<?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-7541768006433573402</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:52:55.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Taught Us to Quit;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4305983916058190150</id><published>2012-01-01T06:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T06:11:52.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of those nights filled with self-pity. I should get over myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4305983916058190150?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4305983916058190150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4305983916058190150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4305983916058190150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4305983916058190150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-those-nights-filled-with-self.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7508390893672848242</id><published>2011-12-30T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:03:27.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holes Within Me (literal meaning)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xisiQ-97-wU/Tv3CmJQuUVI/AAAAAAAABWA/YcYnVRZUgLI/s1600/dentist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691919464643055954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xisiQ-97-wU/Tv3CmJQuUVI/AAAAAAAABWA/YcYnVRZUgLI/s320/dentist.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes, you read right. I have holes in my body. 4 in my mouth to be precise. I went for a mouth operation on Tuesday and the dentist drilled holes in my mouth and put in screws. And the operation wasn’t as traumatic because the anesthesia was doing its job and it didn’t hurt at all. How deceiving. I wasn’t allowed to see what they were doing though, all I heard was drilling noises and I could feel being screwed (lol). The dentist thought I was 15 (srsly??) and said to imagine there’s construction in my mouth! It was an hour later when I was in the train with my dad when the full force of the pain hit me. And it flipping hurt. I honestly have never felt such physical pain in my almost 19 years of existence. Fracturing an ankle, getting both ears pierced at the same moment all could not even come close to how much pain I felt. So yea, I might have cried a little on the train home. Hahah I bet people thought I was just dumped or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can I say this, I’ll never think well of dentists. Seriously, if you’re my friend and you choose to be a dentist, I’ll seriously de-friend you. Haha just kidding! Or am i? =O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway! Went to the flyer on thurs with the cousins and ilhan :D it was really quite fun because the previous time I went to the flyer (with the PSLs in sec3?), it was daytime and there was construction everywhere so the sight ain’t very pretty. But this time round I went at 7pm so I could see the sunset and the transition from day to night! Really nice :D But sadly, it was quite a cloudy day so the sunset wasn’t very obvious! Have some photos down here taken with my phone (hence the poor resolution!). Most of the photos were taken with my aunt’s min-dslr so I don’t have it right now. As usual, the only activity to do on the flyer would be to look at the scenery and camwhore. Yuppp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUsNiA-rIAY/Tv3AjrN0L3I/AAAAAAAABVw/4E6CISXMqbA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691917223194799986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WUsNiA-rIAY/Tv3AjrN0L3I/AAAAAAAABVw/4E6CISXMqbA/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsJ5fEME3Pc/Tv3Ajtb5GAI/AAAAAAAABVo/ZSwV03rKdhU/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691917223790712834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TsJ5fEME3Pc/Tv3Ajtb5GAI/AAAAAAAABVo/ZSwV03rKdhU/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhV4k6KR3iI/Tv3AiWLq6UI/AAAAAAAABVg/v0cITJGkC2E/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691917200368789826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IhV4k6KR3iI/Tv3AiWLq6UI/AAAAAAAABVg/v0cITJGkC2E/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LOq1MsMxAZk/Tv3AiM3htRI/AAAAAAAABVM/u5XaK2MAgi8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691917197868381458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LOq1MsMxAZk/Tv3AiM3htRI/AAAAAAAABVM/u5XaK2MAgi8/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRzx9Qm8Ni8/Tv3AiEoZL2I/AAAAAAAABVE/JVY6jgCqqhI/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691917195657424738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRzx9Qm8Ni8/Tv3AiEoZL2I/AAAAAAAABVE/JVY6jgCqqhI/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shall do a new years post in a while! On a side note, I’m totally addicted to Adam lambert’s new single ‘Better than I know myself”. What a tune, and the lyrics were brill! Love this line: “If I wanted to leave, I would have left by now”. What a loaded phrase. Very very romantic and poetic in my eyes! Then again, I always pegged him as someone who oozed sensuality, like me. Har har, I kid :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7508390893672848242?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7508390893672848242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7508390893672848242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7508390893672848242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7508390893672848242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/12/holes-within-men-literal-meaning.html' title='The Holes Within Me (literal meaning)'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xisiQ-97-wU/Tv3CmJQuUVI/AAAAAAAABWA/YcYnVRZUgLI/s72-c/dentist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6747295747179685614</id><published>2011-12-26T04:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T05:14:13.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling happeh :D</title><content type='html'>Yup im feeling really happy right now! I've found some joy in this website personalitycafe.com or PerC :) It really helped me figure out who i am and i am discovering more about myself everyday. It's so amazing how there are so many people who know EXACTLY what i think and feel and whose thought process is pretty identical to mine. (haha not forever alone anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's these little things that i never really took time to figure out that has helped me feel more comfortable in my own skin. Well, its just a flippin wonderful feeling having people understand and rationalise your convoluted thoughts. For those who don't know what im talking about, you should take these personality tests, particularly the MBTI &amp;amp; enneagram. It's really interesting and eye-opening. Gives you perspective on why people act the way they do. Why you act the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit though, it's pretty intimidating there. There are users from all walks of life from those in their 30s to a 52 year old. And then there's people like me. So yea there's all these accomplished people who are so articulate and eloquent who are able to express &amp;amp; analyse their thought processes so well. In short, it gets pretty intimidating for lil ol' me. But i'm learning something precious everyday and appreciating those who are similar and different from me, so all's good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short summary on the two types of personality theories (to get you interested!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enneagram: This examines your life's motive. There are essentially 9 types of people. This isn't to pigeon hole you or put you in a box because everyone is different and moulded by circumstances and inborn characteristics. Rather, it's to help you step out of your usual pattern of thinking, recognise your flaws and be more open-minded :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MBTI: This is used to see how you gather and process information. There are 16 ways and this theory is more widespread than the enneagram. I had a workshop about this in cedar i remember! and then a talk about it in MJ also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup basically this has been my latest personal interest! Unfortunately, i don't think i'm capable of persuing psychology as a career even though the passion is defo there. Have yet to find anyone i can discuss all these theories with in person ): But yea anyway, crux of the post is that I love having someone speak my mind in ways that I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A MORE DEPRESSING NOTE..i have an operation tomorrow where they're gonna sedate me and all. Sarkks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6747295747179685614?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6747295747179685614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6747295747179685614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6747295747179685614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6747295747179685614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/12/feeling-happeh-d.html' title='Feeling happeh :D'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3512892052344269929</id><published>2011-12-08T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T01:11:35.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Time can change perspectives, and just because something once had a certain meaning, doesn’t mean that it always has to have that meaning.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3512892052344269929?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3512892052344269929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3512892052344269929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3512892052344269929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3512892052344269929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-can-change-perspectives-and-just.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5604782175788436314</id><published>2011-12-01T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T10:26:58.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely gutted</title><content type='html'>Cos my boyfriend is dating another girl nooooooo. ); Hahah okay shall stop being a typical fangirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5604782175788436314?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5604782175788436314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5604782175788436314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5604782175788436314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5604782175788436314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/12/absolutely-gutted.html' title='Absolutely gutted'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6159282504869770714</id><published>2011-11-30T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:25:43.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Games That Play Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUaK2eTnsys/TtZNpZ98RPI/AAAAAAAABT8/gGJBugVBEO8/s1600/hula.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And if you're faced with a choice and you had to choose, I hope you choose the one that means the most to you"&lt;/strong&gt; - Rascal Flatts 'My Wish'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;A circle. The only shape with no sides and no end. I think our lives are like circles where we chase things that have no end to it, or none that is visible anyway. Why? We tend to chase those who hurt us and ignore those who adore us. We chase those who are “unattainable” and see those who aren’t as something you would settle for when you have no other choice. We chase to satisfy our materialistic desires failing to realise that it can never be satiated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I think men often lose sight of what is important and as a result, make the wrong choices. And later on in life, some of us become unmanned by grief and find ourselves breaking down and weeping for time to rewind itself just so we could correct whatever we did wrong. But alas, time stops for no man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6159282504869770714?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6159282504869770714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6159282504869770714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6159282504869770714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6159282504869770714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/11/games-that-play-us.html' title='The Games That Play Us'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5773263247912589550</id><published>2011-11-30T06:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:40:32.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a know-it-all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b420F0yFdM0/TtZElky2b5I/AAAAAAAABTw/2D78CERyZFw/s1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680803392297267090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b420F0yFdM0/TtZElky2b5I/AAAAAAAABTw/2D78CERyZFw/s320/hug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whether you’re aware of it or not, at some point in our lives, we all act like an officious know-it-all. Too ready to give advice or orders, as if our limited life experiences makes us more knowledgeable than those around us. We become bossy and interfering while deluding ourselves into believing we’re being altruistic and helpful. We must, at some point, realise that each situation is unique and molded by circumstance. That no individual is more superior than the other. We all have something to learn and value from the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok picture got no link, just thought it was a sweet pic! cldnt resist putting it in)&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/7541768006433573402-5773263247912589550?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5773263247912589550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5773263247912589550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5773263247912589550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5773263247912589550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-know-it-all.html' title='You&apos;re a know-it-all'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b420F0yFdM0/TtZElky2b5I/AAAAAAAABTw/2D78CERyZFw/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8622465711508684582</id><published>2011-11-30T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:42:55.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally cleared my tagboard from all the spammers who had the cheek to claim they weren't spammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry i haven't been updating much at all. I promise to blog more often, with A's over and all. I'm really surprised (in a good way) that there are still people reading my blog! &amp;amp; i realised my prev posts are all spontaneous emotional rants. hehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall blog about what i've been doing after A's! Sorry if this bores you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after my last paper which was geog paper 2, my classmates hawa &amp;amp; Afiqah went out of the hall to scream fr joy (literally) while the rest of us screamed in our heads hahah. So anyway, Hawa, xingjie, evelyn and I went to watch breaking dawn. Before that we went fr lunch at Fish &amp;amp; Co. It was quite funny cos they were taking ages to cook the food and we had so little time to eat since we didnt wanna miss our show. So we were like "in 10 minutes must finish". And then later "ok add 2 more minutes" then "ok 1 more minute". lol :) Photos below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtGVzvvk7Ws/TtYtvg8_15I/AAAAAAAABTk/DmHJiZzPcfQ/s1600/IMG_0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680778274297337746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtGVzvvk7Ws/TtYtvg8_15I/AAAAAAAABTk/DmHJiZzPcfQ/s320/IMG_0868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate Mousse for dessert :) abit too thick according to the rest but i thot it tasted great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-beL_7B1AH8k/TtYtvDCaIQI/AAAAAAAABTY/JZ0Yu6T6wXs/s1600/IMG_0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680778266266968322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-beL_7B1AH8k/TtYtvDCaIQI/AAAAAAAABTY/JZ0Yu6T6wXs/s320/IMG_0867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arctic Fish &amp;amp; Chips(yess its quite large!!). Fries are abit on the dry side. But overall, pretty superb. Or maybe i was just hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PfVMXJAEzL8/TtYtu_tnoPI/AAAAAAAABTM/mG6qHR__b7E/s1600/IMG_0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680778265374466290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PfVMXJAEzL8/TtYtu_tnoPI/AAAAAAAABTM/mG6qHR__b7E/s320/IMG_0864.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma pretty friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we rushed to GV &amp;amp; watched breaking dawn. The show was awesome!!!! I cried at the part bella sort of died. It was sooo sad. While my friends xingjie &amp;amp; evelyn just stoned throughout and had that "Why am i watching this" face. Oh welll...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to bedok library after that to just sit down &amp;amp; read to my heart's content without having to feel guilty at all (finally finallyyyy after waiting for so long!). Hmm didnt do much during the weekends and just lazed around at home. Visited Grandpop on sunday with dad &amp;amp; went fr macs at around 10.30 at night and had a HTHT. &amp;amp; it was truly special because my dad is not the kind to be emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went fr dental in the morn. And it was so sucky (more than usual) so im not gonna bother blogging about that cos im not keen on reliving it. Went to school to clear my locker cos yan's present is still rotting in there heh hehh :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK SORRY FOR KILLING EVERYONE FROM BOREDOM WITH MY MUNDANE LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall continue tmr :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8622465711508684582?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8622465711508684582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8622465711508684582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8622465711508684582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8622465711508684582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/11/updates_30.html' title='UPDATES'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtGVzvvk7Ws/TtYtvg8_15I/AAAAAAAABTk/DmHJiZzPcfQ/s72-c/IMG_0868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2499833266790717219</id><published>2011-11-30T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:02:44.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAG REPLIES &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C! :D&lt;/strong&gt; : HELLOO!!! OMG I MISS YOU!!!!!!! and yes super shocked to see your tag but whatta pleasant surprise :)) MEET SOON! (&amp;amp; you have no choice but to say yes! heeh^^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Amirah! :D&lt;/strong&gt; : Hello :) is that really your name? i hope not! hahahahah ok no im just kidding :D yea sucky feeling right? glad you could relate! &amp;amp; i hope whatever you're going through would work out fine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nellie&lt;/strong&gt;: why you never go online anymore?!? sheet, i miss our online convos! where did those days go? );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2499833266790717219?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2499833266790717219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2499833266790717219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2499833266790717219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2499833266790717219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/11/updates.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3153285809323483057</id><published>2011-11-11T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T02:41:57.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a part of life</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the pieces just don't fit no more. And the harder you try to fit those pieces into the gaps, the outcome would still be the same. If someone doesn't want you in their life anymore, accept it and then let it go. Like they said, holding onto someone who doesnt feel the same way would be like hugging a cactus. The tighter you hold, the more painful it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3153285809323483057?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3153285809323483057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3153285809323483057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3153285809323483057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3153285809323483057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-part-of-life.html' title='Just a part of life'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2682869510219436256</id><published>2011-10-22T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T07:22:07.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish this poem was pixie dust - Nicholas Gordon</title><content type='html'>We lust for what we cannot have,&lt;br /&gt;A long, unbroken chain&lt;br /&gt;Of lovers who remain unloved&lt;br /&gt;And loved who love in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm near mad with wanting you&lt;br /&gt;As trees must have the sun,&lt;br /&gt;You cannot help but find a love&lt;br /&gt;Who loves another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2682869510219436256?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2682869510219436256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2682869510219436256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2682869510219436256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2682869510219436256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wish-this-poem-was-pixie-dust.html' title='I wish this poem was pixie dust - Nicholas Gordon'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-826000926710407347</id><published>2011-10-16T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:59:25.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The higher you climb, the harder you fall</title><content type='html'>I've built walls so high that only few can climb&lt;br /&gt;These walls of illusion will make you think you're all the way through&lt;br /&gt;But you're not. You're most certainly not.&lt;br /&gt;Those who dare scale these walls time after time will surely learn their lesson soon&lt;br /&gt;That the higher you climb, the harder you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have my demons too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-826000926710407347?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/826000926710407347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=826000926710407347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/826000926710407347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/826000926710407347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/10/higher-you-climb-harder-you-fall.html' title='The higher you climb, the harder you fall'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2751177792476801611</id><published>2011-10-16T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:52:48.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i cant understand why some people are so materialistic. Isnt it sad when clothes and shoes and make up make people happy? Sure, sometimes buying nice clothes can make me happy..for maybe a grand total of 10 seconds. Does it really matter if we cant buy nice things all the time? Because at the end the day, things are just that..things. And all things are temporal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2751177792476801611?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2751177792476801611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2751177792476801611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2751177792476801611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2751177792476801611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-953955344371294641</id><published>2011-09-25T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T04:43:08.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On a side note, what's a blogwalker?&lt;br /&gt;Do blogs walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-953955344371294641?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/953955344371294641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=953955344371294641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/953955344371294641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/953955344371294641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-side-note-whats-blogwalker-do-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3982476993002649224</id><published>2011-09-25T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T04:41:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in eons so i haven't got to deleting all the spam tags. After so many months, i thought the spamming would lessen...but obviously that's not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll remove those tags soon. I promise. After A's of course.&lt;br /&gt;Life as a JC2 kid resumes tomorrow );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dont think i have anymore readers. But it's pretty cool to be blogging to myself heehe C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3982476993002649224?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3982476993002649224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3982476993002649224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3982476993002649224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3982476993002649224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/09/hi-i-havent-blogged-in-eons-so-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1789204029571339883</id><published>2011-08-13T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T22:58:22.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't agree more</title><content type='html'>&lt;dir&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be it Thailand's Reds vs the Yellows, or the Taiwan's 2004 Presidential election, MIC vs the police in KL, or even the latest Bersih 2.0 incident, they are ONLY protestors, who in the name of justice or judicial/ political equality, stood in streets marching together, shouting slogans and carrying banners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London riots IS a case of human minds went crazy, or berserk, and actions went out of control. Its a case of people, without any sense of reason and/ or logic, going round the town and committing crimes blatantly, without any sensical beliefs and principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former type is an organised, well-communicated gathering - they pass messages to each other, decided on a day, prepare themselves beforehand with whatever they have, and march onto the streets. When police stepped in to interfere, they either got themselves stronger together, which resulted in the mass arrests, or dispersed and went into their own respective hiding holes. Would they even think of going to their neighbourhood stores and start a rampage, or began burning cars and homes which they don't even know who the owners are? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other type is totally out of control - no messages needed, no communication necessary. Once they see the city is down in its security, one fella started the act and the rest, seeing that no police is around to apprehend, began the whirlpool of outright looting and arsoning. Along the way, the moment they met any human hindrance or interference, they are determined to run them down. And thus came the physical abuse which ranged from body hurt to killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a case of minds gone wrong and souls gone missing. While many unrests were recorded in the 80s and 90s, where the triggering points mainly being political and social, incident like the Jakarta riots in May 1998 which had the locals raping Chinese women was a sound reminder that sometimes when human minds and spirits gone wrong, it would be a case of 'free for all', all in the name of 'wildness' and 'rampant wrath'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with this acute understanding that Nichiren, a 13th-century Buddhist priest, wrote down in his thesis submitted to the Kamarkura Shogun government, that it is only through the propagation of 'correct teaching', which cultivates the correct spirit and mind, that peace and stability of the land can be secured and established. In all senses it is thoroughly true that only when the human minds are functioning in the correct spirit that the lands of which the humans dwell in can be maintained with proper law and order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1789204029571339883?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1789204029571339883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1789204029571339883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1789204029571339883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1789204029571339883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/08/couldnt-agree-more.html' title='Couldn&apos;t agree more'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3138202019753015696</id><published>2011-04-12T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:28:17.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're as good as gone;</title><content type='html'>It's a little tough, that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises, promises. &lt;br /&gt;Don't make them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3138202019753015696?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3138202019753015696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3138202019753015696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3138202019753015696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3138202019753015696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-little-tough-thats-all.html' title='You&apos;re as good as gone;'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5711111396956874078</id><published>2011-03-09T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T06:38:02.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm feeling a little nostalgic and hearing about Fandi Ahmad and his new book brought back a truckload of memories from my childhood days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember soccer used to be such a huge part of my life when i was really young. I remember going to S-league matches with my brothers and dad and screaming our lungs out and blowing whistles etc. I recall those days where we'd be so psyched up for a match between Woodlands and Geylang. And how we'd all support geylang cos fandi ahmad was playing for them then and well, he was like this legend to us kids back then. Some untouchable hero. And we'd boo at woodlands cos their club was usually filled with bad ang mohs! (in the eyes of a kid anyway). And how my family would wave the large Geylang flag and i'd gloat (mentally) cos no one within close proximity would have a geylang flag like we did. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Or the nights when we'd wait outside tampines stadium wishing desperately to get a ticket to watch Tampines Rovers play cos mum wouldn't buy tickets for us. We ended up just queing to get in and were denied entry anyway. I remember how devestated we were each time we were denied entry (yes, we kept queing and queing again! Kids. Don't judge.). We'd end up watching through the Gate bars like the small pathetic soccer-crazed kids we were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember (not so clearly) those times when things seemed so simple. How our world revolved around soccer matches, pokemon cards, tamiya cars and Digimon &amp;amp; Pokemon shirts (yup, i used to wear ONLY digimon and pokemon shirts. Omg dont tell anyone okay! hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good times, good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5711111396956874078?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5711111396956874078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5711111396956874078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5711111396956874078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5711111396956874078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-then.html' title='Back then...'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-171537121260883027</id><published>2011-03-04T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T05:02:49.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_nKiHuFjm8/TXDitGQTFkI/AAAAAAAABTA/6YYyw58azB8/s1600/promised%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580209202713007682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_nKiHuFjm8/TXDitGQTFkI/AAAAAAAABTA/6YYyw58azB8/s320/promised%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Yes, I most certainly would :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(if you're as cute as this guy hahah ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-171537121260883027?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/171537121260883027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=171537121260883027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/171537121260883027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/171537121260883027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-i-most-certainly-would-d-if-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_nKiHuFjm8/TXDitGQTFkI/AAAAAAAABTA/6YYyw58azB8/s72-c/promised%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3540760672164272549</id><published>2011-03-03T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T07:04:28.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Applying what you study to real life</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;An economist’s approach: Life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;In life, as in markets, we face the economic problem; the problems posed by allocating scarce resources to infinite wants. For example, the desire for power and money.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You will find, if you have not already, that the resources of money and power are scarce and the want for them, prevalent amongst many, is infinite meaning that they forever cost those who seek them dearly. Seeking to fill the demand for power or money is impossible, those who seek them often want more and there is only a certain amount out there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, there exist goods that by consuming we do not diminish the supply of and cost us nothing to consume if we but desire them; public goods. Two good examples of this are love and happiness. Love -at least the kind to which I refer- cannot be charged for and in consuming love you do not exclude others from consuming it. Similar things can be said for being happy. In fact, in being happy you can make other people happy, which is what’s known as a ‘Multiplier effect’.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As an economist, the best advice I can offer in leading your life is to love and be happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Heeh, so cute :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3540760672164272549?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3540760672164272549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3540760672164272549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3540760672164272549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3540760672164272549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/03/applying-what-you-study-to-real-life.html' title='Applying what you study to real life'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1028139121614618706</id><published>2011-02-25T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T04:31:05.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this is an overdue apology but well..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sincerely sorry if i've hurt you and caused you pain in the past. Please know that i never meant any of it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i was too blind to see how my actions were affecting you and just how selfish i was being.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i can understand why you chose to stop being friends with me. i would have done the same if i were in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1028139121614618706?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1028139121614618706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1028139121614618706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1028139121614618706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1028139121614618706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-this-is-overdue-apology-but-well.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2780211432812375182</id><published>2011-02-19T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T07:18:34.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daily dosage of MLIA :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Funny and adorable MLIAs :) totally rofl-worthy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Today, I met my dad who had been drafted to the army for 15 years, so I barely remember him. How did I meet him? By him turning up at my house in a full out Darth Vader costume going "I am your father." I think we're going to hit it off just fine. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The other day I saw a girl that I don't like very much. She was wearing a horrible shirt so I casually walked by and said to my friends very loudly "Wow nice shirt." I then looked over at her and she started laughing. I didn't understand this until I looked down and saw I was wearing the exact same shirt. MLIA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Just now my 9 year old brother who I had just sent to bed came downstairs with teary eyes saying a monster was roaring outside. I told him it was only the top secret government dinosaurs having a race, he nodded very seriously and went back to bed. His MLIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today, I got a compliment on my make up from an elderly woman. She was so adorable I didn't have the heart to tell her that I wasn't wearing any. MLIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A few days ago I was in a clothing store and I bumped into someone very hard and we both fell to the ground. When we had both gotten to our feet I apologized to him. It took me twenty seconds to realized I had just walked into a mirror. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last one's hilarious! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2780211432812375182?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2780211432812375182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2780211432812375182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2780211432812375182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2780211432812375182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/daily-dosage-of-mlia.html' title='daily dosage of MLIA :)'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2458264870784994294</id><published>2011-02-19T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T07:11:32.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzPfl_y781g/TV_dBDgvhiI/AAAAAAAABS4/4qj8negbo5w/s1600/i%2Bhate_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575417873900209698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzPfl_y781g/TV_dBDgvhiI/AAAAAAAABS4/4qj8negbo5w/s400/i%2Bhate_2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found this! hahaha, I hate having a round face ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i can't access google US. Whyy): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2458264870784994294?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2458264870784994294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2458264870784994294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2458264870784994294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2458264870784994294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/found-this-hahaha-i-hate-having-round.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzPfl_y781g/TV_dBDgvhiI/AAAAAAAABS4/4qj8negbo5w/s72-c/i%2Bhate_2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6966244612172825433</id><published>2011-02-14T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T02:01:14.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking about what a friend said to me today.&lt;br /&gt;After this year, i won't have a chance anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So i should seize the day, carpe diem and all that.&lt;br /&gt;but why does it seem so hard? so daunting?&lt;br /&gt;The very idea of it scares me to bits.&lt;br /&gt;How about actually carrying it out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6966244612172825433?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6966244612172825433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6966244612172825433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6966244612172825433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6966244612172825433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/thinking-about-what-friend-said-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7710062582969835491</id><published>2011-02-12T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T07:01:56.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still trying to feel comfortable in my own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be so bothered about what others think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know what's right, and i should be proud I chose to do it and that i'm sticking to my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our stay in this world is short and temporary. We've been given brains to think, to be able to think for ourselves and not be influenced by others around us. I admit, it's much easier said than done and I too, am guilty on several counts. Alas, it's whether we choose to correct our mistakes or continue making it that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay my posts have been really vague as of late :) i find it much easier to express myself without having the whole internet really know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7710062582969835491?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7710062582969835491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7710062582969835491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7710062582969835491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7710062582969835491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-still-trying-to-feel-comfortable-in.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3480338806906577820</id><published>2011-02-11T06:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T06:34:48.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for wishing):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3480338806906577820?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3480338806906577820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3480338806906577820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3480338806906577820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3480338806906577820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-much-for-wishing.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5115421334836323937</id><published>2011-02-09T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:58:59.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Man can never be a woman's equal in the spirit of selfless service with which nature has endowed her."  - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/quotes/quotes/m/mohandasga160819.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mohandas Gandhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;So true, the beauty of women. Especially mothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And and my new favourite quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We are formed and molded by our thoughts. Those whose minds are shaped by selfless thoughts give joy when they speak or act. Joy follows them like a shadow that never leaves them.&lt;/span&gt; " - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/quotes/quotes/b/buddha133801.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;This quote is too beautiful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5115421334836323937?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5115421334836323937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5115421334836323937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5115421334836323937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5115421334836323937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/man-can-never-be-womans-equal-in-spirit.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1401725755845205113</id><published>2011-02-09T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:53:54.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selflessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My aim in life: to be selfless. Sacrificing your own happiness so that those around you can be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sometimes i forget this, i become so self-absorbed and selfish. I need to remind myself more often i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's okay if the people most important to you dont think you're as important to them. Just be glad that there are important people in his/her life in the first place.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's okay if the people you love don't love you back, it's okay if you give so much more than what others give you. It's okay, it'll all be okay. Afterall, selflessness is the key to self-fulfilment and satisfaction. What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment.&lt;/strong&gt; " - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/quotes/quotes/t/tonyrobbin147769.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tony Robbins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1401725755845205113?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1401725755845205113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1401725755845205113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1401725755845205113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1401725755845205113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/selflessness.html' title='Selflessness'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2103272525666659150</id><published>2011-02-06T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:46:18.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who wants to be my 800th friend on FB?&lt;br /&gt;Heeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and arghh i can't find my nball shirt):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2103272525666659150?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2103272525666659150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2103272525666659150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2103272525666659150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2103272525666659150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-wants-to-be-my-800th-friend-on-fb.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8220232895832016490</id><published>2011-02-05T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:29:25.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing a dobby right now. Yknow, banging my head repeatedly with the lamp and then against the wall. haha kidding, not literally cos that'd hurt. But i feel like doing it cos i cant believe what just happened. Someone shoot me in the foot or smtg pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had no sense of shame so then i won't be feeling this paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8220232895832016490?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8220232895832016490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8220232895832016490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8220232895832016490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8220232895832016490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-doing-dobby-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5645687826306037948</id><published>2011-02-05T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:49:28.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The issue of assimiliation has me thinking and questioning all around me. Is there any merit or truth in what he's saying? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much more on the issue at hand, not online anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5645687826306037948?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5645687826306037948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5645687826306037948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5645687826306037948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5645687826306037948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/issue-of-assimiliation-has-me-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4315322497993211913</id><published>2011-02-05T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:45:52.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner :)</title><content type='html'>My MSN's spoiled, so i can't chat online anymore ): and i kinda dont know how to fix it! &lt;p&gt;the long weekend hasn't been very productive, but it's proven to be a good rest fr me to recover from orientation and what not. Orientation was really fun, except the real fun only kicked in from 2nd day onwards (in my opinion). Regardless, being and ogl was blardy awesum :D :D and i don't regret my decision at all. CNY celeb day was awesum as well :D the half hour we spammed 1,000 water bombs when the school was empty was simply magical. All the laughter and screams :) I think i've fallen in love with CGEB even more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went home and had our own version of 'reunion dinner'. Photos below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570214750539532946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gzaiMypI/AAAAAAAABSw/3Tt8XH82yqk/s320/P1000756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bro digging in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gzKfF8YI/AAAAAAAABSo/xMu18AvfxcI/s1600/P1000753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570214746231533954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gzKfF8YI/AAAAAAAABSo/xMu18AvfxcI/s320/P1000753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dad and bro posing :) they're really chinese looking! i'm the only malay-looking person in my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gy77lO8I/AAAAAAAABSg/5_DuzDT2fm0/s1600/P1000751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570214742324493250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gy77lO8I/AAAAAAAABSg/5_DuzDT2fm0/s320/P1000751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our tom yam soup before steamboat-ing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cPZ02ZbI/AAAAAAAABSY/TLecILKnbMA/s1600/P1000750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570209733827519922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cPZ02ZbI/AAAAAAAABSY/TLecILKnbMA/s320/P1000750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mee! and vege (ew) plus tofu and eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cPK6rFBI/AAAAAAAABSQ/UyEp4Q6TDMw/s1600/P1000749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570209729825412114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cPK6rFBI/AAAAAAAABSQ/UyEp4Q6TDMw/s320/P1000749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishballs, fish cakes, crabstick, prawns, squid and meatttt (my fav!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cOkS27GI/AAAAAAAABSI/RQDES0LIsVY/s1600/P1000748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570209719457868898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cOkS27GI/AAAAAAAABSI/RQDES0LIsVY/s320/P1000748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All still raw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cOYX0OFI/AAAAAAAABSA/zix6L-zF7lY/s1600/P1000747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570209716257437778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1cOYX0OFI/AAAAAAAABSA/zix6L-zF7lY/s320/P1000747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada! dinner was yummy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4315322497993211913?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4315322497993211913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4315322497993211913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4315322497993211913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4315322497993211913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/reunion-dinner.html' title='Reunion Dinner :)'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TU1gzaiMypI/AAAAAAAABSw/3Tt8XH82yqk/s72-c/P1000756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-858693902999737829</id><published>2011-02-05T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T05:44:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i finally pluck up the courage...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-858693902999737829?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/858693902999737829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=858693902999737829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/858693902999737829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/858693902999737829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-i-finally-pluck-up-courage.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7574192991174899884</id><published>2011-01-05T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T06:11:46.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;"Some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;64 percent&lt;/span&gt; of students at National University of Singapore (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;NUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;) are surveyed to have sex more than once a week."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Total shocker when I read the above. Gosh, what is happening to our society? I'm really quite afraid for our generation. Hopefully the statistics aren't accurate.. To think that these students are supposed to be the leaders of our generation, the cream de la cream? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;'None, a self-employed tutor emphasised: “It is a cry for help from the despondent. Ours is a stressful place.”'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:verdana;" lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:trebuchet ms;" lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;Are Singaporeans finally breaking down social conformity? I blame the media and societal propaganda. And maybe the parents of today too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:trebuchet ms;" lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:trebuchet ms;" lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Times New Roman;" lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;http://sg.yfittopostblog.com/2011/01/03/to-the-new-singapore/&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7574192991174899884?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7574192991174899884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7574192991174899884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7574192991174899884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7574192991174899884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-64-percent-of-students-at-national.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7035384043480208550</id><published>2010-12-31T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T06:51:28.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Okay i''m lazy to write a proper new year post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it tomorrow hopefully ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7035384043480208550?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7035384043480208550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7035384043480208550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7035384043480208550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7035384043480208550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6326335662970234952</id><published>2010-12-25T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:54:38.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Visits Tagboards?</title><content type='html'>wow, santa just visited my tagboard =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha gone were the days where santa would squeeze himself thru countless chimneys and eat the cookies and milk you've laid for him. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa's now super IT-savvy! Visit people at their blogs :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6326335662970234952?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6326335662970234952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6326335662970234952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6326335662970234952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6326335662970234952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-visits-tagboards.html' title='Santa Visits Tagboards?'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4615961445291339353</id><published>2010-12-22T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:47:27.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TRI5ijQ3y9I/AAAAAAAABRg/3KwzqYQAiuM/s1600/tumblr_lajcgnH77g1qbpwzeo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553564556245584850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TRI5ijQ3y9I/AAAAAAAABRg/3KwzqYQAiuM/s320/tumblr_lajcgnH77g1qbpwzeo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TRI5Z3tHcSI/AAAAAAAABRY/Cu3nqJfg57c/s1600/tumblr_lah670fpH71qbpwzeo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4615961445291339353?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4615961445291339353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4615961445291339353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4615961445291339353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4615961445291339353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/haha-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TRI5ijQ3y9I/AAAAAAAABRg/3KwzqYQAiuM/s72-c/tumblr_lajcgnH77g1qbpwzeo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2142730095236007576</id><published>2010-12-22T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T01:19:10.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Many of us don't believe in love because of an assortment of reasons. Maybe you've had your heart trampled on before. Maybe you just haven't met that special someone yet. Maybe you don't relish the idea of &lt;i&gt;happily ever after&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or maybe, just maybe, we have the impression that it's something so far away, something so high up in the alpine heavens, so heroically deep into the labyrinth of an ether, waiting for us to stumble upon it at the other side of the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the heavens aren't so far away after all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love is that sparkle in his eye, love is that smattering of smiles that he shows you even when he's tired. Love is the little things that he does that makes your heart stop just for that split second. Love is the turning of the key in the door when he's finally returned home after a long, hard day of work. Love is when he draws down the curtains every single morning when you're still sleeping because he doesn't want the sun to get in your eyes. There's no other feeling like it in the world, no feeling like this that cossets you, cares for you-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love is on the other side of the bed with you, brushing his teeth with you, eating together with you, arguing with you, frustrating and laughing and disappointing and pleasing and kissing and touching and smiling at you &lt;b&gt;allatthesametime-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love can be the sweetest bliss you feel whenever you two kiss each other all over, but yet, love is the heartache you feel, this painful, grinding screech at the core of your chest whenever the both of you have a fight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Because after all these years, all that was important, all that was meaningful was what was in your &lt;i&gt;heart&lt;/i&gt;. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't help but love the utter sweetness of what's written above :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2142730095236007576?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2142730095236007576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2142730095236007576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2142730095236007576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2142730095236007576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3548756909119184691</id><published>2010-12-20T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T06:15:08.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH!</title><content type='html'>Okay the 'I had sex' song by akon is plain disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother has been blasting that song over and over again, and singing it at the top of his voice for the past half and hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone shoot me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3548756909119184691?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3548756909119184691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3548756909119184691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3548756909119184691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3548756909119184691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/wth.html' title='WTH!'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8091356422604586790</id><published>2010-12-15T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T06:19:26.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQjNy5EjRqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/NTeBvo1gxb0/s1600/shark%2Bfins.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550912814931199650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQjNy5EjRqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/NTeBvo1gxb0/s320/shark%2Bfins.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 7.5pt 0in 0pt" class="NormalWeb1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Helvetica; COLOR: #969696; mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;Hundreds of newly unloaded shark fins drying in a public street, Hong Kong. According to the IUCN Red List of Threatened Species, 74 shark species are listed as at high risk of extinction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt; MARGIN: 7.5pt 0in 0pt" class="NormalWeb1" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Helvetica; COLOR: #969696; mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gosh, so terrible ): dam all those shark fin-eating people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQjNn_3-27I/AAAAAAAABRI/zATrI8AnosQ/s1600/naked%2Bcity.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550912627778968498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQjNn_3-27I/AAAAAAAABRI/zATrI8AnosQ/s320/naked%2Bcity.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok this picture is so amusing! See if you can spot something out of the norm, look closely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8091356422604586790?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8091356422604586790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8091356422604586790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8091356422604586790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8091356422604586790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/hundreds-of-newly-unloaded-shark-fins.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQjNy5EjRqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/NTeBvo1gxb0/s72-c/shark%2Bfins.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4421448176618886432</id><published>2010-12-12T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T06:17:41.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just watched ryan higa's 'Agent of Secret Stuff (ASS)' on youtube. Omg it's super funny, go watch if you have not!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4421448176618886432?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4421448176618886432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4421448176618886432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4421448176618886432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4421448176618886432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-watched-ryan-higas-agent-of-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1788435360765354992</id><published>2010-12-11T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T09:48:21.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQO5SgOFfeI/AAAAAAAABRA/mwzQFTHgM7w/s1600/techno%2Bsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549482893388381666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQO5SgOFfeI/AAAAAAAABRA/mwzQFTHgM7w/s400/techno%2Bsong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQO5MPTobgI/AAAAAAAABQ4/BHp7quP4lY4/s1600/techno%2Bsong.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;totally ROFL-ed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1788435360765354992?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1788435360765354992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1788435360765354992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1788435360765354992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1788435360765354992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/totally-rofl-ed-d.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQO5SgOFfeI/AAAAAAAABRA/mwzQFTHgM7w/s72-c/techno%2Bsong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-629474768835797006</id><published>2010-12-11T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T08:39:20.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried changing my blog pic, but the size's abit off. I dont know how to resize it):&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows how? help me if you do! I'm quite pathetic at these sort of things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-629474768835797006?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/629474768835797006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=629474768835797006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/629474768835797006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/629474768835797006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-tried-changing-my-blog-pic-but-sizes.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-9143327333454712716</id><published>2010-12-11T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T07:36:17.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David wearing the baju kurung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQNF7UrLsOI/AAAAAAAABQY/Lx-N9ajp3_0/s1600/david%2Bin%2Bbaju%2Bkurung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549356051315011810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQNF7UrLsOI/AAAAAAAABQY/Lx-N9ajp3_0/s400/david%2Bin%2Bbaju%2Bkurung.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Omg so adorable right! but the kain samping a little too long hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below's a video of david wearing the kain samping :D (fyi it's the outer cloth that accompanies the baju kurung for males)&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CVy-19PN-fA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CVy-19PN-fA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below is a vid of david eating a spicy malay dish 'Lemak Chilli Padi'. He's really not bad, considering i'm a malay and can't really handle large doses of chilli padi. AND I'M JEALOUS OF THE GIRL FEEDING HIM! hahahaha, kidding only :) well, maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPajNgajhBk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPajNgajhBk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;On a slightly different note, i went to kinokuniya at bugis to search for David's autobiography (titled 'Chords of Strength'). And well, my search was fruitless cos they didn't sell it there. They had a lot of other autobiographies ranging from Nicole ritchie, justin bieber even... to Ricky Martin. Arghhh. I mean, who in their right mind living in 2010 would buy ricky martin's autobiography?! Ok yea maybe his hardcore fans and well, himself (since he sounds really self-absorbed, refer to his book's title below). But besides the obvious, i don't think anyone would wanna buy ricky martin's autobiography (titled 'I Am Me' btw, like helloo, captain obvious). Hence, i insist they should take ricky martin's autobiography off the shelves and replace it with David's! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;p.s. I didn't mean to offend any ricky martin fans reading this, just a lil frustrated with the outcome of my search heh ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-9143327333454712716?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/9143327333454712716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=9143327333454712716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/9143327333454712716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/9143327333454712716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/david-wearing-baju-kurung.html' title='David wearing the baju kurung!'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQNF7UrLsOI/AAAAAAAABQY/Lx-N9ajp3_0/s72-c/david%2Bin%2Bbaju%2Bkurung.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5878665716582405805</id><published>2010-12-11T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:37:13.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to really like glee, but season 2's kinda sarky (for me anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5878665716582405805?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5878665716582405805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5878665716582405805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5878665716582405805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5878665716582405805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-used-to-really-like-glee-but-season.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1023206762476326435</id><published>2010-12-10T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:34:23.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQJkaYkgCtI/AAAAAAAABQQ/F7ojGYef2NI/s1600/dream%2Briver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549108095308794578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQJkaYkgCtI/AAAAAAAABQQ/F7ojGYef2NI/s320/dream%2Briver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So gorgeous :) someone take me there now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1023206762476326435?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1023206762476326435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1023206762476326435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1023206762476326435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1023206762476326435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-gorgeous-someone-take-me-there-now.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TQJkaYkgCtI/AAAAAAAABQQ/F7ojGYef2NI/s72-c/dream%2Briver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-663899298644268313</id><published>2010-12-10T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:09:34.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Less than a month till i turn 18. Gosh, i sound kinda old&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i should be grateful, if i'll even reach that age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-663899298644268313?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/663899298644268313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=663899298644268313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/663899298644268313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/663899298644268313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/less-than-month-till-i-turn-18.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4960751904582408595</id><published>2010-12-10T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:06:52.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;A person who welds his sword dies by his sword;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4960751904582408595?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4960751904582408595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4960751904582408595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4960751904582408595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4960751904582408595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/person-who-welds-his-sword-die-by-his.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3015872717984698276</id><published>2010-12-06T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:37:19.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TP2r49JwSfI/AAAAAAAABQI/iCC4MLX5SS4/s1600/wizard%2Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547779310966819314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TP2r49JwSfI/AAAAAAAABQI/iCC4MLX5SS4/s320/wizard%2Bcat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3015872717984698276?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3015872717984698276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3015872717984698276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3015872717984698276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3015872717984698276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TP2r49JwSfI/AAAAAAAABQI/iCC4MLX5SS4/s72-c/wizard%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5801221475837153451</id><published>2010-12-02T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T07:12:41.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's an aweful feeling, wanting something to return to how it used to be but knowing deep down nothing you do or say is gonna change anything. It's called hopeless wishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you wonder where you went wrong to make things the way they are, and if it's even your fault in the first place. Was it something you said, something you did or something you didn't do?&lt;br /&gt;Were you clinging on too tightly or not tightly enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions and more questions plague your mind and plant a seed called doubt till it grows into this large tree of uncertainty that blocks out any light of self-belief from reaching the grounds and depths of your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5801221475837153451?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5801221475837153451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5801221475837153451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5801221475837153451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5801221475837153451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-aweful-feeling-wanting-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2069769173158951141</id><published>2010-12-01T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T05:10:30.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From LoveGivesMeHope (LGMH)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few weeks ago the guy I like told me I was gorgeous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said "Thanks," and faked a smile. He saw right through it and said, "I'll tell you every day if it makes you believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when you do believe it, I'll still say it because I'll always think you're beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me every day. I believe it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Omg awwwwwh :) Find me someone like this and i'll give you half my lifetime's worth of savings (not that i have a lot anyway..but that's not the point)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;and....&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went to Tanzania for 3 weeks during which time I couldn't talk to my boyfriend at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I finally got back home after almost 20 hours of travelling, it was 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collapsed exhausted to my room to find he had stuck 300 origami hearts, all hand folded, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;around the walls of my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His LGMH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;So sweet! yea, super cheesy and corny but hey, i'm a hopeless romantic like that :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2069769173158951141?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2069769173158951141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2069769173158951141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2069769173158951141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2069769173158951141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/from-lovegivesmehope-lgmh.html' title='From LoveGivesMeHope (LGMH)'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8344040566338370323</id><published>2010-12-01T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T04:17:51.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, OGL camp was okay i guess. Made some new friends :) I seriously hope that orientation will be 10 times the fun of this camp tho cos it'd be a shame to not live up to the undescribable awesomeness of last year's orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training today, and i nearly died. Super tiring! hahah but the soccer guys were having a friendly match with some ang moh schools with really cute angmohs heeh. I think i'm finally getting a hang of defending, but i still prefer attacking. Hmmm..can't wait for friendly against TPJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home and then to bugis for lunch with fatimah :) we laughed so much my stomach ached so badly. We were doing so many crazy shots for her camera. And we went into a pet store and looked at the terapins. Did you know terapins will follow you even without you wagging a finger in their faces.(just walk from one end of their tank to the the other end) So we were trying to confuse the terapins hahahah. Ok so bad, sounds like animal abuse. Anyway so yea, had so much fun! miss that crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, i've been debating with myself whether i should wear the tudung full-time. It's a muslim head dress for those who're unaware. And i've decided that i shouldn't care so much about what people think, instead I should be caring more of what god thinks of me. And well, we ought to respect choices other people make for themselves. I hope all goes well though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm so black and tanned now i don't think you guys can recognise me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting C tomorrow after decades :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8344040566338370323?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8344040566338370323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8344040566338370323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8344040566338370323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8344040566338370323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-ogl-camp-was-okay-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-840151041295142787</id><published>2010-11-30T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T06:35:18.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From MLIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;1. today, i hid in a cupboard at Ikea. Everytime someone opened the cupboard to look at it, i said "welcome to Narnia" the looks on some peoples faces was priceless. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg ROFL haha! i totally cracked up at this one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Today, I learned that in The Lion King, someone was employed just to do Simba's roars. I am both amazed and extremely jealous that someone gets to roar for a living. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. today, i was trying to open my garage door with my new remote so that I could park my car inside. I kept clicking the "open" button, but it wouldn't open. I turned my head to see if any of my other neighbours were having this problem, or if it was just me, while I continued clicking my remote. Then, 3 houses down, I noticed a garage door opening and closing. Turns out THAT was my house. :) MLIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. Today, we were praying in church, and I happened to sneeze and every single person said "bless you" and continued on with the prayer. MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-840151041295142787?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/840151041295142787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=840151041295142787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/840151041295142787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/840151041295142787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-mlia.html' title='From MLIA'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8351292639168919762</id><published>2010-11-25T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T06:17:58.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i sound quite pathetic in my posts as of late so i'll try and sound happier :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well today was sorta sad, tried milking it for all it's worth though..&lt;br /&gt;Yknow that washed-out feeling in your chest, it's not pain, not hurt...something altogether.&lt;br /&gt;Like wishing really hard for something that you know most probably will not happen only for it to be confirmed later on, and cursing yourself for even wishing it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off to OGL CAMP :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back on sun night.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll be fun, since i don't know a single soul in my group!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8351292639168919762?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8351292639168919762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8351292639168919762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8351292639168919762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8351292639168919762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-think-i-sound-quite-pathetic-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6482633291081384423</id><published>2010-11-22T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:36:54.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; COLOR: #333333"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;And suddenly i'm annoying you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it isn't what i thought it would be. So much for hoping and wishing.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could knock some tact into you. Don't you realise how your words hurt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you talk to me, i'm supposed to be all happy hunky dory?&lt;br /&gt;And when i talk to you, you're allowed to give me sheet? Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello Mr. Disappointment, my very good friend.&lt;br /&gt;Nice to meet you again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6482633291081384423?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6482633291081384423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6482633291081384423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6482633291081384423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6482633291081384423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-suddenly-im-annoying-you-maybe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2099518933984115359</id><published>2010-11-21T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T07:28:57.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spammers, leave my tagboard alone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna buy this :D I hope they sell it in spore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542025027637870658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TOk6ZlSuAEI/AAAAAAAABQA/b7hR-ItKELo/s320/david_book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2099518933984115359?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2099518933984115359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2099518933984115359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2099518933984115359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2099518933984115359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/spammers-leave-my-tagboard-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TOk6ZlSuAEI/AAAAAAAABQA/b7hR-ItKELo/s72-c/david_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7332142027182426601</id><published>2010-11-18T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T06:41:10.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COME MJC OPEN HOUSE :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKYVmFbRGJ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UKYVmFbRGJ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch watch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To any juniors reading this, come for MJ's open house 12th Jan next year! There'll be flash mob dances and other cool things! Pss look out for college's deco cos yours truly is in-charge HAHA xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm really glad to be a part of publicity comm, just look at the vid! So cool :) good job guys! 2 more months and woohooo it'll be over!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Double click to see full size at youtube. it's kinda cut-off here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7332142027182426601?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7332142027182426601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7332142027182426601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7332142027182426601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7332142027182426601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-mjc-open-house-d.html' title='COME MJC OPEN HOUSE :D'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7058045961566133328</id><published>2010-11-14T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T04:36:53.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; (or what you think is love) makes you do stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stupid stupid stoopid stoooopid stoopid things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I emphasised the 'stupid' enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i thank god cos i've never been in love before.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, some may say i'm being too cold-hearted or i'm missing out or smtg. That being in love is the most wonderful feeling in the world. And maybe it is, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that i've had a taste of pain. And I couldn't deal with that well. And i'm nowhere near prepared to feel that again. Seeing friends deal with heartbreak of various degrees countless times makes me wish i'll fall in love once and only once. And that would be it. Capiche&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Yup, i'm an idealist, a dreamer, sue me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND HAWA WHY YOU PRIVATE YOUR BLOGGGG)))):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7058045961566133328?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7058045961566133328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7058045961566133328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7058045961566133328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7058045961566133328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-or-what-you-think-is-love-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2146281222725646687</id><published>2010-11-14T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T04:25:33.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband's in town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TN_TZ2Red_I/AAAAAAAABP4/LbsHLYzjPQI/s1600/david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539378507708004338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TN_TZ2Red_I/AAAAAAAABP4/LbsHLYzjPQI/s320/david.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;David's in singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*Hyperventilates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's gna be in Zouk in a few hours. Not that im gna go to zouk, dont wry!&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but i'm gonna &lt;s&gt;be reunited with him &lt;/s&gt;meet him tomorrow :D YAY&lt;br /&gt;(if all goes well that is)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2146281222725646687?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2146281222725646687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2146281222725646687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2146281222725646687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2146281222725646687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/husbands-in-town.html' title='Husband&apos;s in town!'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TN_TZ2Red_I/AAAAAAAABP4/LbsHLYzjPQI/s72-c/david.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3479419999597347974</id><published>2010-11-13T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:47:23.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think i'm a tad weird for a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For prom, apparently girls mind having someone else with the same dress and even more so if it's the same colour as well. But i'm perfectly fine with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But if I were to have a cute car and someone else were to have the same car in the same colour i'd be GRRRRRR ARGHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See, i'm a little weird i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do today O:&lt;br /&gt;where's the rest i so badly need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3479419999597347974?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3479419999597347974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3479419999597347974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3479419999597347974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3479419999597347974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-think-im-tad-weird-for-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-975253457448331217</id><published>2010-11-13T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:42:09.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive and Forget;</title><content type='html'>Ok i think i'll delete the previous post cos well, bitterness doesn't bode well with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you today, and I wonder how I could have been angry with you in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared tho. For so many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evelyn&lt;/strong&gt;: I KNOW RIGHT ^^ We can have matching cars heeh but must be diff colour! so we can still maintain our individuality at the same time :D HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-975253457448331217?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/975253457448331217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=975253457448331217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/975253457448331217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/975253457448331217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok-i-think-ill-delete-previous-post-cos.html' title='Forgive and Forget;'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2234563078483741101</id><published>2010-11-11T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T07:33:32.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNwMgAEhw_I/AAAAAAAABPw/dscpLocBR6c/s1600/Volkswagen-Beetle-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538315385673204722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNwMgAEhw_I/AAAAAAAABPw/dscpLocBR6c/s320/Volkswagen-Beetle-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream car! *Swoons* Except maybe in white or black :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, i don't plan on driving&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/7541768006433573402-2234563078483741101?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2234563078483741101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2234563078483741101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2234563078483741101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2234563078483741101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-dream-car-swoons-except-maybe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNwMgAEhw_I/AAAAAAAABPw/dscpLocBR6c/s72-c/Volkswagen-Beetle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7060469535339455195</id><published>2010-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T10:59:46.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Anyone Who's Loved And Paid A Price</title><content type='html'>Three times in six months is more than I can take.&lt;br /&gt;I build walls that i'm not sure would ever come down.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to trust.&lt;br /&gt;So I run,&lt;br /&gt;where no one can catch me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7060469535339455195?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7060469535339455195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7060469535339455195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7060469535339455195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7060469535339455195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-anyone-whos-loved-and-paid-price.html' title='To Anyone Who&apos;s Loved And Paid A Price'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5937683806778263601</id><published>2010-11-08T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:09:36.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Moments In Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgXrnrJc2I/AAAAAAAABPo/T7T5SS2ImQk/s1600/yellow+roses.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537201780003795810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgXrnrJc2I/AAAAAAAABPo/T7T5SS2ImQk/s320/yellow+roses.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgWlkiwyXI/AAAAAAAABPg/DUVAk02Psk4/s1600/best+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing till your stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;3. Enjoying a ride down the country side.&lt;br /&gt;4. Listening to your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;5. Going to sleep listening to the rain pouring outside.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting out of the shower and wrapping yourself with a warm, fuzzy towel.&lt;br /&gt;7. Passing your final exams with good grades.&lt;br /&gt;8. Being part of an interesting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;9. Finding some money in some old pants.&lt;br /&gt;10. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;11. Sharing a wonderful dinner with all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;12. Laughing without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;13. "Accidentally" hearing someone say somthing good&lt;br /&gt;14. Watching the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;15. Listening to a song that reminds you of an important person in your life.&lt;br /&gt;16. Receiving or giving your first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;17. Feeling this buzz in your body when seeing this "special" someone.&lt;br /&gt;18. Having a great time with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;19. Seeing the one you love happy.&lt;br /&gt;20. Wearing the shirt of a person you love and smelling his/her perfume.&lt;br /&gt;21. Visiting an old friend of yours and remembering great memories.&lt;br /&gt;22. Hearing someone telling you "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;" lang="EN"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;My Add-ons :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;23. Friends throwing you a surprise party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;24. The nervousnes and thrill of saying "I love you" to someone for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;25. The giddiness of hearing that someone return those words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;26. Being told that it's impossible for anyone to hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;27. Hearing your best friend calling you her sister/family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;28.The feeling of serenity when you cry during prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;29. Hearing others in the mosque cry along with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;30. Hugging my mother every evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;32. Hearing Dad say, "Congrats!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#cc0000;"&gt;33. Someone telling you how grateful they are for finally finding someone who truly understands them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;34. Making others laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;35. Being asked out first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;36. Looking at beautiful scenery with your very own eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#cc0000;"&gt;37. Your close friend tell you he/she loves you most after his/her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;38. Being given flowers and the person says "I bought this especially for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#cc0000;"&gt;39. Seeing your parents still madly in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;" lang="EN"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life's great (though it may seem like it sarks sometimes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5937683806778263601?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5937683806778263601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5937683806778263601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5937683806778263601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5937683806778263601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/best-moments-in-life.html' title='The Best Moments In Life'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgXrnrJc2I/AAAAAAAABPo/T7T5SS2ImQk/s72-c/yellow+roses.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4622588799827562588</id><published>2010-11-08T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T06:45:19.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 Stages Of Grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"When we're dying or have suffered a catastrophic loss, we all move through five distinct stages of grief. We go into denial because the loss is so unthinkable we can’t imagine it’s true. We become angry with everyone, angry with survivors, angry with ourselves. Then we bargain. We beg. We plead. We offer everything we have, we offer our souls in exchange for just one more day. When the bargaining has failed and the anger is too hard to maintain, we fall into depression, despair, until finally we have to accept that we’ve done everything we can. We let go. We let go and move into acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone. It isn’t just death we have to grieve. It’s life. It’s loss. It’s change. And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime. That’s how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can’t breathe, that’s how you survive. By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won’t feel this way. It won’t hurt this much. Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way. So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty. The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can’t control it. The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes. And let it go when we can. The very worst part is that the minute you think you’re past it, it starts all over again. And always, every time, it takes your breath away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denial.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bargaining.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depression. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="googqs-tidbitgoogqs-tidbit-1"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acceptance."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: EN-USfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:black;"  &gt;-Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4622588799827562588?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4622588799827562588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4622588799827562588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4622588799827562588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4622588799827562588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/5-stages-of-grief.html' title='The 5 Stages Of Grief'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7663154589898059024</id><published>2010-11-08T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T07:22:33.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Games That Play Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgHXeVBJPI/AAAAAAAABPY/O-VZIVCo3Qc/s1600/b47297525ku0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537183841711629554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgHXeVBJPI/AAAAAAAABPY/O-VZIVCo3Qc/s320/b47297525ku0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some people believe that raven’s guide travelers to their destinations. Others believe that the sight of a solitary raven is considered good luck. While a group of ravens predicts trouble ahead. And a raven right&lt;br /&gt;before battle promises victory.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sit back and observe. You'd realise many things. Sometimes I wish i had the courage to &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tell you that i've been through the same things as you, if not worse. That you're not alone in this, that you don't have to keep hurting this way. Words fail me more than half the time unfortunately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway im dam excited! My husband's coming back to town on monday!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yay, i'll get to touch his hands once more (hopefully heeeheheheh). Maybe this time i'll muster the courage to talk to him. Heh just thinking about this is making my nerves tingle HEHEHEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thursday night was spent watching 3 idiots! Whole of friday was spent reading HP&amp;amp;TDH again. Sigh, the book's really shiok :) hope the movie would be too. Trailer looks good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hahah there's something so NOT scary about the voldermort in the movie! he looks quite innocent (to me anyway) except for the whole no-nose business? And his eyes, they're so big and round!(how is that scary you tell me). And and his voice is soo not frightening at all! Sounds like a failed british accent don't you think? AND HE DOESNT HAVE AN EVIL LAUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aren't villains supposed to cackle? Okay maybe there wasnt any evil laughter mentioned in the book, but sighhhh if only... heh okay i shall stop my nonsense here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;btw, i sooo loved the ending in the last book. But i just realised Molly Weasley called bellatrix a beetch! OMG VULGARITY IN A CHILDREN'S BOOK!!! (they didn't censor!) TSKKK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okay i'll stop now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went fr tuition sat morn (yes, my mum insists that i still attend tuition despite the year-end break approaching). Next, went to town with Alena :D Came home and then accompanied mum to visit her friends for deepavali. Cldnt bite the muruku): and why got no papadam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OP this wed, and Bro enlisting fr NS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TAG REPLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YANHONG&lt;/strong&gt;: Linked! And i had an awesum time with you too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C!:&lt;/strong&gt; HELLO C Omg i miss you ): and thank youuu for the virtual hug why you so sweet! AHAHA awww thank you for the lovely tag it really made my day reading that. Love you, meet soon yea okay (you dont have a choice) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawa&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHA that's what you always say :) and okay sure, we can go shopping aft OP kkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YANHONG&lt;/strong&gt;: yeaaaa, i dont know why my blog kena ambushed by spammers. ): Any idea how to stop it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7663154589898059024?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7663154589898059024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7663154589898059024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7663154589898059024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7663154589898059024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/games-that-play-us.html' title='The Games That Play Us'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TNgHXeVBJPI/AAAAAAAABPY/O-VZIVCo3Qc/s72-c/b47297525ku0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8473892577396274452</id><published>2010-11-04T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:25:48.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally a weekend to wind down :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching the movie 3 idiots!&lt;br /&gt;The movie was absolutely fab. I've never seen a movie which made me laughed and cried so hard. Very touching, go watch if you haven't seen it! its on youtube :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8473892577396274452?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8473892577396274452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8473892577396274452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8473892577396274452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8473892577396274452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-weekend-to-wind-down-d-just.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5217812942148649809</id><published>2010-10-24T06:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T06:36:58.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stomach's acting funny.&lt;br /&gt;Dnkw if im up fr training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies next post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you guys know ne-yo has chinese blood?&lt;br /&gt;Explains his really small eyes and chinese features. Tho it's kinda odd to see a black guy with chinese features. haha&lt;br /&gt;Oh and bruno mars has filipino blood?&lt;br /&gt;Interesting right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i watched 10 episodes of HIMYM today heeeh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to pee-double-eww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5217812942148649809?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5217812942148649809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5217812942148649809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5217812942148649809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5217812942148649809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-stomachs-acting-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5207387848866948039</id><published>2010-10-21T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T08:56:25.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha okay the charizard thing doesnt seem funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?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/6tpl9LtkRRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i love ne-yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And this vid's quite funny :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5207387848866948039?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5207387848866948039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5207387848866948039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5207387848866948039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5207387848866948039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/haha-okay-charizard-thing-doesnt-seem.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6974200729234456105</id><published>2010-10-21T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T06:41:28.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Charizard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TMBCeW46CUI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-d_FH36HTq0/s1600/charizard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530493431718742338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TMBCeW46CUI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-d_FH36HTq0/s320/charizard.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heeh, funny right! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can totally hear kelis voice in my head singing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And im contemplating whether i should post a long overdue post about my hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6974200729234456105?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6974200729234456105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6974200729234456105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6974200729234456105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6974200729234456105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-charizard.html' title='My Charizard'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TMBCeW46CUI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-d_FH36HTq0/s72-c/charizard.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-719439011776734833</id><published>2010-10-21T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T05:31:56.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today i felt...resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when you realise things have changed and you don't know who to blame. So you blame no one, you tell yourself that there's not a thing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i'm a pretty boring person. But i have no clue how to change that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Silence &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about silence that makes people uncomfortable? It's sad when you used to be able to talk about everything under the sun. When you used to feel a bond so undeniably strong, only to watch it fall to pieces years later. When silence should be comforting but it only brings forth unease. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Awkward &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate awkward moments. More like i hate feeling awkward, when i'm unsure what to do, what to say. When i feel so uneasy in my own skin. And i especially dislike being placed in a completely new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're placed among a group of strangers who already know each other really well? When they're having their own private conversations, laughing at inside jokes and you're there sitting awkwardly like a loner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you butt in and join in their conversation? And they'd think "Who does she think she is, butting in our convo like that? " or "Omg she's so extra".&lt;br /&gt;Do you introduce yourself when no one bothers to introduce themselves to you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey, what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;person: "XYZ"&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;*Silence, Me waits for the person to ask my name but person never does*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you just sit there and entertain yourself?&lt;br /&gt;And they'd glance at you discreetly thinking "Why's she so quiet? Weird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, awkward social moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Quiet &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it wrong to be deemed quiet? Is being quiet a crime?&lt;br /&gt;I think being quiet is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;Then so is being loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone's generally loud and always talking, who's there to listen? God made all of us different and I think it's time people accepted and appreciated that. We all have our own talents, no matter how non-descript we may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you ask, "Why's she so quiet?"&lt;br /&gt;As though there's something wrong with her.&lt;br /&gt;Surely she has her reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she has nothing to say, maybe she doesn't know what to say or how.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she just chooses not to.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's hard for her to be something she's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;I've been there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-719439011776734833?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/719439011776734833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=719439011776734833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/719439011776734833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/719439011776734833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-today-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4346178954370280064</id><published>2010-10-21T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T05:09:32.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is all about balance.&lt;br /&gt;Yin &amp;amp; Yang.&lt;br /&gt;Work &amp;amp; play, friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about striking balance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4346178954370280064?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4346178954370280064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4346178954370280064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4346178954370280064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4346178954370280064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-all-about-balance.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-127227574897593857</id><published>2010-10-14T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:05:37.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you take the time to really listen,&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone you meet can give you something incredibly valuable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-127227574897593857?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/127227574897593857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=127227574897593857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/127227574897593857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/127227574897593857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-you-take-time-to-really-listen.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5791125506652095576</id><published>2010-10-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:05:00.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Accept that every couragous decision, especially those which take you closer to some dream, comes with a consequence. There's always a price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be willing to let go of the things that don't matter so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-George Betsis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5791125506652095576?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5791125506652095576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5791125506652095576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5791125506652095576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5791125506652095576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/accept-that-every-couragous-decision.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5637724657355905792</id><published>2010-10-11T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T05:03:39.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pee-Emm-ess in action</title><content type='html'>I'm in need of a hug and i feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5637724657355905792?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5637724657355905792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5637724657355905792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5637724657355905792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5637724657355905792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/pms-in-action.html' title='Pee-Emm-ess in action'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7728945990824358842</id><published>2010-10-11T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T04:43:47.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel crabby):</title><content type='html'>I think the tittle speaks fr itself. I feel tired, exhausted, worn out...and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Promos are over, but i dont feel like blogging D;&lt;br /&gt;And im not too eager to get back my results, cos im quite certain the outcome isnt gna be too pretty.&lt;br /&gt;And my email's being the queen of beetches by sending more than 100 spam messages in one day. )): anyone know how i can stop it? And people seriously think im behind all that? ):&lt;br /&gt;As if being ambushed by stoopid spammers on my tagboard isnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think less and less people understand me as the days go by. Makes me question if i'm changing or if they're changing. Sorry for the cynical tone. Well we can't all be happy always huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7728945990824358842?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7728945990824358842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7728945990824358842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7728945990824358842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7728945990824358842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-feel-crabby.html' title='I feel crabby):'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6145878962518824543</id><published>2010-09-10T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:30:42.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Islamaphobia in the US..is pretty well..sickening.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19.2pt; MARGIN: 7.5pt 0in" class="NormalWeb7"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10.5pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riches called the Islamic center proposal "a slap in the face of the families." &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19.2pt; MARGIN: 7.5pt 0in" class="NormalWeb7"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10.5pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To me, it's a religion of hate," he said of Islam. "There might be some good ones. I don't know them but they haven't stood up and knocked the other ones down. I don't want to go down there on the tenth anniversary of 9/11 and see 2,000 Arabs outside. Maybe they'll start cheering."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19.2pt; MARGIN: 7.5pt 0in" class="NormalWeb7"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 10.5pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's pretty sad how lowly they think of muslims, and it breaks my heart just reading all these hateful comments online. Thank god I live in singapore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6145878962518824543?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6145878962518824543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6145878962518824543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6145878962518824543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6145878962518824543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/islamaphobia-in-us.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7775845842853225176</id><published>2010-09-08T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T08:09:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;“Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ Ambrose Redmoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;~Mary Anne Radmacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep trying keep trying keep trying!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7775845842853225176?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7775845842853225176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7775845842853225176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7775845842853225176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7775845842853225176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/courage.html' title='Courage?'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7289502554119378847</id><published>2010-09-08T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:34:39.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet that person, we'll know how to be grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7289502554119378847?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7289502554119378847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7289502554119378847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7289502554119378847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7289502554119378847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-god-wants-us-to-meet-few-wrong.html' title='Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet that person, we&apos;ll know how to be grateful'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6882998942546664973</id><published>2010-09-06T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:26:43.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Repliess :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YANHONG&lt;/strong&gt;: i dnkw i was feeling a little down and seeing such preeetty pictures made me smile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;AND YES OKAY WE'LL BAKE!! Cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annasexy&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey dear friend :D Thanks fr visiting daily! I think im sexier than you though, sorry.. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miki&lt;/strong&gt;: Awwh, thank you! aren't you sweet? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarasexyHeadphones&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh, your headphones are sexy? Interesting =O Aww thank you fr the compliment. Stoppittt you're making me blush! Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traffic Riches&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay, you're very welcome for using my tagboard fr your own selfish advertisting motives! sheesh dont like you, HMPH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CuteBraceGir&lt;/strong&gt;l: Ty ^^ im a cute braces girl too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello bestie :D you're so going out with me aft promos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nellie&lt;/strong&gt;: HALLO x3 right back atcha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deryn&lt;/strong&gt;: HELLO DEAR LOVE YOU MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;took me quite long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6882998942546664973?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6882998942546664973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6882998942546664973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6882998942546664973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6882998942546664973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/tag-repliess-d.html' title='Tag Repliess :D'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5034161537578961020</id><published>2010-09-06T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:27:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes scanned the landscape and landed on a pair of blue orbs staring back. A malicious smirk appeared on my face as though daring him to continue with his doings. He moved forward, towards the edge of the the steep cliff. My heart skipped a beat or two. I was numbed momentarily as my thoughts were in denial. What if he were to really do what I have feared most? I tried to scream, shout, yell or do &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; to prevent him from it but I immediately refrained. It was as thoguh he was something so fragile that the wrong choice of words might break him. I had to act fast and carefully. I could feel his stare burning holes through my forehead. The moment was so tense that if I were to move a muscle, he would jump down a 40-storey building to his death and I would lose a huge part of me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nur Amirah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sec 1/O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you can see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i wrote that in sec 1! Not too bad right? For a sec 1. Haha, its okay i'll praise myself :) I kinda sound like I had a suicidal and super senstivie ang moh boyfriend. Or maybe just a suicidal and super sensitive act-ang moh boyfriend with blue contacts! And what's with me giving a malicious smirk?? Ok now &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;sound like the whacky one which I assure you, is not true (hahahah okay i know you're giving me that YEAH RIGHT look, whatever that look looks like). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I found this piece of assignment while going thru my stack of rubbish and thought i'd post it for amusement purposes! Anywaaay, im planning to study 7 hours in school tmr! hope that works out cos the past few days have been super unproductive ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5034161537578961020?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5034161537578961020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5034161537578961020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5034161537578961020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5034161537578961020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/tension.html' title='Tension'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6698815454104120864</id><published>2010-09-03T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:29:00.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHm17-sGdI/AAAAAAAABPA/dHzpmzpFaik/s1600/raspberry+muffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512941233186281938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHm17-sGdI/AAAAAAAABPA/dHzpmzpFaik/s320/raspberry+muffin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHm1o5YwRI/AAAAAAAABO4/rJiyjt4zxWI/s1600/homemadeoreos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512941228063768850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHm1o5YwRI/AAAAAAAABO4/rJiyjt4zxWI/s320/homemadeoreos2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmo7-n2TI/AAAAAAAABOw/x1r4UmTSGVo/s1600/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512941009847703858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmo7-n2TI/AAAAAAAABOw/x1r4UmTSGVo/s320/cupcakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmoXh-m_I/AAAAAAAABOo/na8BvUAJPgw/s1600/cake+pops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512941000063884274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmoXh-m_I/AAAAAAAABOo/na8BvUAJPgw/s320/cake+pops.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmn0-swVI/AAAAAAAABOg/mEt74zBUb48/s1600/Blackout_Chocolate_Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512940990789108050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHmn0-swVI/AAAAAAAABOg/mEt74zBUb48/s320/Blackout_Chocolate_Cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHduGv8vlI/AAAAAAAABNw/eKdTYcTIz80/s1600/sago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512931203033644626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHduGv8vlI/AAAAAAAABNw/eKdTYcTIz80/s320/sago.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummmm..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think im gonna continue baking after promos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6698815454104120864?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6698815454104120864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6698815454104120864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6698815454104120864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6698815454104120864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/mhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TIHm17-sGdI/AAAAAAAABPA/dHzpmzpFaik/s72-c/raspberry+muffin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1667017495618542863</id><published>2010-09-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:34:38.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;25 more days to promos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I should have acted a tad cooler just now D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;And going back to cedar was absolute bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I forgot how much i miss the people there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1667017495618542863?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1667017495618542863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1667017495618542863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1667017495618542863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1667017495618542863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/09/25-more-days-to-promos-i-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-3122576146111249591</id><published>2010-08-16T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:27:26.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I really wanna know you</title><content type='html'>The long weekend was refreshing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with yan hong, watched inception which was super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was great too. Talked to mardy and michael aft ages, it was nice catching up!&lt;br /&gt;Take care okay Mar if you see this &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And i talked to deryn :D&lt;br /&gt;Wished bih yau happy birthday but i dont know if i got the right number =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice too :) then again i've always loved mondays. I know i'm weird like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i survive the week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;2 re-tests,&lt;br /&gt;EOM re-written from scratch&lt;br /&gt;Open house deco proposal next draft due soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU AMIRAH YOU CAN DO ITTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's with the YOG opening ceremony? Hahah, strongly reminded me of NDP with the excessive amounts of Singapore flags and song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true, i should try not to:&lt;br /&gt;1. take criticism of work personally&lt;br /&gt;2. build my identity based on other's acceptance&lt;br /&gt;3. escape my problems/issues&lt;br /&gt;4. avoid conflicts when it's more helpful to work them out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....says the quiz we had to take.&lt;br /&gt;Haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-3122576146111249591?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/3122576146111249591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=3122576146111249591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3122576146111249591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/3122576146111249591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-i-really-wanna-know-you.html' title='And I really wanna know you'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5821343348162415933</id><published>2010-08-09T02:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:00:49.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear head of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please stop pounding.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5821343348162415933?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5821343348162415933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5821343348162415933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5821343348162415933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5821343348162415933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-head-of-mine-please-please-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6089791093891501577</id><published>2010-08-09T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:00:03.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even the best can't last sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6089791093891501577?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6089791093891501577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6089791093891501577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6089791093891501577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6089791093891501577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/08/even-best-cant-last-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-1753366321024514148</id><published>2010-08-04T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T06:01:28.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a special place in our heart created for people who entered our lives and impacted us greatly.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Whether they know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when these people leave our lives, you'll feel a little emptier than before.&lt;br /&gt;And that little space in our heart created especially for them cos they mean that much to you?&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt disappear nor cease to exist. Instead, it manifests into this gaping hole that's gonna be there forever. Cos their impact is that great it lasts till the day you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost many important people and dear friends in the last few years, and its really unsettling D: and i miss them so blardy much till this day yet i dont know how to begin correcting things, or if im even gonna do it at all. Losing people close to you is never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, duh right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-1753366321024514148?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/1753366321024514148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=1753366321024514148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1753366321024514148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/1753366321024514148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-special-place-in-our-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4260424418194325010</id><published>2010-08-01T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T08:22:24.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love knows no boundaries;</title><content type='html'>Im feeling super unmotivated tho i have tons of unfinished homework and a test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;And its effing depressing me.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A character in the August Wilson play Joe Turner's Come and Gone says that everyone has a song inside him or her, and that you lose sight of that song at your peril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've gotten out of touch with my song.&lt;br /&gt;I just simply forgot how to sing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4260424418194325010?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4260424418194325010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4260424418194325010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4260424418194325010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4260424418194325010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-knows-no-boundaries.html' title='Love knows no boundaries;'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-5452838741030458957</id><published>2010-07-19T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:56:59.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YANHONG&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahah you mean the cute guy in the pic? Tom felton! you know from harry potter? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHA omg you actually tagged this. Shaddup lahh! Sheesh dnkw what you're talking about hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-5452838741030458957?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/5452838741030458957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=5452838741030458957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5452838741030458957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/5452838741030458957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/07/yanhong-hahah-you-mean-cute-guy-in-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8309714600897328391</id><published>2010-07-19T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:54:17.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You utter those two words, "Hi, Amirah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i crumble inside all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8309714600897328391?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8309714600897328391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8309714600897328391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8309714600897328391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8309714600897328391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-utter-those-two-words-hi-amirah-and.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2412394013747481865</id><published>2010-07-04T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:19:08.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Leaving Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TDCeKp5VqlI/AAAAAAAABNo/gxkYCHDAXdg/s1600/leaving_border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490061851646863954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TDCeKp5VqlI/AAAAAAAABNo/gxkYCHDAXdg/s320/leaving_border.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Have you ever found yourself wishing you could just let go? Let go of the past, let go of the pain and hurt you’ve accumulated over the years, let go and simply bask in the glory of the moment - let go of simply everything? Times where you find yourself wishing to dive deep into a pool of oblivion and never surface. Not for a long while anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I wish this world wasn’t so fastidious – where expectations are rocket high. Why’s that? Doesn’t true happiness account for anything anymore? I’m sure there was once a time where people had infinitude chances and endless possibilities. Where has it gone to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Our life story is made of chapters, of which we choose to paginate these chapters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;An accomplishment, a failure, maybe it’s just so much more…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think the brain and heart must be mortal enemies. Why else would logic oppose matters of the heart? And the brain must really love tricking the heart for the heart loves deceiving the brain just as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some say we will never truly be over the people we truly loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello :) well the long weekends are coming to a close. I haven't done EOM heheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;MYEs and the prep work was nothing but pain. Hahah kidding! i guess i didnt study too hard for it, and now i regret D: hope i pass something tho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;WORLD CUP has been really fun. Especially watching with the whole fam + cuzzies :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;From my 85 years old granddad to my younger cousins. Love how it bonds us, and the excitement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Tag Replies&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sya&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHA i know i know! i was totally shocked when i saw this picture in particular!&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random kid&lt;/strong&gt;: haha, thanks :) who're you btw?&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="body1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2412394013747481865?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2412394013747481865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2412394013747481865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2412394013747481865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2412394013747481865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/07/leaving-song.html' title='The Leaving Song'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TDCeKp5VqlI/AAAAAAAABNo/gxkYCHDAXdg/s72-c/leaving_border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-2218841486218917698</id><published>2010-06-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T10:01:02.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the best fr mid-yrs! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TCDrsoz9ajI/AAAAAAAABNg/biKAf239aKk/s1600/tom_felton_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485643498239388210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TCDrsoz9ajI/AAAAAAAABNg/biKAf239aKk/s320/tom_felton_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(drool!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-2218841486218917698?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/2218841486218917698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=2218841486218917698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2218841486218917698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/2218841486218917698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-best-fr-mid-yrs-d.html' title='All the best fr mid-yrs! :D'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/TCDrsoz9ajI/AAAAAAAABNg/biKAf239aKk/s72-c/tom_felton_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4245514036873746530</id><published>2010-06-15T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:43:17.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Stand By You;</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to focus on my studies ):&lt;br /&gt;I've been to town thrice in 6 days!&lt;br /&gt;Town-ed around with fatimah today :D&lt;br /&gt;Realised i missed that girl soooo much, and it felt so good just talking to her. I really miss old times, and how i'll never get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've come to realise life's gonna start being super hectic again in 2 weeks time, and i'll hardly have time to breathe. Jc's horrible in that sense. To my close friends, i'm sorry if i'm not there as often as i'd like. I'm sorry if i don't make the effort to check up on you, but nevertheless know that i do care, and i'll be here if you face tough times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really touching song (and from glee zomg! HAHA) esp fr my close friends :D love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bO-xo_Uyyqk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bO-xo_Uyyqk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I finally finished wuthering heights thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I NEED MOTIVATION TO STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sigh, i have a strong feeling im gna do horribly fr mid-yrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nellie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;HAHA i think you're the only person who has tagged in ages! Yea, i think it's super funny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4245514036873746530?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4245514036873746530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4245514036873746530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4245514036873746530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4245514036873746530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/06/ill-stand-by-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Stand By You;'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7265405668193363471</id><published>2010-06-14T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:22:25.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you know you're heartbreakingly beautiful?&lt;/span&gt; (to me anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7265405668193363471?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7265405668193363471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7265405668193363471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7265405668193363471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7265405668193363471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-know-youre-heartbreakingly.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6239823335411971804</id><published>2010-05-22T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T19:26:48.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing's going to ruin my mood today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not even the fact that i have quite a lot of unfinished hw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an undone GPP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a confirmed stay-up-late-night-doing-GPP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geog test tmr which im completely unprepared for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Despite all that, nothing's going to ruin my mood today ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-6239823335411971804?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6239823335411971804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6239823335411971804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6239823335411971804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6239823335411971804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/nothings-going-to-ruin-my-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4047117177670450322</id><published>2010-05-22T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T07:59:13.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is And What Should Never Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Opposites attract, sure. But they'd crash and burn as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There has to be an element of similarity, no matter how nondescript it may be. It's a wonder how the heart falls for people who'd do harm to you. It wouldn't for the life of it like/love someone who'd do you good or so it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It still hurts, i won't lie. The feeling of being used (whether intentional or not) is not a pleasant one at all D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ARGH JUNE LECTURE TIMETABLE SARKS );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;And i thought so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-4047117177670450322?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/4047117177670450322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=4047117177670450322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4047117177670450322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/4047117177670450322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-and-what-should-never-be.html' title='What Is And What Should Never Be'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-7966631985137104446</id><published>2010-05-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:31:26.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe i'm saying this - Sezairi's new song is real nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never in a million years dreamed i'd ever say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice :) realised how much i missed a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-7966631985137104446?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/7966631985137104446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=7966631985137104446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7966631985137104446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/7966631985137104446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-cant-believe-im-saying-this-sezairis.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-6148217632059272873</id><published>2010-05-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:19:54.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can You Be So Sure?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/S-bQGE6oaXI/AAAAAAAABNY/81fHTbn0gIk/s1600/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469287600305498482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/S-bQGE6oaXI/AAAAAAAABNY/81fHTbn0gIk/s320/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Doubt, doubt. And more doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I would say unhesitatingly that there is no doubt that we have entered upon the Age of Uncertainty - if it wasn't that uncertainty itself breeds doubt."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What are we, if not filled with apprehension? Distrust? plaguing us from right and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to be this miserable kid whose mood depended mostly on someone else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that that's changed, for the best at least.&lt;br /&gt;But you've never changed?&lt;br /&gt;Not for the best at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know sometimes, you can't fathom, you dont know, you don't. Full stop. You've never tried, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much i need to vent, but the self-dignified part of me would not allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a big girl now, i'm not gonna cry anymore cos of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Today at religious school, we learned that it's our obligation to protect our own family members&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;But how can i? Where do i begin?&lt;br /&gt;God help me. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone doesn't want to go out with me tmr D:&lt;br /&gt;sheesh you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And argh, maybe im a cougar. Paedophile more like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP AND LIT ESSAY ON HIATUS!!&lt;br /&gt;Double argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, i had one of the most lovely fridays ever :D at Vj dance concert!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the way cedarians could make me smile and laugh so easily :)&lt;br /&gt;no beetching whatsoever needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khadija&lt;/strong&gt;: Yea me too! i miss you D; maybe we could do all the nonsense thing again during june! hopefully!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YANHONG&lt;/strong&gt;: hahaha yea! super funny :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mar&lt;/strong&gt;: MAR! gosh, no i think i miss you more. WE MUST HANG OUT AT LEAST ONCE IN JUNE OKAY!! Like i cant rmb the last time we talked!&lt;/span&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/7541768006433573402-6148217632059272873?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/6148217632059272873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=6148217632059272873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6148217632059272873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/6148217632059272873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-used-to-be-this-miserable-kid-whose.html' title='How Can You Be So Sure?'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KOq5JnnGO68/S-bQGE6oaXI/AAAAAAAABNY/81fHTbn0gIk/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-8800652418136863872</id><published>2010-04-29T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:36:22.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From MLIA :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A couple of days ago my friends and i were debating over whether our teacher really reads our essays or not. to try prove that he doesnt, i wrote in the middle of my essay 'mr mac, do you really read our work?' when i got it back he had circled it and said 'yes. yes i do.' MLIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Today I realized whenever I go in a bathroom I grasp my phone a little tighter because I'm afraid I'll drop it in the tiolet. I'm sure I'm not the only one. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today, I spent an hour petting my dog. It was only when I turned on the light that I realized it had been a pillow. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today, my sister and I were hungry so we went through the Mcdonalds drive through. I drive a rather old beat up car, and as we pulled up to the window to get our food the worker looked at me and sarcastically said "Nice car." Without missing a beat my 11 year old sister leans over the seat and said "Nice job." That shut him up. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha, found it super funny :D hope that turned your frown upside down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7541768006433573402-8800652418136863872?l=anupgradeplease.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/feeds/8800652418136863872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7541768006433573402&amp;postID=8800652418136863872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8800652418136863872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7541768006433573402/posts/default/8800652418136863872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anupgradeplease.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-mlia.html' title='From MLIA :)'/><author><name>amirah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662643315896658133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7541768006433573402.post-4415358968539208083</id><published>2010-04-28T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:38:25.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No secrets right? Pffft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's days like this i feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;Am i back to square one?&lt;br /&gt;It's like i don't even know you anymore. Maybe i never truly did in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself that &lt;em&gt;yes, i know you. Of course i do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge to give up is so strong, yet i know i can't.&lt;br /&gt;I can give up on everything, but not this.&lt;br /&gt;It's just..i've tried so hard, so long. Only to move one step forward, and two steps back.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's days like this I feel like i've truly lost a huge part of me, which is you. Like somehow along the way, we've ceased to care, we're just too preoccupied with life, with other things, with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i knew you cared. Now im starting to doubt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely don't understand the complexity of one's mind. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHH. 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