah!!! I'm not a big fan, but ... but ... 2AM! I don't care if you don't care who they are. I just had to let this out. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a slight pinch from the local anesthetic, but not the huge syringe. Thank GOD! I squeezed the little air ball like the nurse told me too. And apparently my bag filled up really fast! I think I was done in about five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to lie down for a while to rest before getting up. Pastor Dennis just had to come and disturb me. He kept telling me that it's okay and I could get up immediately. Then the nurse quickly came and told me not to. Hahaha! Even Pastor Sue told me I must know who to obey at the right time. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt perfectly fine when I got up. Drank a packet of Milo and ate two sandwiches before I went upstairs for the closing worship session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impact-ers! Giju also came to donate. I heard he was really excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojb1VZkpNI/AAAAAAAABAU/HfprHevTZV4/s1600-h/DSC07184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojb1VZkpNI/AAAAAAAABAU/HfprHevTZV4/s400/DSC07184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370784264963269842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for a really successful drive. The team from Sime Darby Medical Center did an awesome job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They prepared about 30 spaces for us to fill in the future. We are allowed to donate once every three months as long as we're healthy. I don't know when my next opportunity will be, I promise I will definitely do this again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojv2Ylrn0I/AAAAAAAABAs/E9Izz6Gq4kM/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojv2Ylrn0I/AAAAAAAABAs/E9Izz6Gq4kM/s400/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370806273231789890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I went out with Amanda after church for her belated birthday. I had an awesome time her, accompanying her during her afternoon shopping session at Pyramid. We went hunting for music stores in search for our favourite merchandise. =P Sunway Pyramid seriously needs to open up more music stores. We want Rock Corner! Can't wait for the DVDs to come out. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought her to Snowflake for some great Taiwanese desserts after that. I fell in love with the shop after my first time there for Cheryl's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had Snowflake Bestseller with additional red beans! Amanda was so excited about the Taro balls because she craves for &lt;i&gt;tong yuen&lt;/i&gt; all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SojvQG3MO_I/AAAAAAAABAk/typm3X9qnfk/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SojvQG3MO_I/AAAAAAAABAk/typm3X9qnfk/s400/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370805615638363122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look THAT bad, right? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojx7-HkiII/AAAAAAAABA0/Jm_ugFK0PnI/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sojx7-HkiII/AAAAAAAABA0/Jm_ugFK0PnI/s400/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370808568228644994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hanging out with her. Can't wait to visit her at Monash soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; Blood Donation Drive pictures from Ee Leen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8223762157316488236?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8223762157316488236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8223762157316488236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8223762157316488236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8223762157316488236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/heroes-and-heroines-of-day.html' title='Heroes and Heroines of the day!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SojanIaaLcI/AAAAAAAABAM/vEoLLVEBFJs/s72-c/DSC07159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4863536399634445554</id><published>2009-08-13T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:59:09.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA!</title><content type='html'>My title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Amanda Lim turns 20 on 14 August 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed birthday to my best buddy from secondary school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture. Future scientists? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SoQx2i_6jJI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2MEZxH5TRl4/s1600-h/2363675586721l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SoQx2i_6jJI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2MEZxH5TRl4/s400/2363675586721l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369471468910054546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music Man KL 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SoQyNd_SWqI/AAAAAAAABAE/YlOErghdJTw/s1600-h/3193_78138734817_659124817_1810330_4185892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SoQyNd_SWqI/AAAAAAAABAE/YlOErghdJTw/s400/3193_78138734817_659124817_1810330_4185892_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369471862702234274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss all the crazy conversations we had when we were in the same class for two years, laughing about everything under the sun. We loved sitting in front, didn't we? We're good students. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go hunting for Lee Hom merchandise soon. And we shall go for the next concert together too! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day today. And don't forget our date on Sunday! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4863536399634445554?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4863536399634445554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4863536399634445554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4863536399634445554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4863536399634445554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-amanda.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SoQx2i_6jJI/AAAAAAAAA_8/2MEZxH5TRl4/s72-c/2363675586721l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6133487830495572816</id><published>2009-08-11T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:11:28.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food lovers unite!</title><content type='html'>In case most of you didn't know, a bunch of us started a food blog!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flavalogy.com"&gt;Flavalogy&lt;/a&gt; is finally up and running. Check out our first post. You'll never guess where we went! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6133487830495572816?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6133487830495572816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6133487830495572816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6133487830495572816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6133487830495572816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-lovers-unite.html' title='Food lovers unite!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8664744863980145077</id><published>2009-08-08T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:55:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School!</title><content type='html'>Back to UniSA, we're finally in the second half of our degree programme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester 4 is pretty interesting so far, I think my favourite subject now is Journalism Ethics. We've discussed plenty of topics and covered a wide range of issues in only two classes. As usual, the discussion got a little heated when we touched on a certain topic yesterday. LOL I'm so excited for the next 13 weeks! And not to mention, we have Ms. G again this semester. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the assignments for this subject are gonna be a killer, even worst than all the previous semesters put together! Even Ms. Jenny had warned Nabilah and I about this when we met her on Monday. But I don't think we have that much to worry, as long as we SERIOUSLY stop procrastinating! I have a lot of things I have to work on starting this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this subject, I need to look out for a newsworthy story, start gathering sources, interviewing people and write an actual hard and soft news article on it. This is the real thing!!! We're not supposed to just Google for press releases and whatnot to get out news. We need to really search for a real news story. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting subject this semester which I've mentioned several times in my previous entries, Film and TV Production! =D Our lecturer used to work as an assistant director. The assignments sound interesting, but it's definitely gonna be a lot tougher than IDM last semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please suggest something that can be demonstrated without narration or explanation in about two minutes? This is for the assignment which we will be working on for the whole semester. I need something simple but not too boring. Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject I'm kinda worried about this semester is Creative and Feature Writing. I'm not creative! I can't write stories. I don't know how to used flowery language. And the best part, our UniSA coordinator this time is an elderly gentleman who expects professional journalism from us, and not just classroom work. Pressure... pressure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my first week back to college for now. Here's a video we showed in class for Film and TV Production. It's Coldplay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is just plain awesome. The amount of work they had to do for literally every split second is insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYtk1Z0UUuE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYtk1Z0UUuE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read the making of this video &lt;a href="http://www.coldplay.com/newsdetail.php?id=448"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My college currently has one confirmed case of H1N1. Let's pray that will be the one and only case! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8664744863980145077?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8664744863980145077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8664744863980145077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8664744863980145077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8664744863980145077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7725554699202911756</id><published>2009-08-02T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:32:30.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale at Segi.</title><content type='html'>Finally, it's the last of our 14 days (initially 15, but few campuses cancelled at the last minute) with the AsiaSoft roadshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the roadshow, Yu Min and I took turns to drive since we stay very near each other. By the way, she was my Lick Hung classmate for six years. Met her again by coincidence in the roadshow. We had a lot of fun talking during our trips to all the campuses, reminiscing primary school days when we were all young and naive. I have forgotten all the interesting episodes that we had in Lick Hung, she reminded me because she still remembers most of it. For some reason, I prefer my primary school days over secondary school, maybe because of the things we did in school. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the roadshow. I feel so proud of myself for driving to quite a few different campuses located really far OUT OF SUBANG. I'm hopeless with directions. The furthest route that I could remember vaguely was to Media Prima because I had to go there for an interview last year. This time round, the furthest I drove to was UNITEN at Kajang. With the help of Google Maps and Yu Min's GPS, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get one soon! Despite bringing us through longer routes at times, it does serve its purpose. If you ask me now, I can't remember most of the routes we took at all. But I can confidently say that I'm now better at recognising the different highways and routes in PJ. This may sound pathetic for some of you, but it's a great accomplishment for me. So leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's roadshow was pretty disappointing. We thought that we could have a nice ending to our roadshow at Segi, but we started VERY late because they told us to start setting up only at 1pm. We couldn't hit the target. And being a Friday afternoon, most of the students had already gone home. Since there were barely anyone around, we were just enjoying ourselves on our last day as colleagues. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Did I mean that they have really good dancers at TAR College? We had the most participants for the Rexona No Sweat Audition Challenge from there. They were pretty excited about it. Even the dancers from Taylor's told us they were good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TARC's cafeteria food is dirt cheap!!! I had mixed rice, three dishes only cost RM1.90!!! RM2.20 for four. If only I can just go there for lunch everyday. Seriously reminds me of Lick Hung days. Most of the students there spoke Mandarin, so I was practically speaking Mandarin the whole time. I almost spoke Mandarin to Gayle! Apparently a lot of people came up to her speaking in Mandarin too. Poor girl must have been so confused. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our last day. Sorry for the really amateur photography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all days, we had to carry up all our stuff up the lift on the final day. T____T I think I've gained some muscles after 14 days. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8SExgfEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PEcE07w4v6k/s1600-h/P1010385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8SExgfEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PEcE07w4v6k/s400/P1010385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365260812298517570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8mndlwoI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oWc2gdUAT94/s1600-h/P1010386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8mndlwoI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oWc2gdUAT94/s400/P1010386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261165207601794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8zteYFkI/AAAAAAAAA9s/37iqAAEi5u8/s1600-h/P1010388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8zteYFkI/AAAAAAAAA9s/37iqAAEi5u8/s400/P1010388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261390159812162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9GIB2iKI/AAAAAAAAA90/s8tmsXXB2-g/s1600-h/P1010389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9GIB2iKI/AAAAAAAAA90/s8tmsXXB2-g/s400/P1010389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261706525575330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Watson's and Rexona with us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9VCQ8S6I/AAAAAAAAA98/M8lpKXSRgnw/s1600-h/P1010390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9VCQ8S6I/AAAAAAAAA98/M8lpKXSRgnw/s400/P1010390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261962676292514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connecting the computers. The Broadband really gave us a lot of problems at times. Connecting and disconnecting constantly got really frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9kBRUsaI/AAAAAAAAA-E/X9oI1skKs4w/s1600-h/P1010392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9kBRUsaI/AAAAAAAAA-E/X9oI1skKs4w/s400/P1010392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262220107493794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9-ojiGWI/AAAAAAAAA-M/V7ymje5cn-w/s1600-h/P1010393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU9-ojiGWI/AAAAAAAAA-M/V7ymje5cn-w/s400/P1010393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262677329451362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-JKLFrrI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rsOYJ-JRuS0/s1600-h/P1010395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-JKLFrrI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rsOYJ-JRuS0/s400/P1010395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262858152423090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wacky duo, Daniel and Elyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-RNdEFvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/6ydHLobvwz0/s1600-h/P1010396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-RNdEFvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/6ydHLobvwz0/s400/P1010396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262996472076018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bubbly one, Gayle ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-bcncVLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ob_LippY2S4/s1600-h/P1010397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-bcncVLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/Ob_LippY2S4/s400/P1010397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365263172340831410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled cable, thank God it was the last day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVAtxD5ilI/AAAAAAAAA_0/55csU00rvSI/s1600-h/P1010394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVAtxD5ilI/AAAAAAAAA_0/55csU00rvSI/s400/P1010394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365265686089796178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-jWy6Y9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/tIo7ltkd9xQ/s1600-h/P1010398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-jWy6Y9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/tIo7ltkd9xQ/s400/P1010398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365263308217279442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-wka0TVI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2dPHRoYqwUk/s1600-h/P1010399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-wka0TVI/AAAAAAAAA-0/2dPHRoYqwUk/s400/P1010399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365263535212612946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-8CfZvnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/dnb11MBYtS0/s1600-h/P1010400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU-8CfZvnI/AAAAAAAAA-8/dnb11MBYtS0/s400/P1010400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365263732263468658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_Gabwk9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/K_NA14p4sBc/s1600-h/P1010401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_Gabwk9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/K_NA14p4sBc/s400/P1010401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365263910489330642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_TAhtHjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/mMaMCvv-Kdk/s1600-h/P1010403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_TAhtHjI/AAAAAAAAA_M/mMaMCvv-Kdk/s400/P1010403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365264126873247282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur pictures coming up. Please excuse the old camera... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa and Emily, the happy interns from MYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_qll0YoI/AAAAAAAAA_U/eUneO7L_428/s1600-h/P1010405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_qll0YoI/AAAAAAAAA_U/eUneO7L_428/s400/P1010405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365264531959603842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_9l00flI/AAAAAAAAA_c/nA6McQhQ9lA/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU_9l00flI/AAAAAAAAA_c/nA6McQhQ9lA/s400/P1010406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365264858440040018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVAFfT0IMI/AAAAAAAAA_k/8kC3veu2rOE/s1600-h/P1010407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVAFfT0IMI/AAAAAAAAA_k/8kC3veu2rOE/s400/P1010407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365264994129944770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot at the basement parking lot. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVARE_naPI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hkPxRlEhMXk/s1600-h/P1010408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnVARE_naPI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hkPxRlEhMXk/s400/P1010408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365265193224333554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the roadshow. Despite how exhausting it was, I kinda liked dealing with all the different kinds of people we met at the colleges. Can't wait to go for our steamboat dinner soon with the group! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til we meet again, take care guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7725554699202911756?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7725554699202911756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7725554699202911756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7725554699202911756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7725554699202911756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/08/finale-at-segi.html' title='Finale at Segi.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SnU8SExgfEI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PEcE07w4v6k/s72-c/P1010385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6103948059942850331</id><published>2009-07-31T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:48:55.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last "free online games!"</title><content type='html'>Today's our last roadshow. We'll be at Segi College Kota Damansara in a few hours' time. Of all days, we have a late roadshow on the final day. I hope we can hit our target in that few short hours, otherwise, it'll be a very unsatisfying closing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we planned to go for steamboat after the roadshow today, but I have IMPACT! Hehehe. So we decided to postpone it. A few of us will be lunching together at 1U before heading to Segi college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the campus is so big, I hope we'll really hit our target today and go waaaaaay pass it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6103948059942850331?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6103948059942850331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6103948059942850331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6103948059942850331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6103948059942850331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-free-online-games.html' title='Last &quot;free online games!&quot;'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-145052604993940040</id><published>2009-07-26T00:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:39:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing a great storyteller.</title><content type='html'>Exactly one month after Michael Jackson's tragic death, another shocking one happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading all rumours about Yasmin Ahmad's death on Twitter and Facebook two days ago, I was relieved to find out she was actually still alive in the ICU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until this morning, there were still Tweets about people visiting her at the hospital and she seemed fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few minutes ago, I found out that she has passed on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you at a talk you gave to the Communication students at Taylor's last year was indeed a meaningful one. Your bubbly personality left a huge impression on all of us. I always look forward to your Petronas commercials every festive season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one commercial I remember most was during Chinese New Year years ago. The commercial was about a bunch of elderly ladies at the old folks' home boasting about how successful their children were. One Chinese lady sat there looking sad because her son wasn't a big shot doctor or lawyer like the others. At the end of the day, her son came to pick her up and take her back home for Chinese New Year. All the other ladies could only envy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, there are only a handful of people who can leave such a big impression in people's hearts in just some short 60 seconds. I wish our generation could do something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only her car didn't break down, she could have made it to our See, Hear, Speak Media Carnival last year. At least we had the chance to hear her speak in person. Great director and a great influence. Thinking of our new subject next semester in film and TV production, I wonder if we will be able to come up with something half as good as her productions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of her best works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She probably hopes that her family and friends will not be too sad right now. Condolences to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Hari Raya and Deepavali, no more new meaningful commercials to look forward to. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Yasmin Ahmad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sms66AgWB-I/AAAAAAAAA9M/abMJM-xXHMY/s1600-h/yasmin+ahmad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sms66AgWB-I/AAAAAAAAA9M/abMJM-xXHMY/s400/yasmin+ahmad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362444549557192674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SmwVlLtb1_I/AAAAAAAAA9U/BT1UAULXHas/s1600-h/6051_105508907843_543202843_2329427_2867340_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SmwVlLtb1_I/AAAAAAAAA9U/BT1UAULXHas/s400/6051_105508907843_543202843_2329427_2867340_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362684984834119666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://balqiesarafia.blogspot.com"&gt;Qiki&lt;/a&gt;'s profile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-145052604993940040?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/145052604993940040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=145052604993940040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/145052604993940040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/145052604993940040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/2009-is-not-good-year.html' title='Losing a great storyteller.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sms66AgWB-I/AAAAAAAAA9M/abMJM-xXHMY/s72-c/yasmin+ahmad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7611658901695096249</id><published>2009-07-25T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:58:57.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tango.</title><content type='html'>Our favourite Goo Hye Sun a.k.a. Geum Jan Di can sing! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KJlwuaDCYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2KJlwuaDCYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She paints too. Check out some of her paintings from her &lt;a href="http://nylesor.wordpress.com/2009/07/02/go-hye-suns-tango-art-exhibition-guess-who-came-to-support/"&gt;'Tango' art exhibition&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss BOF~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7611658901695096249?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7611658901695096249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7611658901695096249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7611658901695096249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7611658901695096249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/tango.html' title='Tango.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-9103413497514998641</id><published>2009-07-25T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:07:55.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week of online games.</title><content type='html'>This week's roadshow was interesting. Monday's roadshow at Taylor's College Petaling Jaya was cancelled. Yes. My campus. But even if it went on, I wouldn't have been there anyway because I was in Langkawi. I have no idea why our Monday roadshows were always cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We failed to hit our target in three of the universities we went to this week because of bad location. And it is true. If you plan to go to HELP, the building is there, but YOU JUST DON'T SEE IT. We spent almost half an hour circling the area, no signboards whatsoever. Even Yu Min's GPS led us to our destination, but we just couldn't see the building. Asked around for directions and everybody led us to the same place. The best part was, nobody told us that the campus was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UNDERGROUND&lt;/span&gt;. =______=" After deciding to go in the huge parking lot which we passed by a number of times, we finally saw the building. What a GREAT location!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was HELP a 'great' location, it was also our worst roadshow to date. It didn't help that half (or more) of the campus was on break. We were so bored that we got really tired. We just couldn't wait to get home after a disappointing day. We packed up in less than half an hour. Sigh... At least we got to enjoy the air condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universiti Malaya was truly an eye-opener. I didn't know the place was so HUGE! I knew it was big, but I didn't know you literally have to drive to go to a different building. Pretty cool! We almost hit our target there. It was pretty regretful. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for yesterday's roadshow at UCSI! We had no problems finding the place. It's basically one straight road all the way, until a little confusing U-turn opposite the area. Students responded really well too! At the same time, the campus students had another event going on next to us. We were entertained at the same time while watching them play the game. So, thank You Lord once again for a successful roadshow at USCI! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of us are gonna have more muscles by the end of the roadshow. Especially this week, we had two roadshows on the first floor. We had to carry all our stuff up and down the lift, walking in and out. No wonder we're having back aches now. And mind you, we're not just carrying computers and boxes. Thank God for the nice uncle who fetches our stuff on his lorry back and forth everyday. He always comes down to help us. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we ended the week with a good one. Five more campuses to go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-9103413497514998641?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/9103413497514998641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=9103413497514998641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9103413497514998641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9103413497514998641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-week-of-online-games.html' title='Another week of online games.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2196495781599199986</id><published>2009-07-22T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:24:34.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Piano Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdpUjvNSiD4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdpUjvNSiD4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EXthgqNknZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EXthgqNknZc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a piano... T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2196495781599199986?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2196495781599199986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2196495781599199986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2196495781599199986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2196495781599199986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-piano-man.html' title='Meet Piano Man.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8416436966010293208</id><published>2009-07-17T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:46:47.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days down, 8 more to go.</title><content type='html'>This week, we met our target twice in Inti Nilai and Sunway University College. Our first roadshow at Taylor's Subang this week was a nightmare. First, we were given a bad location without any shed. We were really worried for the weather because we have six computers up and lots of buntings spread out around the place. Too computers could overheat in the hot sun, and if it rains, well ... need I say more?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It got pretty windy towards lunchtime. Our buntings were falling off all over the place. I think we spent more time picking up the buntings than actually registering people. Even the two huge and HEAVY backdrops fell!!! We quickly moved it to the side because we were afraid they would fall on people. At one point, the wind was so strong we were all holding on to one bunting and barely moved because ... we just couldn't! We knew that was a bad sign, and what we hoped not to happen actually did happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rained. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had no choice but to dismantle everything. We felt so sorry for two guys who were in the middle of registering for their accounts. We had to cover them with our buntings until they were done. A few students who planned to join our 'Rexona No Sweat Audition Challenge' were nice enough to help us pack up. That was probably our fastest pack up to date! Everything was wet, the flyers, clipboards, computers, boxes, and etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, it stopped raining less than half an hour later. =_= It was still early and we weren't even close to our target. So, we decided to set up three computers. Thank God we managed to request for a canopy from the college at the last minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we didn't reach our target in Taylor's, the next two days were great!!! For once, all six computers worked. We had no connection problems, only got disconnected a couple of times. And despite getting wet, the computers were still working! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inti Nilai was the best, not only did we arrive at our furthest location ON TIME, we finished setting up half an hour before we were supposed to start. I realised in most of the campuses, the foreign students were very supportive, especially in Sunway. Maybe they appreciate free stuff more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just a little note, if you wanna reject something or someone, at least &lt;b&gt;SAY&lt;/b&gt; 'No.' Don't just ignore the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for the week's update at our roadshow. I'll be off to Langkawi this weekend. Weeeee~! Finally some time off with the family. Can't wait!&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/37969461-8416436966010293208?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8416436966010293208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8416436966010293208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8416436966010293208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8416436966010293208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-days-down-8-more-to-go.html' title='6 days down, 8 more to go.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5420340178337639702</id><published>2009-07-13T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:13:08.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left hanging.</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why it takes UniSA such a long time to 'moderate' our results. The PTPTN people have been bugging me about my results submission since before the semester ended. I hope they'll be out by the end of the week. The wait is nerve-wrecking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, since my tagboard is so DEAD, I've decided to remove it. Any comments on my posts, you should know where to write them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5420340178337639702?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5420340178337639702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5420340178337639702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5420340178337639702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5420340178337639702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/left-hanging.html' title='Left hanging.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4351694691796353802</id><published>2009-07-11T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:40:04.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye my love...</title><content type='html'>This is a really beautiful song. And the music video is so sad! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNrFX3b7XOE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNrFX3b7XOE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad that the most talented singers are the most underrated. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lOmORsSgZQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lOmORsSgZQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're like the Korean Black Eyed Peas, but BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc5TofJWTYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jc5TofJWTYI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BONUS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2NE1's 'I Don't Care'... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ve-Z3RBR_84&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ve-Z3RBR_84&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is sweeping all the online and offline charts in Korea. I can totally see why. It's the song you keep hearing in my blog. =P They debuted only less than two months ago!!! Again, the youngest is only 16 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I don't care~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4351694691796353802?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4351694691796353802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4351694691796353802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4351694691796353802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4351694691796353802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-my-love.html' title='Goodbye my love...'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5161049533546450725</id><published>2009-07-08T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:06:29.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls, attack!</title><content type='html'>As mentioned in my previous post, I started working at an AsiaSoft roadshow under MYC, promoting two online games, Sudden Attack and Audition Season 2. And I must say, we had so much fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tze Mien was also part of the team. I also found out the night before that Yu Min was also going to join us. I haven't seen her in a long time. I'm glad we met up this way. We caught up with each other so much in the past three days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the roadshow, we basically had to go round colleges and get people to register for an AsiaSoft passport on the spot, and also activate the games. Our target is 100 people for every college. And trust me, 100 people is not easy to reach. Especially with occasional crappy wireless connection, some people get a little impatient and they weren't willing to wait long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After every successful registration, we feel very satisfied. Our talking actually paid off! LOL You should have seen the look on our faces when a Nescafe truck came by MMU Cyberjaya today giving out free COLD coffee. Each of us gulped down two small cups in seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our location today was AWESOME! Although it was outdoors with a little shed (we were sweating like mad), the strategic location allowed great flow of students. And all of them were so supportive. They were willing to spend a few extra minutes registering to get the freebies. They loved it! The colleges we went to in the last two days were a little more difficult. We should have counted the numbers of times we got a "No, thank you." &gt;.&lt; And we barely hit our 100 people target. But today, we totally exceeded the number even before 4pm, the time we're supposed to end. So we got to pack up and go home earlier today. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pack up, the most tiring part of the roadshow is probably the setting and packing up of stuff. Not to mention, we're all GIRLS there. There was only one guy, and he probably wouldn't have been there if he wasn't the project executive's brother. Carry all the heavy boxes, computers, buntings, backdrops, tables, and etc, my body is aching all over already. But then again, I don't exercise often. So my body aches pretty easily. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were also promoting a Sudden Attack Girl Search and also a dance competition apart from the online games. The dance auditions today were waaaaay better than yesterday, hands down. We had a lot of fun watching! I'm glad some foreign students took part as well. I don't believe we can't find at least THREE good dancers or people who love to dance in each campus. Thank God for a great harvest today at MMU Cyberjaya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some foreign students dancing. I'm not so sure where exactly they're from. Don't wanna get their countries wrong. They danced as a group and we all got really excited when he did one particular move. I can't really describe it here. I'll just leave it to your imaginations. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSfg2_rYmI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pacEUp62jEw/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSfg2_rYmI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pacEUp62jEw/s400/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081243717591650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSfUnwRAlI/AAAAAAAAA8U/L2TFeMqdxfk/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSfUnwRAlI/AAAAAAAAA8U/L2TFeMqdxfk/s400/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356081033467986514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've also registered for an AsiaSoft account, I started playing the games yesterday. Our fingers got itchy when there weren't that many people in the roadshow too. Our DJ, Adam, got pretty hooked to Audition. And now I'm addicted too! The best part of the game is that it has PLENTY of Korean songs for us to 'dance' too. LOL! It's basically like O2Jam, but this is dancing. It's fun! But I'm still a noob in the game. My brain seems to process the arrows a little too slow. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSnJ_EV5sI/AAAAAAAAA8k/1rvcaakADaM/s1600-h/ss06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSnJ_EV5sI/AAAAAAAAA8k/1rvcaakADaM/s400/ss06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356089646840669890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you any girls are interested to win RM1000 cash without doing much or any dancer out there who wants to grab up to RM3000 cash prize, watch out for the AsiaSoft Sudden Attack and Audition roadshow at your colleges throughout this month! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll either be at Uniten or UCSI on Monday. See ya there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5161049533546450725?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5161049533546450725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5161049533546450725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5161049533546450725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5161049533546450725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/girls-attack.html' title='Girls, attack!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlSfg2_rYmI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pacEUp62jEw/s72-c/DSC00336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7060401337484979103</id><published>2009-07-06T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:33:17.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0KCpmkQ_zc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0KCpmkQ_zc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I think I'll cry if I was actually there. And this is only three-quarters of the Dome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7060401337484979103?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7060401337484979103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7060401337484979103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7060401337484979103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7060401337484979103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/blue-sea.html' title='Blue Sea.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3245771055796817933</id><published>2009-07-05T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:13:59.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams come true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlBt7xuzqvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wT1yOuYXirk/s1600-h/2ljgepv.jpg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlBt7xuzqvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wT1yOuYXirk/s400/2ljgepv.jpg.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354900830672890610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tokyo Dome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They finally made it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There can only be one &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ocean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlBuOEPSB6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/H5oH6p6_oLg/s1600-h/cassiopeia_editcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlBuOEPSB6I/AAAAAAAAA8M/H5oH6p6_oLg/s400/cassiopeia_editcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354901144878581666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get the DVD!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3245771055796817933?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3245771055796817933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3245771055796817933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3245771055796817933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3245771055796817933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/dreams-come-true.html' title='Dreams come true.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlBt7xuzqvI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wT1yOuYXirk/s72-c/2ljgepv.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4230972054487965063</id><published>2009-07-04T12:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:53:03.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And some thought 13 was too many!</title><content type='html'>Filipino prisoners dancing to Super Junior's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sorry, Sorry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_43TO_OPj-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_43TO_OPj-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were the same bunch of prisoners who danced to MJ's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thriller&lt;/span&gt; two years ago! This was a tribute done recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH27yicEvjs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH27yicEvjs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even did Big Bang and Wonder Girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RH7oOdkkz3M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RH7oOdkkz3M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0MFEFnRJC4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0MFEFnRJC4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder how they get Kpop into their prisons. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl, IU, covered three popular songs. I love her acoustic versions! Especially Big Bang's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lies&lt;/span&gt;. I'm a sucker for acoustic covers. =P She should stop doing cutesy stuff and write her own songs. And she's only 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n762vnDoqHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n762vnDoqHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally saw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;on Wednesday with Amanda and Qiki. It's been a while since I saw Amanda. The last time we hung out was for Lee Hom's Music-Man concert! XD Had a great time with the both of them. (To Qiki, about the photography job with ... , go for it! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read on the papers today that the movie isn't really in the critics' good books. Apparently the storyline had a lot of loopholes and the whole movie didn't make sense. To me, I LOVED IT. The plot is good enough for noobs like me. I thought the pace of the movie was great, kept my heart pumping throughout the two and a half hours. At the end of the day, we're all watching Transformers for the unending action and awesome graphics, right? Well, at least for us non-critics. The detailed movements of practically each SCREW in the robots are crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SPOILERS AHEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I thought the Robot Heaven was a little ... lame? But everything else was good. I love Jetfire! The English robot. Too bad he died. =( And although I knew somebody was gonna die in the movie, thanks to some spoilers (=_=), I didn't know it was Optimus Prime! I mean, I know he didn't exactly DIE. But when he did, I thought Transformers just can't go on without Optimum Prime. It's kinda like watching Superman without Clark Kent. So, lucky thing he came back to life! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I know I'm a bad critique. I'm just too lazy to go into details. LOL I kinda miss our movie review assignments. I wonder if we get to do one in Film and TV Production next semester. I hope so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to start working at a roadshow promotion for Asiasoft on Monday. I'm not gonna rot at home anymore! Waking up at almost 12pm everyday makes me feel like I'm wasting half my life. Can't wait to start! Might stop by at college. Hehe. College students, watch out for the roadshows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4230972054487965063?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4230972054487965063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4230972054487965063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4230972054487965063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4230972054487965063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-some-thought-13-was-too-many.html' title='And some thought 13 was too many!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3840978951304742919</id><published>2009-06-28T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:50:07.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Never ever go near a motorcycle's exhaust pipe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even if the engine is off. &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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3840978951304742919?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3840978951304742919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3840978951304742919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3840978951304742919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3840978951304742919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles~'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1218267339253772859</id><published>2009-06-28T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:02:56.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250609</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yGC48rVStI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yGC48rVStI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ died on Rain's BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without MJ, I doubt there will be Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1218267339253772859?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1218267339253772859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1218267339253772859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1218267339253772859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1218267339253772859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/250609.html' title='250609'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1689242076214363512</id><published>2009-06-26T14:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:45:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heal the world, make in a better place.</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning and read the news online. Found out about it waaaaay after everyone else. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few hours, I still can't properly digest the fact that the King of Pop is no longer around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much some may despise the guy for the countless scandals and negativity surrounding him in recent years, nobody can deny the fact that he is probably the best entertainer of all-time. To be able to make such a HUGE difference in the world almost his entire life is not something another human being can achieve easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In every single talent show or competition, small or big scales, there will always be at least ONE person imitating Michael Jackson. For all you know, probably half of the world's dancers could have started dancing because of him. He inspired some of the world's greatest artists. Without him, POP may not have come around. Moonwalk might have been just another term used by astronauts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it's sad when people forget what he brought to the world. You know it is bad when MJ is the first thing that comes to their minds when they hear the word 'plastic surgery'. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I remember correctly, I think he was the first singer that I knew. I bet this is the same case for many from this generation. Beat It, Billie Jean, Thriller, Black or White, and my favourite 'You Are Not Alone'. Sigh... if only I can find that old album my dad bought a looooong time ago! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what Nabs told me, it feels really weird to say that Michael Jackson is dead. The world is probably in a greater state of shock than when Elvis Presley died. I heard that many websites crashed when the news broke out this morning. Record shops everywhere are selling out every last CD and concert album there is left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*rushes to the nearest record shop*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If he had a concert here in Malaysia, I wonder how many people would turn up. Would you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I think about it, American Idol had a Michael Jackson theme this year. Hmmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, RIP MJ. You'll always and forever be the King of Pop. Condolences to the Jackson family and his kids as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZc6VZmbkJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZc6VZmbkJU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps, especially during the acapella part. Gotta love the crowd too. ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1689242076214363512?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1689242076214363512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1689242076214363512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1689242076214363512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1689242076214363512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/heal-world-make-in-better-place.html' title='Heal the world, make in a better place.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6958059161066222871</id><published>2009-06-24T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:13:09.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon.</title><content type='html'>I've basically been rotting at home for the past few days. Am still looking for an open intern position in magazines or broadcast stations. No luck so far. Media Prima STILL wants an official internship period, and this break is again, JUST A BREAK. Sigh. Looks like my only chance to work there would be after my degree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the past few days, I've been catching up on my favourite series, Smallville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SkId5Ot5-AI/AAAAAAAAA78/A_T0Ythsc9U/s1600-h/smallvilleseason8poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SkId5Ot5-AI/AAAAAAAAA78/A_T0Ythsc9U/s400/smallvilleseason8poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350872176309958658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally completed Season 8! It still amazes me how DVD sellers produce such high quality DVDs just months after the series officially aired its season finale. And my uncle never fails to get hold of every season's DVDs. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly a Superman fan, but the series is totally different. I loved its early seasons when Clark Kent was still a teenager, facing little villains in high school, helping his human parents run the family barn and slowly discovering his super powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eight seasons, you would think that the story gets lamer and repetitive, but it gets more exciting! One part that got to me was when one of the characters referred to Clark Kent as the 'alien Jesus'. Apparently the creators of Superman did link the character to Jesus on purpose. Like how Clark Kent was born and raised among humans, how he was sent to earth to save mankind, how he always brings out the good in people, and so on. And apparently, Superman's death, burial, resurrection and second coming also show similarities. I can't wait for the coming seasons! We shall see if there really are similarities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little Superman trivia I just read, did you know that Superman and his father's real name are Kal-el and Jor-el? Most of you probably did. But did you know that 'el' actually means 'God' in Hebrew? The Kent's original names in TV shows and movies were actually Mary and Joseph. Cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephen Skelton wrote a book called 'The Gospel According to the World's Greatest Superhero'. It talks about similarities found between Jesus and Superman. Hmmm... I wonder where I can find this book. The book kinda tells us how about evangelism through entertainment. The author seems to be an expert in this field, revealing the Truth through secular entertainment and popular culture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, despite the similarities, people should always and only remember Superman as a popular icon created for entertainment, not a symbolic figure that portrays Jesus. People who may not know any better could get confused. We definitely don't want that to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if you follow Smallville and don't want Season 8 spoilers, DON'T READ the following!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second half of Smallville has the most nerve-wrecking episodes in the series. I was practically biting my nails in every episode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lana Lang comes back after she went missing for seven months. She never planned to leave in the first place. The 'dead' Lex Luthor forced her to do it. She puts on an invisible suit embedded under her skin (Mirotic~) that gives her super powers. Now, she can finally walk alongside Clark. It's weird seeing her away from her usual vulnerable self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The suit was originally created to bring back Lex Luthor from the 'dead'. That didn't happen. So he obviously got angry. He hires people to create a bomb that would destroy the whole city using Kryptonite. Lana, with her new powers, can somehow absorb it. The intelligent Luthor just had to break up the city's new power couple. Now, the only way to save the city is for Lana to absorb all the Kryptonite. But after doing that, she will have so much of it in her that Clark will never be able to go near her again. For the greater good, they both agreed to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They both save the city. Oliver Queen saves everyone from Lex Luthor by killing him once and for all. This upsets Clark, because he doesn't believe in killing. As for Lana, knowing that she can never be together with Clark ever again, she leaves. Again. Noooo... Clark loses Lana once and for all. AGAIN. Nooooo... Now, Lois Lane finally comes into the picture, romantically. I like Lois more than Lana. Although Lana is nice and sweet, Lois's character is funnier and more exciting. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lois slowly develops a crush on the 'red-blue-blur' a.k.a. Clark, who is admired by everyone after Jimmy manages to capture a glimpse of the man in action. She tries every way possible to contact him. Of course, she doesn't know that the city's superhero is really Clark Kent, the person sitting right in front of her everyday at the Daily Planet. She gets so desperate to meet him that she even creates a superhero of her own, acting as a bait, Stiletto. Hilarious!!! LOL Clark finally gives in, calls her through the public phone booth from time to time to talk to her, disguising with a deeper voice. She is thrilled to finally be able to speak to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another new character, Davis Bloome a.k.a. Doomsday, the other Kryptonian who was sent to earth to kill Clark. What no one else knew was that Davis also came down to earth at the same time as Clark during the meteor shower. Davis finds out his true destiny. He can no longer control the killer and beast (literally) in him. More and more people are brutally murdered and dismembered. He realises one day that Chloe, the woman she loves, in the only thing that can calm the beast in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After recovering from the beast's attack during their wedding, Jimmy finds Davis snooping around and suspects that he is the serial killer. Nobody believes him, not even Chloe. Everyone thinks that his hallucinations are probably the effects of his medication. He gets upset, and decides to leave her. Chloe is devastated. Davis slowly moves on with her, begging her to be with him because only she can make him stay human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe has no choice. In order to save Clark from this beast who is destined to kill him, she has to sacrifice everything. One day, Clark and Chloe plan to kill Davis using liquid Kryptonite, hoping for it to have the same effect as it usually does on Clark. Davis 'dies' in the container. Days later, he shows up at Chloe's place. He explains everything to Chloe, about how he has become stronger and he is immortal. In order to stop the beast from killing more innocent people, he talks Chloe into staying together with him. Chloe decides to hide him in her basement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, Oliver and Clark find out that Davis is alive. They make Chloe stay away from him. Clark brings him to the fortress, planning to send him to the Phantom Zone. Chloe convinces him to give Davis a second chance and takes him away. They run away from Smallville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the season finale, Clark realises that he can use Black Kryptonite to split the Kryptonian from Davis' human side. He hopes to destroy Doomsday once and for all, and still give Davis a chance to move on with a normal life. Oliver warns him that humans do have a darker side as well. In a fight between Clark and Davis, Clark was on the verge of defeat. Chloe points the Black Kryptonite at Davis, the beast came out of him and goes into the city. Davis is now human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clark chases after the beast and brings him to a plant. A planned explosion kills Doomsday while Clark escapes just in time. Jimmy brings Chloe and the unconscious Davis to a watch tower as Clark suggested. The watch tower was originally a wedding present from Jimmy to Chloe. As Davis lies there unconscious, Jimmy finally opens up to Chloe, saying that he knows about Clark's super powers and how much she has sacrificed because of him. He was sorry for the way he treated Chloe before. Chloe also explains that the reason he ran away with Davis was to protect Clark. The only person she will ever love is Jimmy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davis wakes up. After hearing all that, he stabs Jimmy out of anger. He can't believe that the woman she was obsessed with, the woman whom he thought truly loves him. He confronts Chloe. She has no way of escaping. He corners her, on the verge of killing her as well. Jimmy comes to her rescue and pushes Davis against a sharp object. Davis dies. Jimmy says his last words to Chloe. And then he dies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nooooooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the funeral, Clark is nowhere to be seen. Then, he appears at Chloe's watch tower, all filled with guilt. Chloe tells him that Lois is still missing. She was supposed to meet Clark at the phone booth on the day he defeats Doomsday. He obviously could not show up. And the phone booth was near the plant that exploded. Chloe is worried she is dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clark thinks that none of this would have happened if it wasn't for him. He shouldn't have trusted that Davis would be any better as a human. He says his goodbye to Chloe. He plans to leave Metropolis once and for all to be himself. He thinks that he can never be the human he has always wanted to be. He has to fulfill his destiny without any human emotions holding him back. Chloe couldn't make him stay no matter what he said. He finally leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, Zod resurrects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*cue dramatic music*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when the REAL battle begins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I finally got all that out of my system. Now, I need to find something else to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=________=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love and hate holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6958059161066222871?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6958059161066222871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6958059161066222871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6958059161066222871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6958059161066222871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/marathon.html' title='Marathon.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SkId5Ot5-AI/AAAAAAAAA78/A_T0Ythsc9U/s72-c/smallvilleseason8poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2381069623377774027</id><published>2009-06-21T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:38:27.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Fathers' Day!</title><content type='html'>Everyone at FGA USJ had a blast during the service today. Impact took over the service in conjunction with this special day. We took the congregation back to the 70's! At least we HOPE we pulled it off. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's practice was truly Saturday Night Fever. You should have seen how hyper Pei Yi was! In between practices, we sang all kinds of songs, and we ended the night with a little Jay Chou medley with Pei Yi on the piano. LOL! On the way home, we couldn't help singing along to the songs from her CD. She has PLENTY of good songs in them. I miss the 90's! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun during the worship practices, putting a little old school twist to the praise songs. We did actions too! It was fun getting the church to do more moves during this morning's worship. The whole service went really well. We took a risk this year by adding a theme and everyone loved it! If only we could get everyone to dress up. The adults could REALLY go back to their younger days again. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED the dance performance. They managed to do an old school medley of dance within a short period of time. The girls looked great with their outfits. So proud of them. Good job girls! Special appreciation to Tze Hui and Yan Shan for coming up with the choreography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade, Tze Mien, Joy, Amanda and Jeremy performed 'That's what friends are for', changing 'friends' to 'dads'. The harmonising sounded really good. Go Jade! =P Towards the end of the song, the whole youth group came out to finish the song together. The swaying was a little messy, but we had fun doing it. Seeing all the fathers' smiling faces makes it all worth while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for our next event. FGA USJ is one of the best places to be. Thank You Lord for blessing us with a wonderful church and a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;BLESSED FATHERS' DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2381069623377774027?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2381069623377774027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2381069623377774027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2381069623377774027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2381069623377774027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/blessed-fathers-day.html' title='Blessed Fathers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5062596041865877000</id><published>2009-06-19T15:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:05:17.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell.</title><content type='html'>Chunhee and Yejin are leaving Family Outing. Noooo... they're my favourite people on the show. The show wouldn't be the same without them. Sigh. I think I'm gonna cry watching the next two episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lnG9k1awPw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1lnG9k1awPw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still not sure what to wear on Sunday. Help!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5062596041865877000?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5062596041865877000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5062596041865877000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5062596041865877000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5062596041865877000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell.html' title='Farewell.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1295585971752232941</id><published>2009-06-18T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:35:54.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the 70's!</title><content type='html'>It's 70's theme this Sunday at FGA USJ in conjunction with Father's Day. Dress up, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here comes another dilemma. What to wear? Don't tell me bell bottoms because I don't have any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Cheryl, Nabs and Qiki today to watch '17 Again'. It's a really nice movie!!! Zac Efron is so dreamy... =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went in a few stores looking for something 70's. Found a really nice top in Nichii. It should fit the theme I guess. But I'm still deciding. Now I need big belts and accessories. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better ask my mom's opinion. I don't have much time left! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see how everyone will look this Sunday. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1295585971752232941?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1295585971752232941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1295585971752232941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1295585971752232941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1295585971752232941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-70s.html' title='Back to the 70&apos;s!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6648546561855451413</id><published>2009-06-16T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:38:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom tastes sweet.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I've done all my assignments!!! My semester is DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't think straight right now. So, please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I didn't take any business electives, because they still have an exam in two weeks' time. Oh well. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, UniSA library catalogue, Taylor's library online databases, PDF files, Microsoft Word, and 'Ctrl+S' have been my best friends. I even find myself automatically Ctrl+S-ing after typing every sentence! =S My brain and eyes are certainly feeling the aftermath right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half of the semester was no doubt crazier than the first. Although we didn't have assignments due every single week like before, we had a few final assignments all due few days' in a row! The past two weeks have been pure torture. Rushing two essays in one week, dealing with CSS codes over the weekend, watching TEN current affairs talk shows and writing critiques on those shows. At this point, I wish we had exams instead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who are wondering, it does NOT take you two hours to write a 2000-word essay. If you think you can, prove it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is by far the most hectic one. I'm so glad I managed to survive the first half of my degree! Thank you Jesus for taking me through all these assignments. I definitely felt you guiding me when I was doing, especially while doing my website! I would never have figured out the CSS without Your help. I truly believe that. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the best moments of this semester was the ones that brought me closer to my goal, our class trips to NTV7 and One in a Million live show, and Final Cut workshop with 8TV and Prime Studios. The one assignment I enjoyed doing was our video shooting. For the first time, I really felt like a movie director. LOL! But production is tiring. Now we kinda now how it feels like to produce a movie. I'll be learning more about that in my next semester. And this time, we heard we will be required to come up with our own storyboard, script and etc. I'm so excited!!! More about TV and film production. Weeee~! If only we could take Music and Sound Studios too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally sleep in peace after many, MANY late nights!!! I need my sleep, BADLY. The afternoon naps I took during the past few days weren't even close to enough. That's how bad it is. When I went to see Mr. Zul this morning, he asked what happened to me, I looked so tired. What do you think? =__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can finally watch all those variety shows I downloaded. I've been putting them on hold for weeks! My mom is actually watching more Korean drama than me right now. I didn't even think it was possible!!! Because she never liked it when I watch dramas because it makes me stop doing what I am doing. But now, she's worst than me! She even asked me to watch with her. LOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing my work on Sunday, feeling all stressed out, she was shouting for me from downstairs. I thought she wanted me to do some chores for her. And it turned out Coffee Talk &amp; Hawker Walk was on, with Gurmit Singh. =__________________=" But I really thank her for calling me. The funny Gurmit Singh helped me de-stress. LOL! Did you know that he is part Chinese AND Japanese? Apparently he just found out that his mom was part Japanese as well. Cool!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I smell freedom. And I'm gonna savor every single moment before I start looking for an internship. I need one BADLY. Hmmm... should I try Prime Studios? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord for a great semester! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I feel a fever coming ... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6648546561855451413?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6648546561855451413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6648546561855451413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6648546561855451413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6648546561855451413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/freedom-tastes-sweet.html' title='Freedom tastes sweet.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-8404665079772399025</id><published>2009-06-06T14:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:28:19.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Mason Moon.</title><content type='html'>My new found love! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him on a couple of episodes on the variety show, 'Good Daddy'. He's super adorable. He's only two years old! Probably the cutest baby (after baby Jeremy) in my opinion. Or maybe cuter? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a Canadian father and Korean mother. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLLKGzgeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/siZQkCDcjEo/s1600-h/00001769730010141199ui0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLLKGzgeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/siZQkCDcjEo/s400/00001769730010141199ui0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096194147877346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLW6pHPbI/AAAAAAAAA7c/3fqaMSPe0Bo/s1600-h/1bzg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLW6pHPbI/AAAAAAAAA7c/3fqaMSPe0Bo/s400/1bzg7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096396155239858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLgAFd4QI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Y10OluITjJ4/s1600-h/000001gs4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 390px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLgAFd4QI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Y10OluITjJ4/s400/000001gs4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096552235163906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLp-uogHI/AAAAAAAAA7s/DnK5h8aeQNE/s1600-h/722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLp-uogHI/AAAAAAAAA7s/DnK5h8aeQNE/s400/722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096723669647474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLwSxEdII/AAAAAAAAA70/9wwCuZ-yxw4/s1600-h/762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLwSxEdII/AAAAAAAAA70/9wwCuZ-yxw4/s400/762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096832127792258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Isn't he cute??? ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-8404665079772399025?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/8404665079772399025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=8404665079772399025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8404665079772399025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/8404665079772399025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-mason-moon.html' title='Baby Mason Moon.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SioLLKGzgeI/AAAAAAAAA7U/siZQkCDcjEo/s72-c/00001769730010141199ui0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-282968510807182943</id><published>2009-06-03T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:28:00.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatbox Hitman says SORRY SORRY!</title><content type='html'>He did Super Junior's 'Sorry, sorry'! The song already has a lot of beats in it, he added a lot more. Cool! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/77Q5kd8ewFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/77Q5kd8ewFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, Ms. Adeline announced today that we'll be having new electives next semester. And I love them!!! We'll have Introduction to Film &amp; TV Production and Music &amp; Sound Studio. YAY!!! For IFTP, only those who have taken Introduction to Digital Media are allowed to move on with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really torn between those two because MSS sounds fun too! But Nabs was right. If I want to work towards production, I should go for IFTP. Maybe I'll just keep nosing around those who chose MSS and see what they're up too. Apparently they might have to compose some music for some of their exercises. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Semester 4. But right now, I'll have to get over my final four assignment first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, back to work!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-282968510807182943?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/282968510807182943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=282968510807182943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/282968510807182943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/282968510807182943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/beatbox-hitman-says-sorry-sorry.html' title='Beatbox Hitman says SORRY SORRY!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1017801506604332379</id><published>2009-06-02T12:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:07:03.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more weeks!</title><content type='html'>This is gonna sound very cliche, but I'm gonna say it anyway. Time really flies! My third semester is ending soon. I'm almost done with the first half of my degree! But we all know that last couple of weeks in the semester are always the most chaotic ones. Everyone is rushing for assignments, burning the midnight oil every night and actually STOP procrastinating for once in the semester. I know. That's bad. But apparently, procrastination is every college student's best friend! I read that somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have four assignments due in less than two weeks, three next Friday. One final major assignment for every subject. This time, I feel that our assignments this semester are the most interesting, especially for IDM. I have to create an online portfolio for my second assignment, video shooting. This requires dealing with CSS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cue dramatic music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo... I know a little HTML. But CSS? Qiki said she might puke looking at all the coding. Cause even HTML codes made her dizzy. LOL Mr. Anan taught us a little bit yesterday. Thank God he uploaded a tutorial for this! We're not allowed to use any software to create our webpage directly like DreamWeaver, Microsoft Frontpage and etc. We have to start everything from scratch using Notepad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a little HTML coding yesterday during tutorial and it's actually pretty easy. Although the page I created was VERY simple. We played around with Photoshop too. And for once, I actually learned so much more than just sharpening and blurring images. Hahaha! We have to design a header for our webpage that follow specific requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda done with that. Now, I have to actually start on the webpage. o.O HEEEEELP! I hope my eyes won't fail me after completing this assignment. Like Qiki said, the codings are just... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, I have two other research essays, one about journalists slowly becoming multimedia practitioners and another essay for advertising (which I haven't exactly decided on the question =S). And the final assignment for our FAVOURITE subject with our FAVOURITE lecturer, watching and doing critiques for ten different current affairs talk show. =_= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I (together with everyone else) feel like we learn so much more doing the assignments by ourselves and going for class trips than in the classroom itself? We had an interesting time doing the course evaluation on this subject last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those are the updates about college so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, IMPACT is sponsoring a child!!! We're doing it through Compassion International, one of the largest Christian child sponsorship organisations. Everyone was really excited about this when Pastor Sue announced it last Friday. It only takes USD32 per month. That's not a lot, looking at how big our youth group is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us, together with Pastor Sue, finally selected one on Sunday. So, IMPACT-ers, wait for our next meeting when we will announce our new sister! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if you're tired. Here's something that will help de-stress you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emperor Qin invented beatbox? 'bu ci ke, da ci ke, ci ke bu da ci ke' LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJlCfmmRjAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJlCfmmRjAM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not your regular beatbox, eh? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. That's all for now. Back to work! UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1017801506604332379?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1017801506604332379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1017801506604332379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1017801506604332379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1017801506604332379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-more-weeks.html' title='Two more weeks!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5678312681812043406</id><published>2009-05-31T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:07:52.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversity wins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MHMlG3vG1BM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MHMlG3vG1BM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant! I love the kid with the Afro hair. Here's another case of American Idol where everyone thought that the amazing Susan Boyle would win. But in both shows, I love the winner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Diversity because they're VERY creative compared to Flawless, who's apparently, well, FLAWLESS. No doubt Flawless has immaculate timing. But in terms of choreography, Diversity wins! I love how their performances always tells a story. And how the group members are literally diverse, with some coming from physics, accountancy and IT backgrounds, others still schooling, just regular kids. They're not professional. But they're performances speak otherwise. Great! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvmV4XK7QtE"&gt;audition clip&lt;/a&gt; and watch how Simon Cowell praised them. Yay! (They kinda disabled embedding ALL of their audition clips on YouTube). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Britain's Got Talent will be aired in Malaysia. It took them ages to air the first season here. =___=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5678312681812043406?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5678312681812043406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5678312681812043406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5678312681812043406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5678312681812043406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/diversity-wins.html' title='Diversity wins!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6042146427672284299</id><published>2009-05-31T01:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:21:20.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More from Beatbox Hitman.</title><content type='html'>Wow! He really responded to all the requests. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCvASR3DyGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qCvASR3DyGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he had done the whole song. I wanna hear how it sounds like during the rap and bridge, my favourite parts of the song. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3hxnD-gb3pA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3hxnD-gb3pA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody, nobody but CHU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEgFqG-_Gu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEgFqG-_Gu0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-6042146427672284299?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6042146427672284299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6042146427672284299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6042146427672284299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6042146427672284299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-from-beatbox-hitman.html' title='More from Beatbox Hitman.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3085431732271095085</id><published>2009-05-30T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:18:01.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand by you.</title><content type='html'>This is a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx0RR4XjyCQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx0RR4XjyCQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sad story... T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3085431732271095085?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3085431732271095085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3085431732271095085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3085431732271095085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3085431732271095085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/stand-by-you.html' title='Stand by you.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-542422356392633487</id><published>2009-05-30T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T01:01:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatbox Hitman.</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep. This is when YouTube comes in handy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this guy beatboxing to the reigning groups from SM Entertainment this year. Cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why he did this song instead of 'Sorry, Sorry'. Maybe cause there's already too many beats? LOL But 'It's You' sounds really cool with beatbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2W6tdj0PR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J2W6tdj0PR4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jzk7NFslNl8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jzk7NFslNl8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he'll try 'Mirotic' and 'Nobody' next. And maybe 'Haru Haru' too? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-542422356392633487?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/542422356392633487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=542422356392633487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/542422356392633487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/542422356392633487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/beatbox-hitman.html' title='Beatbox Hitman.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2290350578556136627</id><published>2009-05-28T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:10:00.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafood on the loose!</title><content type='html'>During our break yesterday, Nabs and I were at Rouge Cafe to fill our stomachs before the next class. The played 'Slumdog Millionaire'! This movie is now one of my all-time favourites. We were enjoying the movie and laughing in our favourite scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I saw one of the maids pointing under the stall from the kitchen and shouting, "Dah lari! Dah lari!". I looked at the floor assuming a cockroach or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I saw huge legs coming out, and it was a CRAB!!! LOL! It had escaped and the maids were too scared to catch it. Although its claws were tied up, it was still pretty scary because it headed towards where Nabs was sitting. She quickly jumped up right before the worker caught it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, we were the only ones there. What do you know. We encountered a crab in college! LOL I didn't even know they served anything with crab there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... anyone up for seafood at Taylor's? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't finish the movie because we had to go for our next lecture. =( We were very reluctant to leave because we felt that we could have stayed awake more watching the movie. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are good students. So, of course we went. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2290350578556136627?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2290350578556136627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2290350578556136627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2290350578556136627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2290350578556136627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/seafood-on-loose.html' title='Seafood on the loose!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4109573649258149915</id><published>2009-05-27T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:59:58.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion.</title><content type='html'>Israel Houghton and Martin Smith from Delirous? on CNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wyhopm7V1nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wyhopm7V1nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Press Release from CompassionArt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The award-winning CompassionArt charity and multiple GRAMMY, Stellar and Dove Award winner, Soul Train Award winner and double RIAA certified Gold-selling artist Israel Houghton will be featured on CNN this Sunday at 6:00 pm EST on "CNN Newsroom with Don Lemon." The feature will be repeated with additional coverage pending on other CNN shows and platforms, including CNN.com. (Check local listings for times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recorded backstage at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater at Encore Park on Good Friday, the CNN feature interview with Houghton will tell the story of CompassionArt and the CompassionArt: Creating Freedom From Poverty CD/DVD that released in January and was written by 12 world-acclaimed CompassionArt songwriters and recorded by 19 genre-defining artists, including Houghton. Proceeds from this album will be forever donated to charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artists featured on this highly praised, 14-song album and companion 50-minute DVD are: (Songwriters) Paul Baloche, Steven Curtis Chapman, Stu G, Israel Houghton, Tim Hughes, Graham Kendrick, Andy Park, Matt Redman, Martin Smith, Michael W. Smith, Chris Tomlin and Darlene Zschech; and (Guest Vocalists) Kirk Franklin, Amy Grant, Joel Houston, Leeland Mooring, Christy Nockels, tobyMac and CeCe Winans. Together, they combine for: 101 million albums sold, 103 No. 1 songs, 36 GRAMMY Awards, 202 Dove Awards and 34 Dove nominations this year alone, 18 Stellar Awards, 3 American Music Awards, and 116 CCLI Top 500 songs sung by millions in churches around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN will further feature Houghton and his own recording, The Power Of One, the highly-acclaimed album that launched to the top of the retail charts following its March 24 debut on Integrity Music/Columbia Records. The Power Of One marks his first solo studio offering after a string of highly successful New Breed live concert projects and features guest vocals from such genre-leading artists as tobyMac, Martin Smith of Delirious?, Mary Mary and Chevelle Franklyn. From its genre-blending roots reggae and heavy rock to sanctified funk and power pop, the album has become the most widely praised recording ever for Houghton. Critics from Billboard Magazine to The Houston Chronicle to Worship Leader have all raved, calling the album "spectacular," "creatively expansive, musically unlimited," "fresh, healing, uplifting, encouraging," "passionate, youthful energy," "a visceral rush," "celebratory," "genre-defying" and "moving, powerful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the new songs on tour, Houghton's national major market, 37-city tour with Chris Tomlin that began Jan. 22 has logged packed venues coast to coast as Houghton prepares for his first appearance at Yankee Stadium in New York with his pastor, Joel Osteen (Lakewood Church, Houston). This "A Night of Hope" event Saturday, April 25, marks the first non-baseball event at the new stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day, Houghton will be featured on the new Gospel Music Channel program, "Revealed." Israel performs fan favorites and new songs from The Power Of One for the show's live audience, as well as shares his story and insight into his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel Houghton is signed to Integrity Music, distributed to Christian retail by Provident-Integrity Distribution and to the general market by Columbia Records/Sony Distribution. For more information, go to www.israelhoughton.net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CompassionArt, a charity based in Littlehampton, England, held a songwriters' retreat in January 2008 and began recording songs from the 12 world-acclaimed CompassionArt songwriters a month later for the CompassionArt: Creating Freedom From Poverty album. Recognized by Gospel Music Channel with its "Gospel Angel Award," CompassionArt has been covered by hundreds of media outlets across the U.S. and internationally. More information can be found at CompassionArt.tv. (CompassionArt is not associated or affiliated with, or otherwise sponsored or endorsed by, Compassion International, Inc.  Compassion® is a registered trademark of Compassion International, Inc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.compassionart.tv/about/press/press_230409.aspx"&gt;CompassionArt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4109573649258149915?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4109573649258149915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4109573649258149915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4109573649258149915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4109573649258149915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/compassion.html' title='Compassion.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-564596958404368693</id><published>2009-05-24T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:40:44.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the God of this city.</title><content type='html'>Kris Allen leading worship with 'God of this City'. One of my favourites by Chris Tomlin. Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/et9I11JCqgE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/et9I11JCqgE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they added their own lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-564596958404368693?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/564596958404368693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=564596958404368693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/564596958404368693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/564596958404368693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-god-of-this-city.html' title='You&apos;re the God of this city.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5704573608468830055</id><published>2009-05-23T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:16:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining SHINee!</title><content type='html'>The best new artist of 2008 is back! Love the vocals and the dance steps. The youngest member is only 16! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xP9rR07Nz_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xP9rR07Nz_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5704573608468830055?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5704573608468830055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5704573608468830055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5704573608468830055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5704573608468830055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/shining-shinee.html' title='Shining SHINee!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3478202858792025478</id><published>2009-05-22T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:54:56.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>... by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jade Ng&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a while since I've done this. I'm currently at college. We're finally done with IDM video shooting!!! It was a crazy three days. Thank God we could finish everything on time, and thank God for the new camera! One camera for a few hundred communication students is definitely not enough. I almost cried when I had problems transferring my videos using the old one. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, start de-stressing (for a few days, then next up is CSS stuff. UGH.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Number One is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Reluctant to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Nabilah and Qiki? We were shooting for assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;No, even though I'm an only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you ever donate blood ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I'm not sure. But I'm kinda scared of needles. =S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;br /&gt;NO! That's too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to bother so much on that la. (Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;Going home to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o. Do you want someone to be with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. There are so many people around me at the moment. XD We're all freezing in the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Around 2am? It's been a loooong time since I've slept during the PMs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;It's our Media Carnival 2008 T-shirt. CREW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;No. All I can think of is SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person(s) who text you?&lt;br /&gt;Wan Li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN Lucky People to do this quiz... (hopefully u all see this)&lt;br /&gt;1. Nabilah&lt;br /&gt;2. Qiki&lt;br /&gt;3. Ee Leen&lt;br /&gt;4. Pei Yi&lt;br /&gt;5. Ammie&lt;br /&gt;6. Cheryl Ngiam&lt;br /&gt;7. Amanda Lim&lt;br /&gt;8. Mei Hsuan&lt;br /&gt;9. Christopher&lt;br /&gt;10. Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is no.2 (Qiki) having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Amirul a.k.a. Iman. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is no.3 (Ee Leen) a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;FEMALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If no.7 (Amanda) and no.1 (Nabilah) get together , would it be a good?&lt;br /&gt;Get together as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;normal friends&lt;/span&gt;, yes it would be a good. There'll be plenty of talking! But get together as *ahem ahem*, NO WAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is no.1 (Nabilah) studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Communication and media management, same as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with them?&lt;br /&gt;Nabilah, just a few minutes ago. Amanda on Facebook a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Is no.4 (Pei Yi) single?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about no.2 (Melissa).&lt;br /&gt;Spastic and emo = spasemo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about no.3 (Ee Leen) &amp; no.6 (Cheryl) being together?&lt;br /&gt;They've grew up together in church, so they are great friends. But again, together as in the other meaning, NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe no.9 (Christopher).&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... very smart and mature. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What will you do if no.6 (Cheryl) and no.7 (Amanda) fight?&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other that well. I doubt they'll fight about anything. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like 8 (Mei Hsuan)?&lt;br /&gt;She's a nice friend! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertising class is in half an hour. I wish he would show us more commercials! Cause otherwise, I might fall asleep on the comfy chair in the lecture theatre. o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3478202858792025478?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3478202858792025478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3478202858792025478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3478202858792025478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3478202858792025478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2440719718087687116</id><published>2009-05-22T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:05:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again &amp; Again</title><content type='html'>More covers from Navi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CcRB1nDF2fY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CcRB1nDF2fY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, including Girls Generation's 'Gee' and Wonder Girls' 'Nobody'. These two songs created a Gee and Nobody virus late last year and early this year. I love Navi's soulful versions of these songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuOme74_4p8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuOme74_4p8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she should start covering songs from DBSK and Rain. =P I wonder how 'Mirotic' would sound in a soulful version. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2440719718087687116?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2440719718087687116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2440719718087687116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2440719718087687116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2440719718087687116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/again-again.html' title='Again &amp; Again'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2290293783466850185</id><published>2009-05-21T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:35:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The underdog wins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KRIS ALLEN WON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For once, the Idol contestant that I support the most won. Yay!!! Despite how practically EVERYONE predicted Adam Lambert to bag the crown this year right from the beginning, including me, although I can't seem to enjoy his performances at all. But I did like 'Mad World' in which he really toned down. I couldn't stand his usual screams. The fact that he did it over and over again every week didn't really help either. 'Rings of Fire' was probably the weirdest performance ever on the show. =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But Kris kept standing strong in the competition every week despite his "quiet confidence", as Paula puts it. And as the weeks passed, Kris' fan base grew. I only started to wonder that Kris could actually win this when Adam was down in the bottom two a couple of weeks ago. Hmmm... and he did win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love how Kris interprets the songs every week, my favourites are 'Falling Slowly', 'Ain't No Sunshine', 'She Works Hard for the Money', and 'Heartless'. Although the finale song, 'No Boundaries' wasn't exactly as good as the songs from the previous years, Kris' version was so much better than Adam. Adam can't really pull off this kinda songs. Nabilah and I thought the song was more suitable for David Cook! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm REALLY glad Kris won! Yeah, yeah. Some (probably many) may feel that Adam was totally robbed, maybe even he himself! But there's nothing to lose right? Look at Chris Daughtry, David Archuleta and Jennifer Hudson. If Adam does have a place in this industry, he will make it. But somehow, I just can't see him as a recording artist but more of a performer or entertainer. Hearing the screams on the radio everyday could kill my ears! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Kris Allen won. The dark horse, the underdog. So Lambert fans, GET OVER IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. 100 million votes for two people is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of votes! O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.P.S. Kris Allen is a worship leader at New Life Church. Similar to Danny Gokey's background of a church music director, or something like that. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2290293783466850185?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2290293783466850185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2290293783466850185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2290293783466850185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2290293783466850185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/underdog-wins.html' title='The underdog wins!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1794952227188698546</id><published>2009-05-19T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:40:33.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another step closer to my goal.</title><content type='html'>Today was a great day for us. As I had mentioned in my previous post, we had a workshop with 8TV and Primeworks Studios at college today. We were there from 9am to 6pm, but it didn't feel long at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bosses of 8TV and Primeworks Studios arrived, Azhar who is in-charge of Content and Industry Development started off by introducing his team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marion Caunter was the first invited guest to speak. Of course, all ears and eyes were on her. She's REALLY pretty in person, trust me. You should have seen the look on the guys' faces. LOL! She shared with us how she started off in this industry and all those years of experience she had accumulated. One thing she said that really struck me was that we must always be nice to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Because you'll never know when the cafeteria lady will strike lottery one day and start a production company. If you haven't been nice to her, she'll turn you down!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really encouraged and inspired us to work hard to achieve our goals, no matter how insane they may seem. I love how she interacted with us throughout her speech. She was very composed and she seemed as though she was having a conversation with us, rather than giving a plain speech. No wonder she leaves such a big impression of herself on everyone when people meet her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad Izham Omar, CEO of 8TV, was the next person to speak. This is the second time I have heard him speak. And in both times, I can see why Media Prima chose him to start a TV station despite being a music person. Another thing he said which struck me a lot was when he asked us if we remember what we were like when we were 15. The number one goal that you have always wanted to achieve is the dream that you had when you were 15. I immediately thought of what I wanted to do when I was 15, and this is exactly what I'm working towards right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when 8TV first came out and exploded into Malaysian television like never before. Ever since, 8TV has been my favourite channel. And for some reason, although I have never thought of studying mass communication back then, I have always wanted to work with 8TV. And today, this window of opportunity opened once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Izham's speech. I didn't know he graduated from Berklee. o.O That means, he's a fellow alumni with ... Nevermind. That's besides the point. He inspired us to be different and to not be afraid of throwing crazy ideas, doing things that people usually would not dare try. He challenged us to blow their minds today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his speech, we had a short break before the next session. Sadly, Marion had to leave early. The boys actually went after her to ask for a picture! She left too suddenly, I didn't get to take a picture with her. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next session was where the excitement finally began. Marlini walked us through the steps of producing TV shows and showed us some whacky shows from around the world. You guys should check out 'Wipe Out'! It's a CRAZY show, but really cool! I wish I could try something in that scale one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izham went off for a little while after that. We were later split into groups of six to work on brainstorming for ideas. We were given little toys and masks to trigger our brains. LOL! We quickly came out with random words and formed a couple of shows within that half hour. We kept going into detail for each show because we forgot that the initial brainstorming stage does not require planning yet. We just needed a rough idea on what shows we can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each group presented whatever we had before heading for lunch. We all had the same problem, which was formulating a show right from the beginning. Thank God the facilitators were there to guide us. We even had the new Quickie host there with us! (Watch her on 8TV at 11.30pm tonight. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was pretty good! We didn't expect much from the catered food, but it really surprised us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, it was back to work again for us. We had to work on the details of each TV show by coming up with the Concept Paper before pitching to Izham. It was crazy because seriously, when can we actually sit down with the Big Boss and pitch our ideas to him, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our group, we felt that all the shows we came up with earlier during our brainstorming session weren't unique enough. We were back to square one and we were totally clueless at that point. Thank God Marlini came over to help us out a bit, and we got mind maps for two shows within a few minutes. We quickly scribbled everything down and put it together in the Concept Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, we had a talk show and reality TV programme. Alicia really wanted to do a drama. It was already 3.30pm, time for presentations! But Marlini announced that we had roughly ten more minutes to finish up because Izham wasn't there yet. We quickly came up with our drama in five minutes and then we were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first group to present. And guess what? It turns out that they really liked our drama! LOL Talk about last minute planning, it actually works? But I'm not promoting procrastination here, okay? It's more about cracking your brain at the last second and working under pressure. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other groups did really well presenting many cool shows. The bosses were jotting down our ideas the whole time. Then, that time of the day came. They finally announced which show they thought was the best and very different, something which has never been done before. They mentioned our drama as one of the best seven shows of the day. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we didn't win the best show, Marlini said that they would go back and deliberate on some of the best ideas of the day. And hopefully, if they work something out, they would come back to us again to talk about joining the production team! WEEEEEEE~!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done our part. Now it's up to Izham and his team to decide. This is an AWESOME opportunity. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1794952227188698546?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1794952227188698546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1794952227188698546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1794952227188698546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1794952227188698546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-step-closer-to-my-goal.html' title='Another step closer to my goal.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1586237371508152743</id><published>2009-05-18T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:03:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my chance!</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a briefing for a media workshop tomorrow. A number of us were the "chosen ones" to attend this workshop by 8TV. It has something to do with TV production. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8TV is actually looking at hiring talents! We will be having a full-day's workshop about production and then we are required to present a concept for TV shows. Apparently the winning concept will be awarded and 8TV will consider using that concept! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEO of 8TV, Ahmad Izham Omar, and Marion Caunter are part of the speakers tomorrow. The boys got a little more excited of course. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dreaming of working with 8TV, especially with the production team. I can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me in prayers. Wish me luck! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1586237371508152743?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1586237371508152743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1586237371508152743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1586237371508152743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1586237371508152743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-chance.html' title='This is my chance!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1092870457009893873</id><published>2009-05-18T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:17:58.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Navi!</title><content type='html'>Navi again, covering the latest songs by the two rivaling groups in the Kpop scene at the moment, 2PM's 'Again &amp; Again' and Super Junior's 'Sorry, Sorry'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her! I wish the performance was longer. It's sad that only her covers of other artists are famous because her songs are really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0N9u70P9KDA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0N9u70P9KDA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thumbs up*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1092870457009893873?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1092870457009893873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1092870457009893873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1092870457009893873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1092870457009893873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-navi.html' title='Go Navi!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1956183677065856340</id><published>2009-05-15T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:00:15.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU.</title><content type='html'>You have caused enough pain and suffering to the person I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already given up on you many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will not fall into the lies of the enemy again because you are obviously smarter than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't even have the slightest COMMON SENSE of what you're putting yourself into, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;God bless you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Because only He can save you from all the misery you will face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1956183677065856340?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1956183677065856340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1956183677065856340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1956183677065856340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1956183677065856340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/you.html' title='YOU.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3840988102507289548</id><published>2009-05-08T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:20:59.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Mothers' Day!</title><content type='html'>This isn't exactly MY typical conversation with my Mom. But this shows how much our mothers care for us, despite how we may be annoy by it. Just take it all in! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XmecyCCdknk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XmecyCCdknk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show your mother how much you appreciate her this weekend like you've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed Mothers' Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3840988102507289548?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3840988102507289548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3840988102507289548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3840988102507289548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3840988102507289548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessed-mothers-day.html' title='Blessed Mothers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-6791673519796000344</id><published>2009-05-04T19:44:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:56:23.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Man in town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;: All pictures belong to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Lim&lt;/span&gt;. Despite how far we were from the stage, she captured really good pictures! =D Thank God security wasn't tight around our area. And thank God for the two big screens on stage! Videos were taken from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;babyputz&lt;/span&gt;'s account on YouTube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'll TRY as hard as I can to remember the details. So, please spare me if I get the songs and events mixed up. Thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began last week when Amanda asked me whether I had already gotten tickets for the concert. I almost gave up on going because I really couldn't get tickets, the cheapest tickets had already been sold out. Then, she told me her cousin knows someone and she has two tickets for her. She invited me, and of course I said 'Yes!'!!! But at the time, it still wasn't 100% confirmed whether she'll really have the tickets.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't expect much. On the day of the concert, I got an SMS from Amanda saying that the guy has our tickets and all we need to do is meet up with him to collect them. I literally squealed when I read that. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this is how we got our tickets. We didn't expect much from the seats since it's free. But we didn't really bother. Amanda's dad agreed to send the both of us to the stadium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived about half an hour before the concert started. Amanda called Andrew whom we were supposed to meet immediately. The reception there was bad. After a few tries, very impatient ones I must say, she managed to contact him. After getting our tickets, we headed for the gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We honestly expected the cheapest seats and we were pretty worried because those seats weren't numbered. We would probably get the bad seats if we were late. Then, Amanda looked at our tickets again and saw a fine print stating "RM198". She nudged me. The moment we both saw that, we squealed (again!). LOL I'm not sure if we jumped. But whatever. *screams* Waaaahhhh!!! We couldn't stop thanking Andrew in our minds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took quite a while for us to find the correct gate because the signs were all over the place. Thank God for the volunteers! I didn't bother bringing my camera because it's huge. Can't really sneak in a big camera. Amanda managed to sneak in. They didn't even bother looking into our bags like how they did with those sitting at the VIP and VVIP area. They probably figured the distance wouldn't do any good to our pictures or videos. All they did was ask whether we brought. Who in the right mind would confess at the time, right? I'm sure the volunteers knew. But, as the (Chinese) saying goes, they just "closed one eye". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, there were people from Boston, one of the sponsors, distributing ang pao packets. We thought it was just some cash vouchers inside as usual. While we waited for the concert to start, Amanda opened up her packet and found RM1 in it! Together with a RM20 cash voucher. Wow! We got ang pao money from Lee Hom! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7atQeoZ5I/AAAAAAAAA68/0xHyT8b-8e0/s1600-h/3193_78138734817_659124817_1810330_4185892_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7atQeoZ5I/AAAAAAAAA68/0xHyT8b-8e0/s400/3193_78138734817_659124817_1810330_4185892_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939479905658770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Celcom stuck a pair of these (I'm not sure what they're called) on each seat. Make some noise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf8LD4qmtbI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ft2o2C_HzIw/s1600-h/3193_78138739817_659124817_1810331_5315093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf8LD4qmtbI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ft2o2C_HzIw/s400/3193_78138739817_659124817_1810331_5315093_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331992645208552882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We expected it to start probably an hour later due to the usual Malaysian timing. But surprisingly, the opening act came out before 8.30pm. Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We couldn't recognise who it was at first. Then, suddenly Amanda went, "Daniel!" (now known as Danell Lee, Malaysian Idol Season 2 winner). Gosh. Of all people, why? But Amanda used to really admire him. I still tease her about that. LOL! The next performer was Kay, the winner of the last Project Superstar singing competition. It was a cutesy act. Totally didn't fit the night. So, I didn't really pay attention to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, the dramatic opening music came. Lee Hom's Bahamut, the new 4kg, custom-made guitar which costed about RM100,000 could be seen on stage. We couldn't see exactly what it was at first. We thought it was him. But then the spot light made it clear that it was THE guitar. Everything about it rocked, but if only it wasn't the shape of a dragon. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Opening graphics started to play on the screens, displaying visuals of the comic version of Music Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiaPguaHhxk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XiaPguaHhxk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, there he was in his Music Man costume (leather pants, I must add), slowly being lowered down on a platform. He started off singing a slow intro to 'What's Up Rock!', the song which I couldn't get used to from the new album because of its edgy sound, not the Lee Hom style I'm used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then he rocked it out with the Bahamut, singing 'W-H-Y' and doing a rock version of 'hua tian cuo'. I wanted to see him play the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er hu&lt;/span&gt; for this song. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After three songs, he greeted the audience and played with the mic that gave out a deep, electronic sound. He said he wasn't Superman, Spiderman, Batman and all that, he is MUSIC MAN! LOL He's such a natural on stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He later went on and sang 'Heartbeat', the ballad from the latest album of the same title. One of the most memorable parts (at least for the VVIPs) came when he performed 'Forever Love', one of my favourites. He went down the stage and shook everyone's hand in front! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After he finished the song and went back on stage, he literally fell to the back and disappeared from the stage. More visuals came on screen, portraying Music Man drowning in the water. Words came out stating that even after Music Man stripped off his 'super hero' costume, he is just a regular guy who needs love. Awww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7apHR3ZwI/AAAAAAAAA60/MbjZM_ZG7z4/s1600-h/3193_78138754817_659124817_1810334_2835490_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7apHR3ZwI/AAAAAAAAA60/MbjZM_ZG7z4/s400/3193_78138754817_659124817_1810334_2835490_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939408716719874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ak1fLH7I/AAAAAAAAA6s/x18fLIeEG9Y/s1600-h/3193_78138759817_659124817_1810335_5361573_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ak1fLH7I/AAAAAAAAA6s/x18fLIeEG9Y/s400/3193_78138759817_659124817_1810335_5361573_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939335221223346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem ahem* =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7afzwlNVI/AAAAAAAAA6k/IBT_djDYVHw/s1600-h/3193_78138769817_659124817_1810337_3319762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7afzwlNVI/AAAAAAAAA6k/IBT_djDYVHw/s400/3193_78138769817_659124817_1810337_3319762_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939248858019154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't come out like that, of course. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aWSvEXeI/AAAAAAAAA6c/erWZdEYMhqw/s1600-h/3193_78138774817_659124817_1810338_7574398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aWSvEXeI/AAAAAAAAA6c/erWZdEYMhqw/s400/3193_78138774817_659124817_1810338_7574398_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331939085374479842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a different guitar. I LOVE this picture. Now you see why we love the two big LED screens? Giant Lee Hom! They were much better than the white screens from the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aP0Q0XmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/2WA2VM7NAaA/s1600-h/3193_78138779817_659124817_1810339_2510541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aP0Q0XmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/2WA2VM7NAaA/s400/3193_78138779817_659124817_1810339_2510541_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331938974115323490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aIGAVmVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IO8HNO3lFBc/s1600-h/3193_78141584817_659124817_1810481_4431056_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7aIGAVmVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/IO8HNO3lFBc/s400/3193_78141584817_659124817_1810481_4431056_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331938841439082834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the Bahamut again. It was so heavy, two staff had to come up from time-to-time to carry it away for him. Very precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7Z47DcuTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/1vHfnXPWLwc/s1600-h/3193_78141599817_659124817_1810484_55042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7Z47DcuTI/AAAAAAAAA6E/1vHfnXPWLwc/s400/3193_78141599817_659124817_1810484_55042_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331938580801304882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZgpCE85I/AAAAAAAAA58/6yMNs3ap55s/s1600-h/3193_78141604817_659124817_1810485_1697823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZgpCE85I/AAAAAAAAA58/6yMNs3ap55s/s400/3193_78141604817_659124817_1810485_1697823_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331938163646854034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally immersed in the song. I'm not sure what song this was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZcOPNL9I/AAAAAAAAA50/D2UHEXfymaQ/s1600-h/3193_78141609817_659124817_1810486_8109141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZcOPNL9I/AAAAAAAAA50/D2UHEXfymaQ/s400/3193_78141609817_659124817_1810486_8109141_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331938087734685650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I believe here he performed the rock version of 'zhu lin shen chu', 'nu peng you' and 'ai de de ti'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZEWRkCZI/AAAAAAAAA5k/2AC6NVt1Jow/s1600-h/3193_78141629817_659124817_1810490_6608937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7ZEWRkCZI/AAAAAAAAA5k/2AC6NVt1Jow/s400/3193_78141629817_659124817_1810490_6608937_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331937677575195026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YxkLsx0I/AAAAAAAAA5c/_8rdpx6VJxk/s1600-h/3193_78141634817_659124817_1810491_1514487_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YxkLsx0I/AAAAAAAAA5c/_8rdpx6VJxk/s400/3193_78141634817_659124817_1810491_1514487_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331937354891183938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He actually beatboxed and the dancers danced to the beat after 'nu peng you'. He also did a minute-long dance solo. I wish it was longer! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between, he also greeted the international fans who were sitting in front. From Japan, Indonesia, Thailand, Hong Kong, and Australia! I love how he said "sawadikap" to the Thai fans. So cute! ^_^ And he also mentioned that he's thinking of going to Australia for a concert there soon. Good news for Aussie fans! He continued looking out for more international fans and said he didn't wanna forget anybody. He had not mentioned Malaysian fans yet. Everyone was shouting, "MALAYSIA!!! MALAYSIA!!!". And finally, when he said 'Malaysia', everybody screamed!!! LOL The crowd's cheers were overwhelming. He was like, "WOW!!!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the highlights of the concert came after he changed. He was about to performed 'gai bian zi ji'. The music video of the song showed him playing different roles in a band, the lead singer (Wang Li Hong), guitarist (Xiao Wang), drummer (Xiao Li) and bassist (Xiao Hong). Notice the similarities?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Xiao Li' came out all dressed in blue, covered from head to toe and introduced himself with a thick American accent. He said his Mandarin wasn't really good. He also mentioned that their band had disbanded because Lee Hom went off to film a movie with Jackie Chan. *sniff sniff* The crowd went, "Awww...". Cheeky guy! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally we saw him playing a different instrument. He went to the drums and performed a drum solo as 'Xiao Li'. 'Xiao Wang' dressed in yellow and 'Xiao Hong' dressed in red were already in position on stage. Within a spilt second, Lee Hom was back in front in white, holding the mic and getting ready to sing 'gai bian zi ji'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we watch the screens, suddenly we saw the different camera angles on the drummer, bassist and guitarist, and they were all Lee Hom! I had to squint to look closer. Of course, the clips on the screen were pre-recorded. But still, that shocked us for a moment. Very creative! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another intermission came. The dancers each performed a dance solo representing different super heros. From Superman, to Hulk, to Bruce Lee. The cheers got louder and louder as they moved on to a different character. When Music Man came out, everyone screamed assuming Lee Hom would dance again. But it was one of the dancers instead. =____=" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point, I almost gave up on seeing him play other instruments which I've been hoping for because the whole night to that point seemed more like a rock concert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, he appeared on stage with a VIOLIN in his hands! *screams* It was my favourite. I LOVE seeing him play the violin. He played 'When You Wish Upon A Star', a famous Disney song, which also happens to be his favourite. He also sang 'luo ye gui gen' while playing the violin. *jumps for joy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7Yq23X_6I/AAAAAAAAA5U/2it3rDKZBQw/s1600-h/3193_78141649817_659124817_1810494_233029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7Yq23X_6I/AAAAAAAAA5U/2it3rDKZBQw/s400/3193_78141649817_659124817_1810494_233029_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331937239647125410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YlUjJC1I/AAAAAAAAA5M/Ys-0xLcUV4c/s1600-h/3193_78143214817_659124817_1810503_4031155_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YlUjJC1I/AAAAAAAAA5M/Ys-0xLcUV4c/s400/3193_78143214817_659124817_1810503_4031155_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331937144536107858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More ballads. He practically swept all the ladies off their feet! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YL2DkWmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ZaKzcfp8RbU/s1600-h/3193_78143229817_659124817_1810506_859963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7YL2DkWmI/AAAAAAAAA5E/ZaKzcfp8RbU/s400/3193_78143229817_659124817_1810506_859963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331936706853886562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the grand piano! *jumps higher* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XX5OzAEI/AAAAAAAAA48/-oDN6hagQzI/s1600-h/3193_78143234817_659124817_1810507_7390392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XX5OzAEI/AAAAAAAAA48/-oDN6hagQzI/s400/3193_78143234817_659124817_1810507_7390392_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331935814353092674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He performed 'ni bu zai' and his best ballad to date, 'wei yi', while playing the piano. Looking at the piano through the screens, it looked dirty. =S They must have forgotten to clean it after shipping it here. LOL! No wonder he didn't mind standing on the piano! Yup. That's what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XSpC5pqI/AAAAAAAAA40/gcHI_I5QYj4/s1600-h/3193_78143249817_659124817_1810510_2262101_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XSpC5pqI/AAAAAAAAA40/gcHI_I5QYj4/s400/3193_78143249817_659124817_1810510_2262101_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331935724108883618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XGPdGYkI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LnbSKBtXfnE/s1600-h/3193_78143259817_659124817_1810511_5543846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7XGPdGYkI/AAAAAAAAA4s/LnbSKBtXfnE/s400/3193_78143259817_659124817_1810511_5543846_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331935511081017922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7W31BmpII/AAAAAAAAA4k/fGB07sL-rak/s1600-h/3193_78143269817_659124817_1810513_4416128_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7W31BmpII/AAAAAAAAA4k/fGB07sL-rak/s400/3193_78143269817_659124817_1810513_4416128_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331935263468201090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he sang 'da cheng xiao ai', I was hoping to see him perform with an acoustic guitar. But it was still as mesmerising. ^_^ After this song, he sang 'Can You Feel My World'. I really didn't expect him to sing this song although it is one of my favourites. I love the slow rap in the middle of the song. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:PMingLiU;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;日日夜夜我閉著雙眼祈禱 , 為什麼只有我的音樂能夠讓我依靠 ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here's the little magic trick he pulled which left everyone in confusion. Well, at least those who were sitting ABOVE ground. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After performing 'wo wan quan mei you ren he li you li ni', the dancers put on a hat and sunglasses on him. He went behind the giant screen in the center as he continued singing and came out again after that. All of a sudden, he disappeared and appeared in the centre of the crowd sitting on the ground in a split second! Our expressions were literally: O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the stage on the left, and little Lee Hom glowing at the bottom-right corner. That was where he reappeared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WylpScWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/EocRGpIpweA/s1600-h/3193_78143289817_659124817_1810517_7669607_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WylpScWI/AAAAAAAAA4c/EocRGpIpweA/s400/3193_78143289817_659124817_1810517_7669607_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331935173440336226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to Lee Suan, when he 'came out' again from the back of the screen, that person wasn't him. He had already gone off stage. Apparently he was covered in a black hood and a motorbike took him to the center. Not bad! Singer, musician, actor, now magician? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He walked through the crowd. And this time, they REALLY swarmed him. Security had a really hard time. Poor guys! He sang 'zai mei bian' as he greeted the fans. I always love listening to the ending rap because of how fast he rolls his tongue! Good to refresh my Chinese idioms and proverbs while listening to it too. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'gai shi yin xiong', a.k.a. Heroes of the Earth! It was the title song from one of his best albums. The 'last' song was 'xin zhong de ri yue', also from another one of his best albums Shangri-La. He has too many great songs! Lee Hom has released 20 albums to date, by the way, including compilation albums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WmfHVkFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/jbQQmmMU77Q/s1600-h/3193_78146319817_659124817_1810604_7409708_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WmfHVkFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/jbQQmmMU77Q/s400/3193_78146319817_659124817_1810604_7409708_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934965528891474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone didn't want to let him go. And every concert has to have an encore, of course. After roughly five minutes of encore cheers, Lee Hom came out again in the Music Man T-shirt which I really wanted to buy but it was RM75. T.T I didn't have enough money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The encore performances were the BEST! Almost the whole stadium stood up, 25,000 people chanting along to 'fang kai ni de xin', 'ai ni jiu deng yu ai zi ji' (the first song I heard from him, and my all-time favourite), and of course, KISS GOODBYE. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The atmosphere was really high during the encore. I can still feel it as I watch the videos again! He was having so much fun as well, banging on the piano during 'fang kai ni de xin'. You can refer to the video posted below. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told us not to sit down yet because he wanted to take the time to thank some people. He even joked that the concert was only about to start, and everything else he did earlier was just a warm-up. We sure hope it was! He thanked the crew, the sponsors, and the band, including Jamie Wilson, the guitarist who is MALAYSIAN! =D His band during 'Heroes of the Earth' Tour consisted mostly of Malaysian musicians as well. Wow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also received an early present from his official fanclub, Homaniacs Malaysia. He will be celebrating his 33rd birthday on May 17. The present consisted of a card and also a CD with 2009 birthday messages from the fans! 172 seconds altogether. So sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before closing with 'Kiss Goodbye', he jokingly mentioned that the producers told him not to kiss everyone individually due to the recent swine flu outbreak. So, all he could do was 'kiss' us through the song. Awww... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WagtpIFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/TyzYAYRrEIE/s1600-h/3193_78146329817_659124817_1810606_2904806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WagtpIFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/TyzYAYRrEIE/s400/3193_78146329817_659124817_1810606_2904806_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934759799562322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WT4jpMnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/A0iOqKlGozw/s1600-h/3193_78146334817_659124817_1810607_324320_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WT4jpMnI/AAAAAAAAA4E/A0iOqKlGozw/s400/3193_78146334817_659124817_1810607_324320_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934645940990578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WMNUoiVI/AAAAAAAAA38/nP5NUnQ31iM/s1600-h/3193_78146339817_659124817_1810608_7053117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WMNUoiVI/AAAAAAAAA38/nP5NUnQ31iM/s400/3193_78146339817_659124817_1810608_7053117_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934514076223826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WFjUdigI/AAAAAAAAA30/-i2D7xAidyI/s1600-h/3193_78146344817_659124817_1810609_6176916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7WFjUdigI/AAAAAAAAA30/-i2D7xAidyI/s400/3193_78146344817_659124817_1810609_6176916_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934399721998850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VzMjktII/AAAAAAAAA3s/xfb8NRdfzUg/s1600-h/3193_78146349817_659124817_1810610_5957045_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VzMjktII/AAAAAAAAA3s/xfb8NRdfzUg/s400/3193_78146349817_659124817_1810610_5957045_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331934084373722242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VhBhwltI/AAAAAAAAA3k/MOixFt3NDrE/s1600-h/3193_78146364817_659124817_1810613_3769558_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VhBhwltI/AAAAAAAAA3k/MOixFt3NDrE/s400/3193_78146364817_659124817_1810613_3769558_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331933772175677138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VW2dY97I/AAAAAAAAA3c/pMDlxWWI7n8/s1600-h/3193_78146369817_659124817_1810614_3328889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7VW2dY97I/AAAAAAAAA3c/pMDlxWWI7n8/s400/3193_78146369817_659124817_1810614_3328889_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331933597405870002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENCORE!!! (a.k.a. high time) Listen to the crowd! Pay attention especially from 5:40 onwards. I saw the Taipei 'Heroes of the Earth' concert, and he didn't even go that high! LOL The crowd was great. =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XtgC047iaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XtgC047iaw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last song from the encore. Notice he was holding on to his throat, and he went off at one point. Poor Lee Hom was having a soar throat. =( I noticed he held on to his throat quite a few times during the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gsPo8kB27NU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gsPo8kB27NU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After saying his final goodbyes, people started to leave. But most of us didn't want to leave and some even continue screaming for MORE encore, hoping for a final glimpse of Lee Hom again! LOL The chant went on for a few minutes. Then, an audio clip was played saying "Lee Hom's Music Man KL concert has officially ended...". Even with that, the crowd still continued shouting for an encore. The crew had no other choice but to play that audio clip again. LOL! That was when everyone boo-ed and finally gave up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I say 'KL', you say 'YO', 'KL!', 'YO!', 'KL!', 'YO!&lt;/span&gt;'. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY enjoyed this concert. He sang a total of 28 songs for more than two and half hours. But it felt like minutes to me. &gt;.&lt; Like I mentioned in the previous post, I probably enjoyed it even more than Rain's concert! He is a great performer, one of the best Asian singers in my opinion. He interacted really well with the crowd, no wonder everyone felt so high! Despite having a soar throat, he is a really impressive live performer. I'm proud to be a fan!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God he didn't follow his family's footsteps to become a doctor, despite achieving perfect scores in his SATs and being offered to Princeton. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish he could have played some of the Chinese instruments he's good at. But this concert is a whole different concept compared to 'Heroes of the Earth'. I think that's why he didn't do it. And the only sad part was that he didn't sing one of my favourite songs, 'ni he wo'. That's such a good concert song! I wonder why he didn't perform that. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall, I don't regret attending this concert at all. I'll definitely be going for the ones to come because he keeps the atmosphere up, up, up all the time. Everyone will have fun. And I guarantee that even if you're not a fan, you'll become one after attending his concert. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lee Hom, come back again soon!!! Let's go for mamak and durian? =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. That was random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the next album and concert! Jia you!!!&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to mention this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway through the concert, a lady host came out to entertain us while Lee Hom changed into a different outfit. She mentioned how Malaysian fans have been requesting for a Music Man tour here ever since the first stop started in Taipei last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music Man finally came to Malaysia during the month which is very important to him. It's the month of his birthday! She requested everyone to sing an early birthday song to him. She also said she hoped he would be able to hear our best wishes to him while changing his pants. XD She wanted to play a little game with the crowd, but due to time constraint, she had to go off. She definitely kept us entertained! =D&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/37969461-6791673519796000344?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/6791673519796000344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=6791673519796000344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6791673519796000344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/6791673519796000344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/music-man-in-town.html' title='Music Man in town!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/Sf7atQeoZ5I/AAAAAAAAA68/0xHyT8b-8e0/s72-c/3193_78138734817_659124817_1810330_4185892_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2273459568400331410</id><published>2009-05-03T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:48:22.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1600 in SATs?!</title><content type='html'>I'm still in the Lee Hom mood right now. XD Very sorry if you're annoyed. Don't bother reading this post if you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to come up with my entry about last night's concert. So, I decided to post this video for now, on his second appearance on CNN's Talk Asia. He was conducting the Hong Kong Philharmonic Orchestra early this year. Well, he was classically trained. So no surprise there! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kG22yuqfFls&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kG22yuqfFls&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yWQz3ttxxcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yWQz3ttxxcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeY2cx1LN6I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DeY2cx1LN6I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do conductors receive that many gifts? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2273459568400331410?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2273459568400331410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2273459568400331410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2273459568400331410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2273459568400331410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/1600-in-sats.html' title='1600 in SATs?!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-5598571292733243248</id><published>2009-05-03T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:29:35.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Music Man!</title><content type='html'>*screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Lee Hom's concert with Amanda and I'm feeling really hyper right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole concert was GREAT! Even better than Rain's (shocking O.O). He did everything possible, sing, played his brand new baby, a 4kg custom-made guitar (which sounded REALLY powerful, by the way), played the drums, piano, violin (&lt;3), and he DANCED! LOL I didn't know he could do a hand stand. And he looked like he's been working out a lot lately. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang all of my favourite songs, except 'ni he wo (You and me)'. :( It's okay. I loooooooved all the songs. And he turned some of his fast songs into rock songs. I couldn't get used to a few, but he got everyone so hyped up! I was practically singing along to all the songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday's BBQ party and Ms. Natasha's house and the concert tonight, all the stress from the past 7 weeks of non-stop assignments are finally out! LOL I let it all out, along with some 25,000 people around me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't think I can sleep yet, but I better go now. Need to wake up early tomorrow for service. I'll post up a full entry about the concert tomorrow! Here's a little preview. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solaris, Mont Kiara. I didn't even know he had a promo here a couple of weeks ago. =__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_qb-mN4Ynw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v_qb-mN4Ynw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the violin at the Singapore concert. My favourite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/my3Q9DMopb8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/my3Q9DMopb8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_U1DQAeRyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x_U1DQAeRyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thank Amanda's cousin and Mr. Andrew for the tickets, and Amanda for inviting me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-5598571292733243248?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/5598571292733243248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=5598571292733243248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5598571292733243248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/5598571292733243248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-music-man.html' title='I love Music Man!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-9221007045378270397</id><published>2009-04-30T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:51:09.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass dance!</title><content type='html'>This is such a cool ad!!! I loooove mass dances. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQ3d3KigPQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQ3d3KigPQM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my advertising essay! Weeeee~!!! I'll be free for the next two weeks. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not really. I have to go back to college to do a shooting for our Digital Media assignment, which is what I'm worried most! I hope we can finish everything on time, cause I know it'll take a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til then, let's have fun at our BBQ party tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-9221007045378270397?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/9221007045378270397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=9221007045378270397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9221007045378270397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/9221007045378270397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/mass-dance.html' title='Mass dance!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-89729039555336495</id><published>2009-04-29T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:10:29.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Taylor Swift meets Coldplay.</title><content type='html'>This is a piano and cello arrangement done by Jon Schmidt. He was inspired by his seven-year-old daughter who loves 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift. I can't stop listening to it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-89729039555336495?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/89729039555336495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=89729039555336495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/89729039555336495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/89729039555336495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-taylor-swift-meets-coldplay.html' title='When Taylor Swift meets Coldplay.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3982186947655541431</id><published>2009-04-29T11:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:34:32.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too good to be true.</title><content type='html'>CSJH The Grace, one of the most underrated Asian female groups. Why doesn't SM Entertainment promote them as much as their other artists? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl9IPRAjixI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sl9IPRAjixI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they'll do a comeback in Korea soon! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time at Leo's Cafe again yesterday with Ee Leen, Pei Yi and Cheryl. We had a good time talking, forcing ourselves to get back to our work at the same time. LOL Sitting for a few hours at a place where you keep smelling food is not a good place to study, at least for me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on my advertising essay about children being a vulnerable group in advertising. Plan to submit it by tonight if everything works out. And then, I'm free for the next two weeks!!! Can't wait for our BBQ at Ms. Natasha's house this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually invited by 8TV again to attend the One in a Million grand finale this Friday, and they'll be providing us with free transport. Some chose to go along, and some of us chose to stick with the initial plan, which was to attend the after-party we've been planning for the past six months. It'll be cool to watch how they produce a live show, especially something as big as a grand finale. But like Nabs said, I believe we'll have more opportunities like this in the future with Taylor's and our lecturers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's have a great bonding time at Ms. Natasha's! Looking at the list of food we planned out during our meeting last week, I'm already drooling now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if all goes well, hopefully I'll be able to see Lee Hom the next day!!! Please... please... please... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to 'assignment-ing'. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3982186947655541431?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3982186947655541431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3982186947655541431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3982186947655541431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3982186947655541431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='Too good to be true.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-968988144127299196</id><published>2009-04-25T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:10:40.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night.</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this video. Navi, doing a cover of Son Dam Bi's 'Saturday Night'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUgADb9tZ18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUgADb9tZ18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This R&amp;B version is soooo much better than the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oJbxH7-rEUM"&gt;original&lt;/a&gt; dance version. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-968988144127299196?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/968988144127299196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=968988144127299196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/968988144127299196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/968988144127299196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday Night.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-7111246905341306061</id><published>2009-04-24T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:41:18.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream and laugh!</title><content type='html'>Mr. Shahid showed us a bunch of commercials during advertising class today. It really woke me up because the dimmed lights and dark Power Point slides made me doze off a couple of times. :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons we love advertising lectures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This commercial is pretty interesting. I don't really understand how THAT is relevant to the product, but this is what makes it interesting, rigth? And it's really funny hearing the whole class scream, including me. XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a heart problem, don't watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fybBwlxHNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fybBwlxHNc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do leave your comments on my tagboard after watching. :) I'd love to read your feedback. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6rj5jisB7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6rj5jisB7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the car... T.T Can I kidnap it too? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S I need inspiration for my advertising essay, that's why I've been watching quite a number of ads since yesterday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-7111246905341306061?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/7111246905341306061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=7111246905341306061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7111246905341306061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/7111246905341306061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/scream-and-laugh.html' title='Scream and laugh!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-3151202006244979808</id><published>2009-04-24T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:12:33.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think family.</title><content type='html'>This is a commercial launched by the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports of Singapore. Looking at funerals through a different light... Some people thought it was rude because people there were laughing, but it showed how the woman handled the death of her husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can do commercials like that someday. Reminds me of the Petronas festive ads! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-3151202006244979808?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/3151202006244979808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=3151202006244979808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3151202006244979808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/3151202006244979808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/think-family.html' title='Think family.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2160334832266763394</id><published>2009-04-21T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:07:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with God</title><content type='html'>I got this from an email that Ji Huey forwarded to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When I meditated on the word Guidance, &lt;br /&gt;I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word. &lt;br /&gt;I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing. &lt;br /&gt;When two people try to lead, nothing feels right. &lt;br /&gt;The movement doesn't flow with the music, &lt;br /&gt;and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky. &lt;br /&gt;When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead, &lt;br /&gt;both bodies begin to flow with the music. &lt;br /&gt;One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back &lt;br /&gt;or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another. &lt;br /&gt;It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully. &lt;br /&gt;The dance takes surrender, willingness, &lt;br /&gt;and attentiveness from one person &lt;br /&gt;and gentle guidance and skill from the other. &lt;br /&gt;My eyes drew back to the word Guidance. &lt;br /&gt;When I saw "G": I thought of God, followed by "u" and "i". &lt;br /&gt;"God, "u" and "i" dance." &lt;br /&gt;God, you, and I dance. &lt;br /&gt;As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust &lt;br /&gt;that I would get guidance about my life. &lt;br /&gt;Once again, I became willing to let God lead. &lt;br /&gt;My prayer for you today is that God's blessings &lt;br /&gt;and mercies are upon you on this day and everyday. &lt;br /&gt;May you abide in God, as God abides in you. &lt;br /&gt;Dance together with God, trusting God to lead &lt;br /&gt;and to guide you through each season of your life. &lt;br /&gt;This prayer is powerful and there is nothing attached. &lt;br /&gt;If God has done anything for you in your life, &lt;br /&gt;please share this message with someone else. &lt;br /&gt;There is no cost but a lot of rewards; &lt;br /&gt;so let's continue to pray for one another. &lt;br /&gt;And I Hope You Dance !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing - Miss Saigon original soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;(I love Lea Salonga!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2160334832266763394?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2160334832266763394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2160334832266763394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2160334832266763394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2160334832266763394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/dancing-with-god.html' title='Dancing with God'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-2387715575430705454</id><published>2009-04-18T22:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:29:12.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme without limitations.</title><content type='html'>I'm just gonna spare a few minutes to write about Mass Colympics today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammie came along with us as a substitute for Qiki because she wasn't feeling well. Met Nab's friend, Khe Chun, from Subang Utama. She was from Lick Hung too (Ee Leen, your classmate!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took us a while to find Xtion Paintball Park, but we managed to get there on time. We assumed that the VIPs would be there late, because that is usually what happens. If you still can't figure out which VIP I'm talking about, continue reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After registering at the counter, we moved on the check out the place. We didn't know where to go because the park was really big. We stumble upon a paintball tournament going on, and we thought, "Has it started already?". And then we realized that those were the pros. XD No wonder the shots sounded a lot scarier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited in line according to categories. And what do you know, we heard that there were 64 teams in paintball! O.O Wow... that's a lot of people to beat. =S We got a little worried. So, we set a little goal for ourselves: Get past the first round. That would be enough knowing that there's only one guy in our team, Zak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captains from all teams were called to a briefing at the field. So Nab left us for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 9.30am and the sun was already burning into our skin. We needed something to distract ourselves. Suddenly, we saw this girl running to her friend screaming, "I saw Allan Wu!!!". We got so excited the moment we heard that. We looked around, and there he was, standing in front talking to the Operation Manager of today's event and the lecturers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked so tall standing among them. :P He looked very free at the time. So, we were contemplating whether or not to ask to take a picture with him because we were worried that we might miss our chance later. We couldn't decide. It was too late after that because the opening ceremony was about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few speeches and the launch of the event, Mass Colympics 2009 finally kicked off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenqH50MgBI/AAAAAAAAA28/ma_qaJKsozY/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenqH50MgBI/AAAAAAAAA28/ma_qaJKsozY/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326045455842050066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture with my phone. Sorry for the bad quality. Allan Wu shot the banner above to launch the event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is actually the brand ambassador for Taylor's School of Communication. That's why he's been around a few Taylor's event this year. He was also here to flag off the Amazing Race teams today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rashid Salleh was also present as a representative from ESPN. They actually got ESPN to cover the event! Can't wait to see if this is gonna be on TV. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the launch, Allan had to start of the race. We overheard the MC asking people to stay back at the stage if they want a picture with him. We got really excited because it was finally our chance! He opened a mini autograph session and everyone quickly queued up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SentPpBOCGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/TNhlKvB49gs/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SentPpBOCGI/AAAAAAAAA3E/TNhlKvB49gs/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326048887307110498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! He was sweating like crazy and everyone was crowding around him. But thank you Allan! And thank you Chien Hing for taking this picture for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we moved on to the field to wait for our final briefing. There were so many teams playing. We were prepared to wait quite a while before our turn. We sat on the seats in front of the field to watch to other teams play. The seats were made of STEEL, mind you. Can you imagine how cooked we were after everything? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenuddTta5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/dWUc8lMOj_Y/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenuddTta5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/dWUc8lMOj_Y/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326050224193235858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our field. Some of the cylinders and obstacles deflated halfway through the game. So we didn't bother hiding behind at all, we charged straight to the front few! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were cheering on some teams and going "What?" to a few others. This tournament was a little different from the time we played in the last Mass Colympics two years ago. We played 'Capture the Flag'. The goal is too get two flags back to our base after we shoot down a bottle right in front of us. We had unlimited life, but every time we get shot, we would have to go to the base behind to wipe off the paint and get back into the game. That wasted time and points will also be deducted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they called out 'Jambo Juice'. Don't ask. We came up with it within seconds when we registered last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said a short prayer and it was battle time. I was so excited, my adrenaline was already pumping because this reminded me of the game I played last time. The next thing I knew, Khe Chun and I got both flags and reached the base at the same time. WE WON!!! We reached our goalS for the day!!! Hahaha. I didn't get shot in this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rested for a while and bumped into some of our classmate doing rock-climbing. The girls did well!!! And the rock actually got really hot because of the sun, so many people didn't make it because their hands and feet were burning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Round 2 came. We lost. It was really unfair because Ammie and Zak clearly hit the opponent. But the ignorant marshals didn't bother calling them out and they went on shooting. What?! =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. There's bound to be something like this happening. At least we know that we could have tied with the other team and move on. But hey, we're in the top 32, and we actually got through the first round which we didn't expect to initially. And we have a cool name. So, yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I feel that I had more fun playing in the last Mass Colympics at the Xtreme park near the Subang lake. Maybe because we actually got to wear a jumper suit then and the rounds lasted longer, and we actually got to the semi-finals! XD This time, I think we only played for less than five minutes altogether in two rounds. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really shoot anybody this time because I was focusing on the flags. I only realised that after we left the field. &gt;.&lt; If only I shot at least one person. But I got three shots when I was running back to the base. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the souvenirs I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenxE7vRu7I/AAAAAAAAA3U/L1qFwGtCXrc/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenxE7vRu7I/AAAAAAAAA3U/L1qFwGtCXrc/s320/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326053101400079282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it got this bad! O.O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at least I have SOMETHING to proof that I actually played. I miss playing with my classmates! We have to go as a group next time and play the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did I go to the extreme? Not really, I slacked a bit in the second round because I got distracted. Totally forgot to watch out for the bottle. But at least we had fun planning and playing together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... back to assignments! O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-2387715575430705454?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/2387715575430705454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=2387715575430705454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2387715575430705454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/2387715575430705454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/extreme-without-limitations.html' title='Extreme without limitations.'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SenqH50MgBI/AAAAAAAAA28/ma_qaJKsozY/s72-c/DSC00285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-4327743416770539200</id><published>2009-04-16T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:32:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Slowly</title><content type='html'>This is such a beautiful song. Kris Allen performed this last night on American Idol. I fell in love with it immediately. It's from the movie, 'Once'. Originally a duet sung by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOyqgB5duDw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IOyqgB5duDw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Take that sinking boat and point it home, we still got time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-4327743416770539200?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/4327743416770539200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=4327743416770539200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4327743416770539200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/4327743416770539200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling Slowly'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37969461.post-1960964055968987282</id><published>2009-04-12T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:49:22.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>Wow. I just heard that David Archuleta was actually supposed to go to SMK USJ 12. But... the principal REJECTED him. o___O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Semangat Twelveans? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Sri KDU students. Come to Taylor's College the next time, okay? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37969461-1960964055968987282?l=adifferentorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/feeds/1960964055968987282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37969461&amp;postID=1960964055968987282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1960964055968987282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37969461/posts/default/1960964055968987282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adifferentorange.blogspot.com/2009/04/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04123167038619642676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPcETIPGOgo/SlnQ3nJlobI/AAAAAAAAA8s/o_sco32sQHM/S220/me2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
