<?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-6603946534569484267</id><updated>2011-12-28T01:30:26.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Sensations</title><subtitle type='html'>Subtle meanings. Never known. Always given. Forever unsolved.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6487001980237183034</id><published>2011-12-28T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T01:30:26.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unresolved Resolutions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011 is almost ending. Gosh. It's so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know why but every year seems to go faster as they go by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Sunday will be New Year's Eve already. School's starting... Next Wednesday. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to start off senior year. Prom. SPM. Interact. *Overwhelmed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't remember if what were my New Year resolutions for 2011. I'm pretty sure at least 95% isn't resolved. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know for sure my 2012 Resolutions are really simple to list out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Straight A's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Excellent Music Results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. The YEAR for Interact SMKSU along with successful successions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Amateur Rising Star, at least twice please? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Grow taller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope those are not too much to ask for. If it is, my height isn't really much of an issue. And Number 4 can just happen once. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't even started on my holiday's to-do list. Ahh. Behold, the Life of Moi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's sad to see things fall apart. But only when things fall apart, you'll finally be able to see the beauty in its renaissance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6487001980237183034?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6487001980237183034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/unresolved-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6487001980237183034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6487001980237183034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/unresolved-resolutions.html' title='Unresolved Resolutions.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4588381784713062819</id><published>2011-11-14T14:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T14:42:21.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay I know I might be a lil' over 5 months late for the pictures from my birthday, but hope you enjoy! You might notice that my Dad is missing from the pictures but I assure you he's there, he's just very camera shy. Heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbS1CHGO5z4/TsC2ejeX67I/AAAAAAAAA6g/NqKdSBnoMvk/s1600/DSC_3330.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbS1CHGO5z4/TsC2ejeX67I/AAAAAAAAA6g/NqKdSBnoMvk/s400/DSC_3330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674736166521793458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Retarded bro doesn't know how to smile with such a beautiful lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--SGAZBmxQIw/TsC2d2y_-PI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/VYrZQAR2ZNg/s1600/DSC_3327.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--SGAZBmxQIw/TsC2d2y_-PI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/VYrZQAR2ZNg/s400/DSC_3327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674736154528708850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deco here is piggish-ly cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHjX_bnlmkM/TsC2dXhsxXI/AAAAAAAAA6I/efICq0c4-kw/s1600/DSC_3326.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SHjX_bnlmkM/TsC2dXhsxXI/AAAAAAAAA6I/efICq0c4-kw/s400/DSC_3326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674736146134648178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4b8dNP0Iu0/TsC2c3K6lvI/AAAAAAAAA58/29Fl-J0EGMw/s1600/DSC_3331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4b8dNP0Iu0/TsC2c3K6lvI/AAAAAAAAA58/29Fl-J0EGMw/s400/DSC_3331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674736137449150194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Sis. White Sangria is loves! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOaR5HYLnYQ/TsC2K8y5NXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/z7N5eYOycg8/s1600/DSC_3332.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOaR5HYLnYQ/TsC2K8y5NXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/z7N5eYOycg8/s400/DSC_3332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735829721363826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With mummy &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtRUoJgkpEw/TsC2KOs7gfI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WdKjoXTCm2g/s1600/DSC_3341.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtRUoJgkpEw/TsC2KOs7gfI/AAAAAAAAA5c/WdKjoXTCm2g/s400/DSC_3341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735817348317682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWSjHcEbYA8/TsC2JdGCYSI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/G3mUz6SjUeU/s1600/DSC_3339.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWSjHcEbYA8/TsC2JdGCYSI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/G3mUz6SjUeU/s400/DSC_3339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735804031852834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOOD! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2DF0WrkIk4/TsC2IZJVJnI/AAAAAAAAA5E/aQluQGgkDWc/s1600/DSC_3340.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2DF0WrkIk4/TsC2IZJVJnI/AAAAAAAAA5E/aQluQGgkDWc/s400/DSC_3340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735785792054898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDqoabFFyoo/TsC2HzGSakI/AAAAAAAAA44/FYIDbqDuWLA/s1600/DSC_3343.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WDqoabFFyoo/TsC2HzGSakI/AAAAAAAAA44/FYIDbqDuWLA/s400/DSC_3343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735775578745410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOOD. Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js_lEM93vRg/TsC1vTWMurI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3idomV4IFjg/s1600/DSC_3350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js_lEM93vRg/TsC1vTWMurI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3idomV4IFjg/s400/DSC_3350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735354738686642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CUTE RIGHT!??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiSRDC5iYgc/TsC1t835V0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/oHyzjLWQ9XU/s1600/DSC_3356.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IiSRDC5iYgc/TsC1t835V0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/oHyzjLWQ9XU/s400/DSC_3356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735331526137666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiXGbD1ohfU/TsC1s3oO_BI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ou3Cp0SwA-4/s1600/DSC_3357.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiXGbD1ohfU/TsC1s3oO_BI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ou3Cp0SwA-4/s400/DSC_3357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735312938400786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXgvGEucWJo/TsC1sKCab4I/AAAAAAAAA38/8MxuawynMdc/s1600/DSC_3364.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXgvGEucWJo/TsC1sKCab4I/AAAAAAAAA38/8MxuawynMdc/s400/DSC_3364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735300700172162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntrkSREG-TM/TsC1rliE5EI/AAAAAAAAA3w/bFd8yZ_Twgs/s1600/DSC_3367.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntrkSREG-TM/TsC1rliE5EI/AAAAAAAAA3w/bFd8yZ_Twgs/s400/DSC_3367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674735290900866114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ta3pQywKVZE/TsC1Ogcj6bI/AAAAAAAAA3g/eJSPE_T7t5w/s1600/DSC_3368.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ta3pQywKVZE/TsC1Ogcj6bI/AAAAAAAAA3g/eJSPE_T7t5w/s400/DSC_3368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674734791319349682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing the candle I think? Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzxgGBC6utI/TsC1M0ZksSI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2ChAM2Iubzk/s1600/DSC_3369.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzxgGBC6utI/TsC1M0ZksSI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2ChAM2Iubzk/s400/DSC_3369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674734762315788578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bro, Sis and myself. :) I like dessert. Muahaha. Note: White Sangria finishing, nooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ey1O1LVo8E/TsC1LelbT6I/AAAAAAAAA3I/fIAWOg7IVdQ/s1600/DSC_3370.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ey1O1LVo8E/TsC1LelbT6I/AAAAAAAAA3I/fIAWOg7IVdQ/s400/DSC_3370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674734739280056226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I call this, "The Jakun".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0Hk8Cndl2I/TsC1KPzFK5I/AAAAAAAAA28/8kPSmjoV6tA/s1600/DSC_3371.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0Hk8Cndl2I/TsC1KPzFK5I/AAAAAAAAA28/8kPSmjoV6tA/s400/DSC_3371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674734718130924434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A shot and my lil' pressie from the restaurant. Cute eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QRmoNaPL5U/TsC1JWv3mmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/awAc9yWibhg/s1600/DSC_3377.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9QRmoNaPL5U/TsC1JWv3mmI/AAAAAAAAA2w/awAc9yWibhg/s400/DSC_3377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674734702816631394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REAL Maple Syrup from Canada. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, that last picture was quite random. Heh. Hope you enjoyed!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4588381784713062819?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4588381784713062819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4588381784713062819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4588381784713062819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-pictures.html' title='Birthday Pictures!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbS1CHGO5z4/TsC2ejeX67I/AAAAAAAAA6g/NqKdSBnoMvk/s72-c/DSC_3330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3844699951258681296</id><published>2011-11-14T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:31:11.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greyson's Showcase!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Owh yesss! Greyson Chance was in Malaysia, dudes! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Too bad I don't study in Sri KDU (students and teachers there got to experience GC there first hand, welcome him to Malaysia AND get cheaper albums and it's autographed!). And I didn't buy his album, hence I didn't go for the autorgraph session at Ikano. Didn’t watch him singing with Najwa Latif on the AIMs because I really don’t like Najwa Latif’s voice. BUTTTT..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I went for his showcase on 11.11.11 :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you, Brandon for bringing me, Pui Ee and Jessica there! My first concert/showcase. LOL. Pictures (and my captions) shall do the talking. (Taken from Pui Ee's blog from her camera) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CJuWqyHz6Hw/Tr_ugURUr5I/AAAAAAAAAqs/AIiPLjrmhX8/s1600-h/P1010811%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010811" border="0" alt="P1010811" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-r5PhvV1JYKI/Tr_ugz2KQHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/furzspMjqzI/P1010811_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;See the queue from outside Life Centre? This is all the way into KL Live on the 2nd floor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-A_g60L_UlFQ/Tr_uhbfyywI/AAAAAAAAAq4/44ir0KZcZ3Y/s1600-h/P1010812%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010812" border="0" alt="P1010812" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-p0q4nrTYON8/Tr_uh0L-LuI/AAAAAAAAArA/60mDatMLN4M/P1010812_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry, I was a bit camera shy at first. Well, I usually am anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-t-SjRGG9s3c/Tr_uiVJY87I/AAAAAAAAArI/_uNLU3D9o0g/s1600-h/P1010813%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010813" border="0" alt="P1010813" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7ct_eMKvR8Q/Tr_ujNJ67xI/AAAAAAAAArU/-6TwPsCUOUU/P1010813_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jessica (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-y1xA4wD-Pr4/Tr_uj3fDOWI/AAAAAAAAArc/zw5U4tCo1_U/s1600-h/P1010815%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010815" border="0" alt="P1010815" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LKxaPo18NH8/Tr_ukp5BElI/AAAAAAAAArg/s_FpfYafwRk/P1010815_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The stage. Nothing but a keyboard. (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-G-jIm88Wlb4/Tr_ulVlYaHI/AAAAAAAAArs/--JBr2LIb_k/s1600-h/P1010819%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010819" border="0" alt="P1010819" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-X-OhzeZ2Xs8/Tr_umjCHjCI/AAAAAAAAArw/R9NZV7FZw6I/P1010819_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;While waiting for the show to start… Camwhore! Heh. Jess and Pui Ee (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SdGTo0Y4w_I/Tr_unjAfNgI/AAAAAAAAAr8/T1MwRBQ2Kbw/s1600-h/P1010821%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010821" border="0" alt="P1010821" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QwF8TgUD6Cs/Tr_uo5KfJWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/XIMzY7hz5hI/P1010821_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brandon and myself. Thank him for the tickets! (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nJa9qk3elS8/Tr_upjpIECI/AAAAAAAAAsI/wL1BbXLHM9o/s1600-h/P1010826%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="P1010826" border="0" alt="P1010826" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-A8hIegbDBtI/Tr_uqZPl6FI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ELRxmAA3leI/P1010826_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jess, Pui Ee, Me, Brandon! 4 Sigmarians at GC’s showcase *whoots*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ngEJFqVzR_w/Tr_urIAWPbI/AAAAAAAAAsc/4V_uMbdgzPA/s1600-h/PB110828%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110828" border="0" alt="PB110828" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8NlBvWe9pvs/Tr_ur-1IDJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/q_q3GLqYFJ4/PB110828_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pui Ee got tired standing since 7. So yeah. It’s comfy on the floor too, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1ekTq0I8DKw/Tr_us2wHPiI/AAAAAAAAAso/nMcmwMotr5I/s1600-h/PB110836%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110836" border="0" alt="PB110836" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VtWvXj5-QsA/Tr_utZRWRDI/AAAAAAAAAsw/VOt65yqdcJw/PB110836_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;JJ from Hitz.fm was one of the emcees. He gave out free posters!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-2fA7CNvDLGQ/Tr_utybbUqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TU7wUTxNoSw/s1600-h/PB110838%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110838" border="0" alt="PB110838" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ift4AhcjemQ/Tr_uupRdBOI/AAAAAAAAAtE/YSxn4sTcuNU/PB110838_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan from Hitz.fm was also one of the emcees. Before GC came out, he gave a slight stand up comedy, coming out as GC with wig and all, TRYING to sing “Waiting Outside the Lines”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P8Y4bnywHaU/Tr_uvaSpcrI/AAAAAAAAAtM/cc-MsTFK3rg/s1600-h/PB110842%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110842" border="0" alt="PB110842" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BEvbn4f9VMQ/Tr_uwJ6yz2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/PlmwCBky5nQ/PB110842_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Star of the show. (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pwxhyoqTL-0/Tr_uwp9oqgI/AAAAAAAAAtY/SfSpe0Tv2bA/s1600-h/PB110843%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110843" border="0" alt="PB110843" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3f6ZgjjT6R8/Tr_uxDNDT1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/i8spYWw9A4c/PB110843_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Singing his latest single, “Unfriend You”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hS0bNas9Wd8/Tr_ux9rVVOI/AAAAAAAAAtk/dR_iEh1G9i8/s1600-h/PB110844%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110844" border="0" alt="PB110844" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_dRFqMN9PdY/Tr_uyWjWVOI/AAAAAAAAAtw/DrHQmKHGhT4/PB110844_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The only song which he didn't just use his keyboard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QOIfjh_bcYs/Tr_uzM36RkI/AAAAAAAAAt0/FryE0-3HDaA/s1600-h/PB110845%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110845" border="0" alt="PB110845" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-dM4G7OJE6mQ/Tr_uztE2dII/AAAAAAAAAuA/mQoZgaj9-TY/PB110845_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mfCha0N57e8/Tr_u0dsKgnI/AAAAAAAAAuI/CvS46AVRjuQ/s1600-h/PB110846%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110846" border="0" alt="PB110846" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hqtVNP-eXV0/Tr_u1ZgHEkI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/PVkKxoLbS-Q/PB110846_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LbhBeyWjsRE/Tr_u2CgLd2I/AAAAAAAAAuY/s773RlhvIJ4/s1600-h/PB110847%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110847" border="0" alt="PB110847" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5L_2W8J8K6w/Tr_u23LqMwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5cyknMnPAtQ/PB110847_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qD-7CW_xI80/Tr_u3uRLVmI/AAAAAAAAAus/QPDhDThB3Tc/s1600-h/PB110848%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110848" border="0" alt="PB110848" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-QJ7Cw54wNCg/Tr_u4a8iY9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/MDyZpXaOnWs/PB110848_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pn9b6rnZo-0/Tr_u5K3B_HI/AAAAAAAAAu8/fWFLl_irJ_0/s1600-h/PB110849%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110849" border="0" alt="PB110849" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RifNIwr3lls/Tr_u57SJDhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/eBsfh3o4Ymc/PB110849_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This was probably “Take A Look At Me Now”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FsFjZWDlkj0/Tr_u6a96QSI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XDVl6IB7L40/s1600-h/PB110850%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110850" border="0" alt="PB110850" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-k8Qy0qiwcNA/Tr_u7kDATjI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/yoPYAVwtf-8/PB110850_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5voGLZCCPs8/Tr_u8B4pN7I/AAAAAAAAAvY/-1d_82eEkd8/s1600-h/PB110851%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110851" border="0" alt="PB110851" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-saYiMpmPmm4/Tr_u8yEwQ4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/q7n6eH6vzjM/PB110851_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rJQ9wM7fGZ8/Tr_u9lhmz9I/AAAAAAAAAvs/v4JnI_4tRM8/s1600-h/PB110853%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110853" border="0" alt="PB110853" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9q5iJUH40dg/Tr_u-b61PEI/AAAAAAAAAv0/MYW4blB8rL8/PB110853_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tl2CNQBoJHg/Tr_u_QGndQI/AAAAAAAAAv8/sxLYRh_i46c/s1600-h/PB110854%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110854" border="0" alt="PB110854" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1jRK_zLO460/Tr_vAR2eKQI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ftgf2rNbf3E/PB110854_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My favourite shot. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dKWf5cKjITc/Tr_vA7ywqRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/c0T0yBJ8Ro0/s1600-h/PB110855%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110855" border="0" alt="PB110855" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-oV8RWuZhlLE/Tr_vBjgkWeI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/bx58DMQuXSg/PB110855_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-09VvxOv0mIE/Tr_vCHRPOgI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LVQiQ_2-qxM/s1600-h/PB110856%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110856" border="0" alt="PB110856" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NrtJPik1w8s/Tr_vDIQiGVI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Y2eItxBcawg/PB110856_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gc9zci5O5ZE/Tr_vD403HgI/AAAAAAAAAws/H_k3_y5YltY/s1600-h/PB110857%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110857" border="0" alt="PB110857" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-p_BioUJQ9Tg/Tr_vEjh-CDI/AAAAAAAAAw0/hAIG6PR9KjY/PB110857_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;“Home Is In Your Eyes”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--cOInX1i2Aw/Tr_vFr_yHyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/peNRFsBlSwg/s1600-h/PB110858%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110858" border="0" alt="PB110858" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dqPlhBQwOc8/Tr_vGouMgMI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Wo-699eSZj4/PB110858_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-a0iN-MPs5sI/Tr_vHexbmrI/AAAAAAAAAxM/vJdQBcoe0tQ/s1600-h/PB110859%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110859" border="0" alt="PB110859" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SBmE15_vn24/Tr_vILQs5XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/yngVZbUBbU4/PB110859_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sNp0iPDMESE/Tr_vJS3ligI/AAAAAAAAAxc/iwEWXCo8BDQ/s1600-h/PB110860%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110860" border="0" alt="PB110860" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-To0mLJZHa80/Tr_vKHstZ2I/AAAAAAAAAxk/Pp70GY8C3bQ/PB110860_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Why is he so photogenic? *Jealous*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-fN6cHZxLO3w/Tr_vLH03YyI/AAAAAAAAAxs/e6_LynPvHvE/s1600-h/PB110861%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110861" border="0" alt="PB110861" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ukV8ly5AnIU/Tr_vL9SpAiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/et9sbcqlOxk/PB110861_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ftX2ZBvlkWA/Tr_vNO-P9eI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Y2J7PDzA7J8/s1600-h/PB110862%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110862" border="0" alt="PB110862" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mxaw8j9ntWQ/Tr_vN4I5hkI/AAAAAAAAAyE/3OkMjwu5zUA/PB110862_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GciATZLrxCw/Tr_vOqW2opI/AAAAAAAAAyI/3nmuiabEbbw/s1600-h/PB110863%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110863" border="0" alt="PB110863" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XUl1Qk8njmY/Tr_vP3XekaI/AAAAAAAAAyU/BRjJb3NPB4I/PB110863_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-TKWo7l5Kj4w/Tr_vRHVBoEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Ra-Jm4A-KVs/s1600-h/PB110866%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110866" border="0" alt="PB110866" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-_M7DE4tguDQ/Tr_vRyxFfqI/AAAAAAAAAyk/a--yv4mUN28/PB110866_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;“Cheyenne”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cCDJhbf9GeM/Tr_vS4VgfCI/AAAAAAAAAys/58AeR6XUH6c/s1600-h/PB110867%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110867" border="0" alt="PB110867" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ImwXiwy2Bmk/Tr_vTRrBJPI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ig-nnMLea9g/PB110867_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;His habit of finishing of the song with a chordal bang and look sideways/behind. It’s his style I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1_BwGyjLVwo/Tr_vUF2ahhI/AAAAAAAAAy8/hjU5TI1yxIo/s1600-h/PB110868%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110868" border="0" alt="PB110868" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JdoS0QXyPcA/Tr_vVMe93HI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Jy2bKoNQM-I/PB110868_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He ended with his first single “Waiting Outside The Lines”. He sang his cover of Lady Gaga’s “Paparazzi”, the infamous performance which brought him his current fame. Pui Ee video-recorded that. He sang: “But I won’t stop until KL is mine.” *Melts* &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5Xr_THl77KE/Tr_vVr8qNqI/AAAAAAAAAzM/5Vw3Z9JOSvI/s1600-h/PB110869%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110869" border="0" alt="PB110869" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3eRWR9ov0RY/Tr_vWspPscI/AAAAAAAAAzU/UwZqnsyl12o/PB110869_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gin and Ryan informing us about the Meet and Greet the next day at Ikano. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NSSTprZP6tk/Tr_vXp6CS-I/AAAAAAAAAzc/cNdYSgBjW9o/s1600-h/PB110874%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110874" border="0" alt="PB110874" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-uSeosMuGKN4/Tr_vYKzWgDI/AAAAAAAAAzg/CTlqakxLuQ0/PB110874_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Camwhore again after the show was over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ZmRS-H5hIKQ/Tr_vZMJOkvI/AAAAAAAAAzo/oIpwvY1jBGM/s1600-h/PB110875%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110875" border="0" alt="PB110875" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tvdcv7vq3fc/Tr_vZsoyTII/AAAAAAAAAzw/0-ICGrIdy-8/PB110875_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JPMRwpoPPKE/Tr_vaUMCuxI/AAAAAAAAAz8/qJo8i8su94o/s1600-h/PB110877%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110877" border="0" alt="PB110877" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IYwHcj69Hxs/Tr_vbckWfVI/AAAAAAAAA0E/XUcU36KKdl0/PB110877_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gShaBVRH4mw/Tr_vcSUGsJI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ilFebPigoNo/s1600-h/PB110880%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110880" border="0" alt="PB110880" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-vOleGcVEO4g/Tr_vdELFeLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/BaDXRy-oe8o/PB110880_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wHFsWr_-rK0/Tr_vd3UhbfI/AAAAAAAAA0c/LL7a5LHU-Sw/s1600-h/PB110881%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110881" border="0" alt="PB110881" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-M5kmIC96hI4/Tr_vempphlI/AAAAAAAAA0k/ZCqrrAJh7zc/PB110881_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Neffy was there too! (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xKHTqyP5rsE/Tr_vffGHAqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/LcQ1XhsY_PI/s1600-h/PB110882%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110882" border="0" alt="PB110882" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-7P8xGyWAmjg/Tr_vf4lMgGI/AAAAAAAAA00/RMKoABXuJGg/PB110882_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-iyAV3uyNKnA/Tr_vg-ssiEI/AAAAAAAAA04/kiGhffybXMs/s1600-h/PB110883%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110883" border="0" alt="PB110883" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qYH13VvNxGA/Tr_vhcf8GgI/AAAAAAAAA1A/pD8-ttImhT0/PB110883_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jnzxLwaf_9o/Tr_vh9fJLdI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yTxYZqtkCPI/s1600-h/PB110884%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110884" border="0" alt="PB110884" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QjuDGh3ZL5U/Tr_vixHlBTI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xtbVhy57Xh8/PB110884_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9kBx_5faYoI/Tr_vjs8aZVI/AAAAAAAAA1c/Mw1_32IPQ8k/s1600-h/PB110885%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110885" border="0" alt="PB110885" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6QuG0BbUCOA/Tr_vkQvOGlI/AAAAAAAAA1g/lRqmEsjVATc/PB110885_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1ruWzeszq6c/Tr_vkmvYbsI/AAAAAAAAA1o/afYyueyWG7s/s1600-h/PB110886%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110886" border="0" alt="PB110886" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qyAHxRnelLc/Tr_vlV3qQMI/AAAAAAAAA10/SwN4BR-B-Do/PB110886_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-niRMbHOVGCo/Tr_vmb802QI/AAAAAAAAA18/wYZUxOnAEfU/s1600-h/PB110887%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110887" border="0" alt="PB110887" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nQlm6VVkq2M/Tr_vm6vigNI/AAAAAAAAA2A/tGiZ6r9fbiA/PB110887_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Zamaera. The lucky girl was filming how the showcase was outside after it was done. I spotted her up in the VIP’s tier. She had the fortune to INTERVIEW Greyson too! It’ll be aired next Saturday at 10.30am on NTV7! Did a lil’ bit of catching up with her after she was done filming. She said that he’s such a sweet guy. *Awwwwwh*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nh-rVpdC48w/Tr_vnZSxfXI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ulGrb-i7Jis/s1600-h/PB110889%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110889" border="0" alt="PB110889" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EYIy8G1mFXA/Tr_vojuHlQI/AAAAAAAAA2U/rpFPZzOE_V4/PB110889_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6ZYX-mOMMPg/Tr_vpbxw3XI/AAAAAAAAA2c/wGg68Ha9AXY/s1600-h/PB110891%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PB110891" border="0" alt="PB110891" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Lder9mEQMIA/Tr_vpy31llI/AAAAAAAAA2g/X-XmipiH9xI/PB110891_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;KFC after the show. (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The showcase wasn’t long but it was GOOD. He really can sing. His voice is really really really really really unique. I likey. Come back soon Greyson!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not bad for a first concert. (: 11.11.11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3844699951258681296?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3844699951258681296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/greyson-showcase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3844699951258681296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3844699951258681296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/greyson-showcase.html' title='Greyson&amp;#39;s Showcase!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-r5PhvV1JYKI/Tr_ugz2KQHI/AAAAAAAAAqw/furzspMjqzI/s72-c/P1010811_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4900527789173619055</id><published>2011-11-09T03:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:38:58.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know.</title><content type='html'>Just just watched Made of Honour. Starring Patrick Dempsey.&lt;div&gt;I rate it 7/10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a sweet movie.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it's 3.30am. I'm going to school tomorrow. But yeah, I'm still awake. People up this hour with more important things to like rushing assignment deadlines would probably be hating my guts right now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;: my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Imma&lt;/span&gt; read a book and sleep and collect my results in school tomorrow. Nothing much. Nothing important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesdays. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have 2 blocks of wood in my room. One's my Fiesta, one's my baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gz&lt;/span&gt;. Both can make wonderful music and I just played them most today after a very, very, very long time. *Proud of self*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have goals to achieve this holiday, part of  my new years' resolution. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Imma&lt;/span&gt; list a few of them out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that dinner show a spectacular one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that prom performance an unforgettable one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that song my masterpiece.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that breach whole again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that recording a success.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make that dream come true.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;It's the 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of November. I have approximately 1 month and 3 weeks to make all these new year resolutions, or at least TRY to make these come alive. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4900527789173619055?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4900527789173619055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4900527789173619055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4900527789173619055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-know.html' title='I Know.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5542629975478430719</id><published>2011-10-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T01:22:11.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conscious Conscience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As thorough my memory is, I forgive but I never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You could've at least informed me instead of just doing it your way.  No reply, nothing! I can't believe I just waited there for 5 hours. I don't even know whether you're still alive right now. As much as I'm shaking right now, I hope you're alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should be probably be used to this. But I honestly wonder why am I still not. To actually count the number of times this had happened is beyond me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime something like this happens, I just pray that you'll prove my thoughts wrong. But no, you just gotta prove them right. Every single time. Is it fun letting me be right all the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to stop whatever I'm doing right now. Probably me overreacting? Maybe, but if this is overreacting, I'm definitely no stranger to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. Here's something I have over you: the ability to adapt. Why do I not expect anything? Because I learnt to adapt and accept whatever I have right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now, I just wish you'l just get another to fill my heels. I don't wanna leave you hanging just like that even more so after you've just got your coat. My conscience begs me not to leave you not having to use it for its worth. I don't mind going barefooted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh. But then again, there's only so much I can take. I lost eyelashes today. It's not a pleasant feeling seeing that I seldom allow myself to lose them and I LIKE my eyelashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time is just too much. No cookie can make me forgive, what more forget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, you wouldn't care anyway right? You're never wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5542629975478430719?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5542629975478430719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/conscious-conscience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5542629975478430719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5542629975478430719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/conscious-conscience.html' title='Conscious Conscience.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3279070505349527028</id><published>2011-10-18T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:38:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings Amok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's my finals. My Moral paper is in the morning. It's 1.30am and I'm here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm honestly surprised at my extreme lack of stress, my lack of motivation to study and most importantly my ignorance towards the exams. This is not right. I'd rather be kiasu as I usually am than be totally relaxed at this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only sort of stress I can feel is when I see people quarrelling over petty stuff. And I see that every single day. Every single place I go. I am such a weirdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, time flies. The next competition, in S'pore this time. My first Novice/Pre-Am one. It's in less than 8 days. I have never EVER felt so insecure, so so not assured? about this competition. This is one of the 'big' ones too. Sigh. Stressed, even just thinking about it. I sense failure. I sense lots of negative outcomes. Nothing is making me feel better at this moment. I can't FEEL anymore anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm longing for a replay of the past, for a chance to re-do certain parts all over again. But don't we all? Nothing can be changed. What's done is done. Whatever the future holds, one must face.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3279070505349527028?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3279070505349527028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/feelings-amok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3279070505349527028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3279070505349527028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/feelings-amok.html' title='Feelings Amok.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4802365603359795143</id><published>2011-10-06T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:30:43.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Awesome.</title><content type='html'>Okay, with all the exam buzz going on now and I'm still here, not budging, not studying yet. I don't know why. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like the August test all over again. So deja vu. It's not a good thing. My results SUCKED. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish for that motivation to study again. There's nothing pushing me to study anymore and I wonder why. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a genius for not paying attention in class. -.- NOW, I gotta study everything myself. Geez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh sigh sigh. Stupid finals. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just soooooooooo awesome like this. ='/&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/6603946534569484267-4802365603359795143?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4802365603359795143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4802365603359795143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4802365603359795143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-awesome.html' title='I&apos;m Awesome.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1704920703392277611</id><published>2011-09-28T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:22:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding Procrastination.</title><content type='html'>So much for the blog title. I'm a pig. Literally.&lt;div&gt;I've actually nicely planned out a study timetable with deadlines for my finals. BUTTTTTT... I'm a week and a half behind schedule. How delightful. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Miss. Dancing. Yes, I still dance. But I really miss that feeling of excitement and thrill when I'm dancing. Now it's barely there. It's been dying out since July. :( I need it back. &lt;i&gt;What's the stop?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ending of yet another project! Yay! Wishing Well's products are to be given out tomorrow! EVERYTHING DONE. *Bangga*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams' are super duperly close. What have I been doing? Nothing. At all. I'm awesome. Sigh. &lt;i&gt;Can you just please get off my mind already?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going down South again this Saturday! YAY! :D I'm dying for class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Friday Imma go to attend SMK Subang Jaya's Interact Installation 2011/2012. Can't wait! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the spring dried out, the combustion died along with it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1704920703392277611?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1704920703392277611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/avoiding-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1704920703392277611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1704920703392277611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/avoiding-procrastination.html' title='Avoiding Procrastination.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8012686403264391831</id><published>2011-09-11T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T10:33:50.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake Frenzy.</title><content type='html'>I swear I don't know what's wrong with me. This year I'm particularly hyped up over mooncakes. I've lost count of how many mooncakes I've consumed within the week. That's real bad. Imma get diabetes next time :3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all the mooncakes I've tried, my grandfather's restaurant's are still THE best ever! Muahaha. Okay their White/Green ones are the best mooncakes ever. The baked ones are not as nice. Baked ones are nicer at... Lavender! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mooncake Festival's on Monday... Tomorrow! It's the last day for everyone to be selling those scrumptious cakes! Ahhh! I've been on a sugar rush since last week because of mooncake overdose. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't played lanterns in a long, long time. The previous time I celebrated mooncake festival was like... 2006? And I wasn't even playing lanterns then. Me and my lil' bro were just burning stuff everywhere. ^^ Although I don't miss playing with it, I do miss looking at those brightly lit, colourful lights everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And great. Now my toy can't read the card-reader. :( Can't upload any pictures from my phone already. :'( Sigh. Well the picture quality sucks anyway. Owh well. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8012686403264391831?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8012686403264391831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/mooncake-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8012686403264391831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8012686403264391831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/mooncake-frenzy.html' title='Mooncake Frenzy.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3472551554789156759</id><published>2011-08-30T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T20:18:11.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mild Update.</title><content type='html'>It's the Raya holidays! Selamat Hari Raya to all my Muslim friends!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Thursday I'll be taking my Grade 8 GZ exam. OMG. DIE. Haven't memorized the songs yet. :3 I'm so screwed. Tomorrow is the last day for last minute improvements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's best friends if we don't at least TRY to keep each other together? :) I love you babes, my NSz, my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the 30th of August. In less than 2 months, imma be competing again during the Deepavali holidays. Novice and Pre-am. It'll be my first time stepping out from the Beginners' range. Hope it'll go well. Although I honestly doubt it will. That is my assumption based on present improvement and present judgement of rate of success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finals are in a month! OMG DIE again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know, that part of me that loves you like crazy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's starting to die out, gradually.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know what happened honestly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I know is that the rest of me is fighting that small part that's still clinging on to you, loving you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm in midst of forgetting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know if you were to step in back again, all that fighting will cease and all of me will just love you all over again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No matter how much my pride and ego forbids me to do so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I rebel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3472551554789156759?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3472551554789156759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/mild-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3472551554789156759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3472551554789156759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/mild-update.html' title='Mild Update.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6469678374663543267</id><published>2011-08-02T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T02:34:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've honestly swore FML countless of times. But did I really mean it any of those times? Sure I did. Heck yeah. Life's a bitch sometimes. But what's a lil' tumble here and there? Getting back up is the real obstacle. This time I'll get back up. But getting back up is a lot easier knowing I'm not alone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sophistication. Something I lack dearly of. Am I really so unsophisticated that you think me immature? Am I so immature you think me a liar? You don't know me well. You think just because you know so much about everything else then you know every single damned thing? You're wrong. You don't know me. You have no right to put an effin' label on me, stereotyping me as one of those bitches you think I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In midst of respecting you, you just made me lost all respect for you after I've made my assumptions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;More about life: Just experienced luxury. Shall update with post and pics soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6469678374663543267?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6469678374663543267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6469678374663543267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6469678374663543267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-life.html' title='It&apos;s Life.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4047338207041731784</id><published>2011-07-28T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:31:14.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES! Read the post title, 'cause that's what I'm doing right now. I just finished editing my blog. I'm not really done with the fonts and font colours but I got lazy so shall just get to it next time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm supposed to be studying or at least doing 'em musical chores or even my add math tuition homework (in which my tuition would start in an hour and a half). But yeah, that lazy bone's affecting the rest of my bones and my muscle coordination from moving. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's already Thursday. This weekend is going to be another fun/stress-filled one. For one, Friday's Perfect Installation and the briefing about IU with the members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday is hall preparation then I'm going for that new dance class then I'm going down South for music lesson. I'd be back home... around 2am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Sunday is THE DAY. IU Day. Whee~ Sound checks, rehearsals etc etc.... CRAP. My speech! OMG. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I gotta finish the choreography for my perfomance during IU by tonight otherwise we're totally toast. D: Save me. Wait, no, don't 'cause I enjoy this torment. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6603946534569484267-4047338207041731784?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4047338207041731784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/wasting-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4047338207041731784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4047338207041731784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/wasting-time.html' title='Wasting Time.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8952584753544226865</id><published>2011-07-20T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T00:00:07.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Special :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the beginning of January '08, on the first day of secondary school, I sat next to this really timid girl. We both enjoyed the seats right at the back of the class. Alas! I finally found somebody that's somewhat a loner, just like me (back then)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First time I spoke to her, in Mandrin Chinese. *Drops jaw, we're both equally sucky mandrin btw* Figured she was the banana-type *bangga*. We got talking. Got sounding from our Science teacher on the first day of school too! Punished to stand throughout the rest of the class. (We're awesome like that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only did I get to meet her in class, every single day, but also at Interact General Meetings! Whooo! Haha. Yes, yes! We got closer. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have maintained close friendship all the way for our 4th year running now. She's the one I spill every-single-darned-thing-under-the-sun to. The one who I seek comfort from; the one I confide in; the one I really trust from judgement; the one whose opinion I really, really value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHARLENE SEE KAR MUN! HAPPY SWEET 16TH BABE &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te amo, Je'taime, Wo Ai Ni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8952584753544226865?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8952584753544226865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/somebody-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8952584753544226865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8952584753544226865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/somebody-special.html' title='Somebody Special :)'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7778914279553716121</id><published>2011-07-10T07:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:35:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dated Late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La Di Dum Di Dum~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's currently 7.15am. I woke up EXACTLY an hour and 15 minutes ago. Without an alarm clock. How lucky me to wake up at such a divine hour and not wanting to fall back into slumber after turning in at 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on my new latop *Hi, hi* since 6.15am and now I'm literally bored out of my mind. I'm too lazy to stalk people at this hour. (Not that I haven't at least stalked 3 people)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo, I decided to STALK MYSELF again. Yes, I'm weird but it's only because I'm awesome like that. Googled myself (Dad introduced that hobby of his to me -.-). Saw a link to my blog then went like... RIGHT! I have a blog. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot has happened between all these recent posts. Too many to say, I may be bored and feeling completely restless but my brain doesn't want to be disturbed to gather memories. I'm still currently indisposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just stalked another. Weee. Jealousy spurting outta my veins. Kay, jealous rampage over. :D Thou shall wait. 'Cause if thou don't, thou shall never get to see or experience thy awesomeness. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I HATE forming assumptions but I can't help but to notice that my skill of deduction is unusually great. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What to do, what to do. Hmm hmm hmm. Blekh, I know who's next on my stalking list. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7778914279553716121?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7778914279553716121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/dated-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7778914279553716121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7778914279553716121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/dated-late.html' title='Dated Late.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1902101463800034994</id><published>2011-05-27T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:13:03.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkwardly Embarassing.</title><content type='html'>I have completed the art of stalking... MYSELF. &amp;gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Just re-read my entire blog. Like the whole thing. Reading how my life just flashed by, it's scarily deja vu. *Not making sense* Anyway, just found out what kind of nonsene I wrote last time. *Gasps, drops jaw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this year's April. Okay I swear I have grown up even since then. Can't possibly think of how lame I was last time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just made me realise stuff that isn't just my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1902101463800034994?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1902101463800034994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/awkwardly-embarassing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1902101463800034994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1902101463800034994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/awkwardly-embarassing.html' title='Awkwardly Embarassing.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2658777500057648846</id><published>2011-05-21T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T11:54:31.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness Rules.</title><content type='html'>Why do you hate it so much?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you got your reasons.&lt;br /&gt;You oppose it so hard, but why is it not my face?&lt;br /&gt;You're hurting those who did you no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you saw it the way I did.&lt;br /&gt;But you wouldn't like it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;What you're doing now is that you're pushing everybody away.&lt;br /&gt;And mentally against what you said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2658777500057648846?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2658777500057648846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/randomness-rules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2658777500057648846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2658777500057648846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/randomness-rules.html' title='Randomness Rules.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-513424666632056169</id><published>2011-04-18T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T17:35:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nerves!</title><content type='html'>Excited! :D This Wed I'll be sitting for my piano exam. At Holiday Villa. Too bad I gotta go back to school after the exam. : / This this this this Friday, after school, I'll be going down to Muar. What for? Dance competition, babeh! :DDD It's on Saturday, btw. Hopefully this would be one of my last times taking the first catergory. : / I'm eager for Novice. Wish me luck!! Owh and Congratulations, Hang Tuah for beating Hang Lekir after 8 years. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-513424666632056169?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/513424666632056169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/04/nerves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/513424666632056169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/513424666632056169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/04/nerves.html' title='The Nerves!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2723230389992441352</id><published>2011-03-17T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:00:42.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Holidays.</title><content type='html'>Although the holidays are not over yet, I have already summarised my entire week's holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (12th March) : SJ Talent Quest auditions, Latin class, stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (13th March) : Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (14th March) : Johor trip, ballroom class at night. One of the ONLY days not stoning besides the 8 hour drive down and back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday (15th March) : Stone, afternoon piano, stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (16th March) : Stone, shopped @Sunway with mom for an hour in the evening, got SJ Talent Quest results, stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday (17th March) : Stone, add math tuition (5pm-7pm), stone. (NOW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (18th March) : Interact Meeting @SS15 McD, GZ class all day. (Somewhat no stoning but can't go out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (19th March) : National GZ competition, then hopefully I can go watch Who's Got Talent finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (20th March) : National GZ competition semi-finals and finals. All day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then school restarts again. What a productive hoilday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2723230389992441352?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2723230389992441352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/productive-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2723230389992441352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2723230389992441352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/productive-holidays.html' title='Productive Holidays.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6708007181313494136</id><published>2011-03-17T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:58:15.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jittering Decisions.</title><content type='html'>I'm nervous for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imma bring the typhoon with me this Saturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope the moon will be with me on Sunday morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let it snow with me on Su&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nday night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6603946534569484267-6708007181313494136?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6708007181313494136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/jittering-decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6708007181313494136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6708007181313494136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/jittering-decisions.html' title='Jittering Decisions.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4490617491992168743</id><published>2011-03-13T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:44:34.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reactive Relief.</title><content type='html'>Okay, wow I was such a brat yesterday morning. Come to think of it, I overreacted like crazy. Sigh. Such a diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4490617491992168743?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4490617491992168743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/reactive-relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4490617491992168743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4490617491992168743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/reactive-relief.html' title='Reactive Relief.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5440168887225369150</id><published>2011-02-25T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T01:04:32.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion Strikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s been a while. I know I shouldn’t have kept you waiting. But I’m here now. ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That was Britney’s “Break the Ice” by the way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, Whoaaaaa. Haven’t been doing much updating lately. Sorry. Busy, busy, busy. AND my laptop died. BUT it rejuvenated?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Friendship Day’s overrrrrrrrr. :D *Jumps with joy* Successful, I would say?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;March test’s coming? *NOOOO!* I don’t understand a lot. CONFUSED!?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next funding project’s coming, along with I.U. Which would probably fall on the 23rd of April, if time permits. :) WITH THE THEME, AFRICA. Would it come true?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next up, GuZheng competition. D: (Starting to really panic). Then there’s Piano exam and Nominations?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Random:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- Grand Marnier dark choc is extremely stimulating.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- I stalk people often. I’m a pro stalker. I’ll double stalk if I’m missing that person. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- I really, really, really hate smoke of any kind. Especially ciggies and burning leaves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m only on so late today ‘cause I can use my lappy and I’m not going to school tomorrow! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5440168887225369150?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5440168887225369150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/02/confusion-strikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5440168887225369150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5440168887225369150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/02/confusion-strikes.html' title='Confusion Strikes!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-362428892749295618</id><published>2011-01-23T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:16:16.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Regrets.</title><content type='html'>I was dead sleepy just now. Now, I'm wide awake. So, blog! I miss my laptop. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my laptop was that, the monitor somehow wouldn't connect to the drives properly, I think. And the screen itself had a few problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a few posts already lining up in the 'drafts' in a program I use to blog on my comp. But.... Yeah. No more I guess. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got LOADS to update about. And those that I haven't updated about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I had a ballroom competition 2 weeks ago? 9th Jan, at Wisma OICM, or whatever that place was called. Anyway, entered 4 events, B. Waltz, Tango, Foxtrot and Quickstep.&lt;br /&gt;Waltz and Quickstep- Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Tango and Foxtrot- Gold.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for results, already known. :( I want my other golds.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures shall be uploaded when I've gotten back my OWN laptop. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact Installation last week was... hectic. A lil' stressful. Tiring. Fun. A success, I hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-CNY performances. ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY. I'm getting rich. Ho ho ho. This 2 weekends are with 2 performances a day! :D All together about 21 performances so far? I sense more that's coming. I hope ;) $.$ But let me tell you this, it can be bloody tiring. Taxing to the mind and a lil' waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, past! Now, to the futue/present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm presently 4 Sigma's monitor. *Yay!* With my class on the 2nd floor. Urgh. Physics is a pain. I wished I had my supposed form teacher, Mr. Jacob instead of my current form teacher. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact's biggest funding project of the year is coming. Train-speed. 3 weeks! Including CNY's 1 week. DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE. Sigh. Inhale. Exhale. Back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep yourself updated! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-362428892749295618?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/362428892749295618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/362428892749295618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/362428892749295618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8045415097215998860</id><published>2011-01-14T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T01:06:06.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m dead tired, I want to sleep, I can sleep, but yet I’m not sleeping. Sigh. I guess it’s ‘cause I know there’s a lot of stuff to do that hasn’t been done? Then whattheeff am I doing here now right? I wonder too, honestly, I really do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;FATIGUED! I just got back from my second pre-CNY performance of the year. Today’s show was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better than yesterday’s crap performance. Sigh. I guess that’s what happen when you go in groups. Solos are still the best. (Jumping up and down for Lot 10’s specially requested solo performances, AHHH!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, to most you you who don’t know, and I bet none of you do, Interact Installation 2010/2011 is this Saturday, a.k.a tomorrow (15th Jan 2011). I know it’s a lil’ late and all, but still. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Valentines’ Day’s coming up. My largest project so far for my term as junior BOD, even though I am holding a senior post, *chehh*. Products are settled, waiting to be approved. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;PSPS, those of you how might be in time to read this: Interact GM tomorrow, same time and place. See you in 11 and a half hours! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8045415097215998860?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8045415097215998860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/crazy-insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8045415097215998860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8045415097215998860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/crazy-insomnia.html' title='Crazy Insomnia.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1587291734611927599</id><published>2011-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:09:59.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s 2011. Let’s start all over again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;‘Ello there. My name’s &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;Madeline&lt;/span&gt;. Call me&lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt; Maddie&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;Madd&lt;/span&gt; for short.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year I shall blow my sweet &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;sixteenth&lt;/span&gt;’s birthday candles on the &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;25th of June&lt;/span&gt;. I’m studying at &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;SMK Subang Utama&lt;/span&gt;. Pure Science stream. Why? ‘Cause I wanna be a cool nerd. Kidding. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anybody asks what do I do, I shall answer simply as thus: &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;Music, dance and studies&lt;/span&gt;. Within these 3 words splits up to a few more branches in which I shall not get to that here. I wouldn’t like to bore you with unstoppable rambling. That I shall leave to my old blog posts to do so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anybody asks how am I like, I shall answer simply as thus: Mere words cannot describe my personality. &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;I’m indescribable&lt;/span&gt;. ;) But if you would really like to know, read my old blog posts and judge me yourself. I wouldn’t want to set your thinking without your personal critiques.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR31PQmORiI/AAAAAAAAAig/auc-nhROStI/s1600-h/39522_429263907536_522562536_4421487%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto" title="39522_429263907536_522562536_4421487_1001058_n" border="0" alt="39522_429263907536_522562536_4421487_1001058_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR31QIRyr7I/AAAAAAAAAik/DJeLfxvTcNI/39522_429263907536_522562536_4421487%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture taken on 05/11/2010. I’m on the &lt;span style="color:#0080c0;"&gt;most right&lt;/span&gt; with the crown. *Be grateful for the picture ‘cause I usually &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;camwhore* :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR31Qt_q8RI/AAAAAAAAAio/tBtq1eF1nOw/s1600-h/45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px" title="45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s" border="0" alt="45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR31RdD0V1I/AAAAAAAAAis/WPIxCu7-P5Y/45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" height="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry for the picture quality. I can’t seem to find to original link. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the most important thing you need to know about me is probably that I don’t give up easily on things that I want really badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Peace out, Madd. x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1587291734611927599?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1587291734611927599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/clean-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1587291734611927599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1587291734611927599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/clean-start.html' title='Clean Start.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR31QIRyr7I/AAAAAAAAAik/DJeLfxvTcNI/s72-c/39522_429263907536_522562536_4421487%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5585050287699291136</id><published>2010-12-31T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T22:34:05.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Ending.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I hope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just thought this morning when I woke up, maybe this will be one heck of an awesome year’s end? It started out to be honestly, after catching up with my old girlfriends, Denise and Glenneze at McD, then going over to ESG. But who would’ve known that’s when it started to get crappy. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so I guess I’m gonna be quite free next Sunday, anybody out for a drink? I suddenly feel the need to get drunk on that day, although I’ve never gotten drunk before. Sigh. I hate missing out. More importantly I hate it when I’ve been hoping and dreaming so hard, then it just all shatters like glass. Ironic. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Life lesson: Never put high hopes on anything at all. Quit dreaming so big.&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I’m not blaming anything or anyone, I’m just sad, that’s all.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2010’s almost ending, it’s gonna start all over in an hour and a half. I hope for that, I really do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5585050287699291136?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5585050287699291136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/real-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5585050287699291136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5585050287699291136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/real-ending.html' title='Real Ending.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2776000838499667858</id><published>2010-12-30T03:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T03:11:09.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumbled Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Posts haven’t been lining up on the ‘drafts’, what more on the ‘recently posted’. Ever since I posted that few posts with pictures, I can’t seem to blog without pictures. Damn. I got pictures, but no card reader. Dumb. Ish. Sigh. Ugh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so recently a lot of things happened. I’m not gonna be going into detail. Briefly, here it goes:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- So, since school’s restarting next week, this weekend is New Year. *Yay!* I have a thing with New Year. It’s my personal joke. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- My PMR results are semi-devastating. Darn the Chinese language. It’s so tough.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- I’ve recently bared myself totally, what a wonderful experience, no, not the way you think, bared as in emotionally, please, no horniness here. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- I lost count of my performances. I used to be able to keep track of every single one of them. Owh well, having 22-24 performances in January alone would be enough to screw my brain up, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- I can’t wait for the Interact stress to come up again. It’s coming soon, I feel it. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- Emotions are too overrated. Although essential, it’s just too much. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- Yes, I’m going rock climbing tomorrow. NO! I need to be up early. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2776000838499667858?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2776000838499667858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/jumbled-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2776000838499667858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2776000838499667858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/jumbled-up.html' title='Jumbled Up.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8241857690710421561</id><published>2010-12-21T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:21:40.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-excusable Laziness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Owh BTW, I’m not gonna be updating on my performance for SMKSU’s prom. It’s too much to be said. I’m not gonna be updating a whole lot of other events too. Sorry. If you’re really keen on knowing, stalk my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/madelineashlee" target="_blank"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; please. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8241857690710421561?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8241857690710421561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/non-excusable-laziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8241857690710421561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8241857690710421561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/non-excusable-laziness.html' title='Non-excusable Laziness.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1025044680871932794</id><published>2010-12-21T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:19:01.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010’s End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The year’s almost coming to an end. It’s sad to see everything take its toll. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With a new year starting soon, I looked back on the goals I set at the beginning of the year, I’m surprised that I actually kinda got at least 80% of the goals so far. But I’m not sure ‘bout some of the other goals. PMR results are only coming out this Thursday. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Speaking of results, I’m 99% sure that I’ll get 6A’s, 2B’s. Stupid Chinese and BM. Haih. If not 6A’s it’ll be 7 I guess. I really, really do not have any hope for Chinese. If I manage to get straight A’s, I treat anyone anything ‘s long you ask nicely. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, 2010’s ending, my table and bookshelves and bags are still with my Form3 stuff. Guess I’m gonna have to pack up soon enough. :) Perhaps a bit of light reading too? If I can manage to sit through. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And year’s ending, time’s passing, people maturing? Is that why you changed?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1025044680871932794?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1025044680871932794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010s-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1025044680871932794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1025044680871932794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010s-end.html' title='2010’s End.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3658774345366207579</id><published>2010-12-13T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:02:37.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Excitement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just had my first sleepover. Like ever. Sad case right? I had to bug my dad like crazy just to let me go. It wasn’t the first time I was invited, but it sure is the first one I attended.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I went to Rachel’s condo at 6. So far away. Haha. WENT SWIMMING! Gosh, how long have I not swam!? Anyway, I got to use my new tankini for the first time. Weeeee~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We played around till Rachel’s dad came and asked us to go back up. Haha. Mind you, we were quite loud. laughing and screaming and talking like the crazy girls who just finished their Latin exams.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We ordered Domino’s and took turns to shower blah blah blah. Dinner in front of TV. Then we went back down. Camwhored a lil’. My camera had no batt. D: So, we went practicing our Christmas performance routine by the pool. FYI, we’re performing Latin on Christmas at Rachel’s church. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We choreographed quite easily seeing we were all high and quite open for anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Songs using: “Hip hip Chin chin” (Samba), “We Could Be In Love” (Rumba), “Candy Man” (Jive) and “Kaboom” (Cha cha) and an ending song which I do not know the title for the bows. We rock!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We practiced till like 11 something. Then went back up for movie time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before we watched movies, we went online a lil’ to stalk people we know. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we watched Easy A and Valentines’ Day. Riena and Shasya slept around 3. Me and Rachel slept at 5!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I woke up at around 9 and couldn’t go back to sleep, so I just watched the rest sleep and determine who snores the loudest. Muahahahha. Thank goodness I don’t snore. :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waking up, we had leftover pizza and a whole bunch of other junk food for branch. (They woke up at 11.45) Then talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talked till 1 something then Shasya’s momma fetched me and Riena back to Taipan. Owh well. That’s it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pictures to be up soon!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3658774345366207579?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3658774345366207579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/sleeping-excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3658774345366207579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3658774345366207579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/sleeping-excitement.html' title='Sleeping Excitement.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6471509085622904248</id><published>2010-12-13T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:21:09.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>42nd DIC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For those of you who doesn’t know what DIC means, it’s short for District Interact Conference. I’ve just spent my weekend at the 42nd District Interact Conference 2010.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were times where it was a blast and there were times that it was a dead bore. Minus the times of the boring talks, it was perfect. Minus the fact that I had to share 2 bathrooms with 12 people, it was absolute perfection.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so what exactly do we do during DIC? Well, usually DIC isn’t in any resort or hotels, we just got lucky this year that I assume no academic institution would like to borrow over 800 teens to use their property. DIC is a 3 day course where Interactors from your district come together and have a big seminar. Seminars. With an extra large ‘S’.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We have 14 sessions during that 3 day period. Or was it more? I can’t remember. All I know most of it were boring. The best thing of conference is the socializing. Swapping name cards and what not. It makes one feel elite. And above common students you see at school. Imagine this, you’re socializing with peers your age whom are responsible, mature and have mutual likes (Interact). Dressed smartly in uniforms too. What an elite crowd, ain’t it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The best part of conference is also the worst for me. Formal night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I volunteered to be emcee of the night. I was chosen. *Yay!* What I didn’t expect, was not only to be emcee, but also to be event organizer. Holy crap right? 4 emcees, organizing a night to remember, with performances to arrange, to take care of 870 participants’ well fare and interest. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I emceed pretty badly seeing that we were short of time, the microphones were bad and the fact that I lost my voice sometime during the night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The good thing, I made a heck lotta friends, gained an awesome experience, and….. DANCEFLOOR baby!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The songs were a bummer but owh well. It had to be short too ‘cause the hotel staff wanted to clear up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The last night of conference was craazzzzzzzzy. Like literally. People were running from suite to suite, room to room, floor to floor. We were a noisy bunch of hooligans. Mind you, there’s 870 rampaging adolescences all hyped up. That’s a hard bunch. I was one of them running around the hotel. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Parting from conference was a relief and a heartache. I needed my own bathroom but I would miss spending all that time with so many friends. Quote, “No Interactors are strangers to each other”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pictures shall be uploaded as soon as I can find my card reader! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6471509085622904248?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6471509085622904248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/42nd-dic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6471509085622904248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6471509085622904248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/42nd-dic.html' title='42nd DIC.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7315266466556142650</id><published>2010-12-01T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:09:31.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raccoon Eyed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sleeping late does not have its advantages, absolutely non-whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unless you count having privacy and silence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But still think of all the disadvantages!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Pimples and dreadful skin conditions.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Terrible bloodshot and puffy eyes.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Fatigue.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;EYEBAGS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;The worst is the EYEBAGS. I had eye bags since I was just a baby. No one knew why. My condition is quite un-curable. Sleeping early and all those eye gels don’t work on me. But hell, sleeping extra late makes it a tone worse.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You may think why do I say Raccoon Eyed here. Wanna know? It’s because my owh-so-straight forward partner calls me a raccoon. How sweet right? And everybody always tend to comment on my eye bags because they’re quite obvious.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Conclusion? I shall try not to stay up past 2 anymore. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7315266466556142650?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7315266466556142650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/raccoon-eyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7315266466556142650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7315266466556142650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/12/raccoon-eyed.html' title='Raccoon Eyed.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-450415370143053506</id><published>2010-11-29T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:34:33.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Routine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stupid post title. Damned ballroom routine. It’s not eye-catching enough. : /&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hmmm… Perhaps a lil’ more expression and swaying? Hmmm…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m losing my touch on certain stuff too. Like playing the piano. OwhMyGoodness. D: DIE. Never mind, practice, practice, practice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Interact Conference this weekend. Haih. Hope it doesn’t rain so much. I miss the sunshine. : /&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-450415370143053506?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/450415370143053506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/losing-routine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/450415370143053506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/450415370143053506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/losing-routine.html' title='Losing Routine.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4462970993974054415</id><published>2010-11-28T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T12:42:45.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I want my own compact digital camera. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life’s too short, my memories’ too vague and my blog’s too plain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would be happy to just have a &lt;a href="http://www.sony.com.my/product/mhs-pm5k"&gt;blogger camera (MHS-PM5K/P)&lt;/a&gt;. A &lt;a href="http://www.sony.com.my/product/dsc-tx5/sku/dsc-tx5_g+++e32"&gt;Sony DSC-TX5/G&lt;/a&gt; camera would be great. I can rarely bring out my sister’s DSLR. Snapshots are unavailable every time. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHdu7l1gmI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JNIWeJJ18hI/s1600-h/bloggie%20cam%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="bloggie cam" border="0" alt="bloggie cam" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHdvr5ThXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MsD7Jc1J46k/bloggie%20cam_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="178"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bloggie Camera. (RM899)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHdwEkbRPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JI2dsxYYHMM/s1600-h/camera%20tx5%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="camera tx5" border="0" alt="camera tx5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHdw_1FjbI/AAAAAAAAAac/norziJcbA2Q/camera%20tx5_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="182"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TX-5. (RM1299)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Owh damn I want the TX-5.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4462970993974054415?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4462970993974054415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/camera-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4462970993974054415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4462970993974054415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/camera-fan.html' title='Camera Fan.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHdvr5ThXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MsD7Jc1J46k/s72-c/bloggie%20cam_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2837434463912340925</id><published>2010-11-27T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T20:25:42.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble Assets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Every year, this would be the time I spend the most. Like crazy. New Year clothes are essential okay. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I bought like 5 pairs of shorts, a pair of shoes, a new tankini and about 5 tops. :D That would roughly cost RM500? Doesn’t sound as if I bought a lot with that kind of money right? Swim wear is expensive, gotta face that. Nice shorts are too. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But what really has been pinching my purse? Dance fees. HAHA. Exam fees, exam coaching fees, class fees. That alone my friends, costs RM730. This outrageous sum is only for my Latin. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My dad wants to get me another GuZheng. What the heck for? I don’t need another GuZheng (I’ve got 4 at home) which would just sit there and rot. That particular model of GZ is considered top of the range and currently only 3 in the world. I DON’T WANT THAT GZ THAT WOULD COST 10K. Ish. He’s being persistent. Ish ish.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My momma’s birthday’s comin’! We summed up a few choices.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;Family portrait photograph (professional) &lt;li&gt;Facial Spa package &lt;li&gt;Facial Care set &lt;li&gt;Burberry Clutch &lt;li&gt;Gucci Clutch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why are we willing to lavish my momma with such gifts? ‘Cause we love her like crazy. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPeQQ9G96FI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShXJr_ek3XE/s1600-h/imagesCA2BZTVG%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="imagesCA2BZTVG" border="0" alt="imagesCA2BZTVG" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPeQRURsCBI/AAAAAAAAAhw/F3bzQ3tmRiY/imagesCA2BZTVG_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="229" height="229"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Burberry Wristlet. ;) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2837434463912340925?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2837434463912340925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/humble-assets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2837434463912340925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2837434463912340925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/humble-assets.html' title='Humble Assets.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPeQRURsCBI/AAAAAAAAAhw/F3bzQ3tmRiY/s72-c/imagesCA2BZTVG_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1280942503306488227</id><published>2010-11-24T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:45:21.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned December.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kay, jam-packed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My promised ‘week-off’ was somewhat achieved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, back to business. Next week, Interact Conference. 3rd till 5th. Seremban.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I needa go out more often. WITH FRIENDS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND, next ballroom comp’s in 46 freakin’ days. Minus a lot of days. Due to busy-ness. It’ll probably be left around 30 days (average 2 hrs per day). 60 hours. That’s less than 3 full days of practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 dances. Modern Waltz, Quickstep (second loves!), Tango (loves!) and Foxtrot (ish).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to get whatever I did not get last competition. Please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1280942503306488227?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1280942503306488227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/damned-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1280942503306488227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1280942503306488227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/damned-december.html' title='Damned December.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2273490497060525879</id><published>2010-11-24T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:35:14.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Exception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“The Only Exception” by Paramore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s an awesome song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lyrics of the song are so meaningful. Touching. :’)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“None of this is ever worth the risk but, Darling, you are the only exception.” –The Only Exception, Paramore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I’m just drafting this post at 1.40am. Dad just switched off the modem. Ish. Owh well, off to bed so soon? Can’t sleep. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Go to sleeeeeeeep, go to sleeeeeeeeep, go to sleep little Maddie.” “Hush, lil’ Maddie, go to sleep, Momma’s gonna kick you up soon at dawn’s peak.” Whattheeff. See how bored I am?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess ‘em lullabies have their effects. I’m getting sleepy already. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow: Karaoke with Lexy at Adrian and Adriel’s house. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2273490497060525879?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2273490497060525879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/only-exception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2273490497060525879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2273490497060525879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/only-exception.html' title='Only Exception.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4809884464728975074</id><published>2010-11-19T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:20:59.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Whoa, reading back these posts, I feel as if I was living in a depressed, surpressed, black void. Not good, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After spilling your guts to a person, who you can trust, confide to and receive comments without judgement and with humour, is like letting go a burden held on top of your shoulders for quite a while. I love you, Charlene See Kar Mun! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As you can see, I’ve just got a new blog skin. I like it's clean look. Makes my blog look a twinge less messy. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND, I’ve recently got myself a twitter. I don’t have what to do there. I just tweet and tweet. With nothing much to say, really. Guess I’ll just wait a lil’ while more to see. Twitter isn’t social networking like Facebook. Twitter’s more like blogger, with less of a personal touch. But I guess both networks has their own unique pros and cons. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m now chewing on Wrigley’s Extra Strawberry Gum. Something which I’ve never thought I’ll do. Yuck. I still regret popping those 2 pellets into my mouth. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;-Peace out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4809884464728975074?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4809884464728975074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4809884464728975074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4809884464728975074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start?'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2553151888635254578</id><published>2010-11-17T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T00:01:02.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The fact that I haven’t watched a movie in the cinema for so long is depressing. I miss the cinema!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shows like Despicable Me! I heard it was quite cute. Anyway, there’s tones of other shows that I wanna watch too. Like Inception and etc.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m sad. Not only because of feeling outdated. Some people around me can be just jerks. Eff off. Why do I even need to spend my emotions on you? Owh right, because you matter to me. Ish. WHY?! No clue, just because you do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2553151888635254578?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2553151888635254578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/depressed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2553151888635254578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2553151888635254578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/depressed-me.html' title='Depressed Me.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2083112478820758430</id><published>2010-11-15T03:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:36:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, firstly, look at the time of post. It’s 3.40am. So? Sue me. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t know why, maybe insomnia has struck or something, that’s my reason for not being able to sleep. Anyway, I have seriously nothing I can update about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I got a rough schedule of my competitions next year. Muahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;-10th *smth smth* Dance Championships, KL - 9th Jan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-2nd Sri Lanka Interantional Rhythm World Dancesport Championship, Sri Lanka - 3rd July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-The Crown International Dancesport Championship, Melbourne - 16th April&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Siam Cup, Bangkok - 26th March&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-9th Crystal Dancesport Championships, KL- 28th August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-2nd Golden Palm Tree Interantional Dance Competition, KL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-24th Singspore International Ballroom Dancing Championships, S'pore - 6th November&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALL DANCING. Probably more coming! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GuZheng competitions are not confirmed yet. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malaysian National Open- 11th March&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2083112478820758430?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2083112478820758430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleepy-boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2083112478820758430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2083112478820758430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/sleepy-boredom.html' title='Sleepy Boredom.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-9136635288185962367</id><published>2010-11-09T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T22:53:41.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clueless *PICTURES*!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Every time something big happens, I’ll be like, I NEED TO BLOG. But once, I start typing then only I realize that I don’t know what to say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Man, competitions have come and gone. I’ll always miss those times. Good, sweet memories. Never, felt happier in my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I miss the freedom and the breeze of Sepang Gold Coast’s Golden Palm Tree Resort. The beach may not be that clean, but the memories there… NOTHING can replace it. Too bad my camera died so fast.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I’ll let all pictures do the talking. Pictures from Singapore, Sepang, my old ballroom competition and the outing I had with Shasya and Rachel. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLAQwjrII/AAAAAAAAAUE/MUMHeGfLnB8/s1600-h/46599_431528183852_760223852_5002652_690620_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="46599_431528183852_760223852_5002652_690620_n" border="0" alt="46599_431528183852_760223852_5002652_690620_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLBceh3uI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JFHn9kUYg0c/46599_431528183852_760223852_5002652_690620_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="159" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;These are my fav pics&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR3uaMs7OpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/uiaNwe23vdg/s1600-h/DSC_0062_2%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0062_2" border="0" alt="DSC_0062_2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TR3ua-gt1oI/AAAAAAAAAh8/mGQ0Zd3h0cw/DSC_0062_2_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="182" height="194"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLCLHQNDI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RcbWelHUsyY/s1600-h/47139_431945345874_688230874_5215517_2606323_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="47139_431945345874_688230874_5215517_2606323_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945345874_688230874_5215517_2606323_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLC_hPa7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hxQ4_baRBVo/47139_431945345874_688230874_5215517_2606323_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="126" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLD4B78XI/AAAAAAAAAUU/-zP7ibQJz04/s1600-h/47139_431945350874_688230874_5215518_7145258_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="47139_431945350874_688230874_5215518_7145258_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945350874_688230874_5215518_7145258_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLEjum9rI/AAAAAAAAAUY/WVbx4-QC5YU/47139_431945350874_688230874_5215518_7145258_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="159" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLFVXaJeI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3KkO032VOi8/s1600-h/47139_431945360874_688230874_5215520_8047338_n%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="47139_431945360874_688230874_5215520_8047338_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945360874_688230874_5215520_8047338_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLGNQManI/AAAAAAAAAUg/A5t40Ne39Cw/47139_431945360874_688230874_5215520_8047338_n_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="179" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLHNhclQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1uOYiixF9z0/s1600-h/47139_431945365874_688230874_5215521_5862357_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="47139_431945365874_688230874_5215521_5862357_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945365874_688230874_5215521_5862357_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLIGtGC3I/AAAAAAAAAUo/HlqDQif6g10/47139_431945365874_688230874_5215521_5862357_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="159" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLI8ksVwI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EZ5U6fDKtx8/s1600-h/47139_431945370874_688230874_5215522_1022301_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="47139_431945370874_688230874_5215522_1022301_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945370874_688230874_5215522_1022301_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLJWQBIFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/PL11BJmQDj4/47139_431945370874_688230874_5215522_1022301_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="166" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLJ09st5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/l7k5XUi7Hj8/s1600-h/47139_431945375874_688230874_5215523_4013330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="47139_431945375874_688230874_5215523_4013330_n" border="0" alt="47139_431945375874_688230874_5215523_4013330_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLKlt0vZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/DJTxg7X4Nuk/47139_431945375874_688230874_5215523_4013330_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="219"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLNxCYDDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RGoZJ6NntKo/s1600-h/58722_431945445874_688230874_5215526_5609320_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="58722_431945445874_688230874_5215526_5609320_n" border="0" alt="58722_431945445874_688230874_5215526_5609320_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLOm6PDzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/K0IBclgmCLs/58722_431945445874_688230874_5215526_5609320_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="159"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLPeGzWeI/AAAAAAAAAiM/74ORD23rqjY/s1600-h/61905_431945245874_688230874_5215512_7220894_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="61905_431945245874_688230874_5215512_7220894_s" border="0" alt="61905_431945245874_688230874_5215512_7220894_s" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLQHaZIYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MSVpy5BmcIc/61905_431945245874_688230874_5215512_7220894_s_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="111" height="162"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLQ7wCTWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/g1tj0RBEqTI/s1600-h/IMG_0151%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0151" border="0" alt="IMG_0151" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLR_ZEhYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XG8G-d_IhrE/IMG_0151_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLSv4LrII/AAAAAAAAAVc/JwzKtLo922A/s1600-h/33896_172846972729249_100000118431170_645412_1478155_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="33896_172846972729249_100000118431170_645412_1478155_n" border="0" alt="33896_172846972729249_100000118431170_645412_1478155_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLTd-G-wI/AAAAAAAAAVg/CoAWNs43uiw/33896_172846972729249_100000118431170_645412_1478155_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="179" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLUQ-qSOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/BL4bOQoss6Y/s1600-h/33928_172853802728566_100000118431170_645595_6398643_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="33928_172853802728566_100000118431170_645595_6398643_n" border="0" alt="33928_172853802728566_100000118431170_645595_6398643_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLVbV-5qI/AAAAAAAAAVo/L1BJp-ccDDw/33928_172853802728566_100000118431170_645595_6398643_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLWJFlyMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vdHrN1BKd_M/s1600-h/71675_1450790276878_1446883691_31038181_6235850_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="71675_1450790276878_1446883691_31038181_6235850_n" border="0" alt="71675_1450790276878_1446883691_31038181_6235850_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLXAf6sbI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ATLpJU2ZNas/71675_1450790276878_1446883691_31038181_6235850_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="152" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLYCDpVcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/zXy2p3zBqFk/s1600-h/68708_172860492727897_100000118431170_645663_7211995_n%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="68708_172860492727897_100000118431170_645663_7211995_n" border="0" alt="68708_172860492727897_100000118431170_645663_7211995_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLY1jCOWI/AAAAAAAAAV4/c6E6fkSxaMM/68708_172860492727897_100000118431170_645663_7211995_n_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="176"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLZ7X6kvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/h4Qvc7LjHFk/s1600-h/71931_172862582727688_100000118431170_645711_1354602_n%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="71931_172862582727688_100000118431170_645711_1354602_n" border="0" alt="71931_172862582727688_100000118431170_645711_1354602_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLap2oPqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/4MRfsj6P4yA/71931_172862582727688_100000118431170_645711_1354602_n_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="212" height="162"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLbsULgnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/icaEcXCBBkM/s1600-h/72734_172847526062527_100000118431170_645433_7530847_n%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="72734_172847526062527_100000118431170_645433_7530847_n" border="0" alt="72734_172847526062527_100000118431170_645433_7530847_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLcT8rMJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/BWwiI8J6qUM/72734_172847526062527_100000118431170_645433_7530847_n_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="208" height="169"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLdMApM5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/3I59EnNMoaM/s1600-h/73427_172862506061029_100000118431170_645707_7101123_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="73427_172862506061029_100000118431170_645707_7101123_n" border="0" alt="73427_172862506061029_100000118431170_645707_7101123_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLdzj7dTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kUdCeV1Pddg/73427_172862506061029_100000118431170_645707_7101123_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="172"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLe6-v8xI/AAAAAAAAAWU/NrDNfea8G_Y/s1600-h/73522_172857272728219_100000118431170_645636_1545731_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="73522_172857272728219_100000118431170_645636_1545731_n" border="0" alt="73522_172857272728219_100000118431170_645636_1545731_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLfaCzzoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dUtydM5smmE/73522_172857272728219_100000118431170_645636_1545731_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="169"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLg04aWMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/e4pjH1U0PhA/s1600-h/73985_172847329395880_100000118431170_645427_1782034_n%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="73985_172847329395880_100000118431170_645427_1782034_n" border="0" alt="73985_172847329395880_100000118431170_645427_1782034_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLh2Zlv6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/MO64peeBJ2k/73985_172847329395880_100000118431170_645427_1782034_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="172"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLinTxp4I/AAAAAAAAAWk/N_IYK3kKzuc/s1600-h/74298_171811432832803_100000118431170_637275_5251459_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="74298_171811432832803_100000118431170_637275_5251459_n" border="0" alt="74298_171811432832803_100000118431170_637275_5251459_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLjyYjhoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vsy-BM6NVwI/74298_171811432832803_100000118431170_637275_5251459_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="177"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLk475miI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xuy7x74ESYg/s1600-h/75736_172853842728562_100000118431170_645598_4232000_n%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="75736_172853842728562_100000118431170_645598_4232000_n" border="0" alt="75736_172853842728562_100000118431170_645598_4232000_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLmMrDAyI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wBCHjq5wf1I/75736_172853842728562_100000118431170_645598_4232000_n_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="179"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLnP2okVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7fU4IBXtbVw/s1600-h/75759_172862539394359_100000118431170_645708_460512_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="75759_172862539394359_100000118431170_645708_460512_n" border="0" alt="75759_172862539394359_100000118431170_645708_460512_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLodnEa_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/FbJvSRswi9I/75759_172862539394359_100000118431170_645708_460512_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLpSBGwEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/G4KHX-lQgdM/s1600-h/76119_172864536060826_100000118431170_645740_2178636_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="76119_172864536060826_100000118431170_645740_2178636_n" border="0" alt="76119_172864536060826_100000118431170_645740_2178636_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLqaTul3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/BhaOETwBLFA/76119_172864536060826_100000118431170_645740_2178636_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="183" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLrOxecTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/bZET1L1rGSQ/s1600-h/76130_453154318852_760223852_5409789_7375385_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="76130_453154318852_760223852_5409789_7375385_n" border="0" alt="76130_453154318852_760223852_5409789_7375385_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLsAzcXtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/d2ngUGKWD_k/76130_453154318852_760223852_5409789_7375385_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="146" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLtMbUT7I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IeAt7bCFhvE/s1600-h/76175_172860452727901_100000118431170_645662_3479387_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="76175_172860452727901_100000118431170_645662_3479387_n" border="0" alt="76175_172860452727901_100000118431170_645662_3479387_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLt87EO1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/KIlh0zB8B0U/76175_172860452727901_100000118431170_645662_3479387_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLu6l_c_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/tNGQ-rUOAUY/s1600-h/148350_172862372727709_100000118431170_645705_2420920_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="148350_172862372727709_100000118431170_645705_2420920_n" border="0" alt="148350_172862372727709_100000118431170_645705_2420920_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLv43KuWI/AAAAAAAAAXc/O43tZ88mDp0/148350_172862372727709_100000118431170_645705_2420920_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLw_FMq4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/IaBhhF5omYc/s1600-h/149438_1454838338077_1446883691_31044169_1885098_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="149438_1454838338077_1446883691_31044169_1885098_n" border="0" alt="149438_1454838338077_1446883691_31044169_1885098_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLxqmeKyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ZPPWoMq39_o/149438_1454838338077_1446883691_31044169_1885098_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="205"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLydwhvNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/G1ig-RWjhRY/s1600-h/DSC_0281%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0281" border="0" alt="DSC_0281" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLy335_wI/AAAAAAAAAXs/IOjdyMaTC0A/DSC_0281_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLz-Bko3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/eKeRyAm9TWU/s1600-h/DSC_0282%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0282" border="0" alt="DSC_0282" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL0SbM8qI/AAAAAAAAAX0/aCvw7eRODMw/DSC_0282_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL1MDRZOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/kOqUdkw5Pkg/s1600-h/DSC_0283%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0283" border="0" alt="DSC_0283" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL2B-BCII/AAAAAAAAAX8/aj-QpKIBaLQ/DSC_0283_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL26yMyHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/028T-O_h1Z8/s1600-h/DSC_0290%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0290" border="0" alt="DSC_0290" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL33l3bSI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Dl5BWtw4PQc/DSC_0290_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL4l4MfdI/AAAAAAAAAYI/T4ltB6e4S_w/s1600-h/DSC_0301%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0301" border="0" alt="DSC_0301" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL5cwqcsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/hbKoupNu4OM/DSC_0301_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL6AIlKTI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jouDaNdn1dE/s1600-h/DSC_0304%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_0304" border="0" alt="DSC_0304" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL6_5UgGI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pk2CIPQ9uQw/DSC_0304_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL78UZA7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/yh5Za5DTkYk/s1600-h/IMG_0088%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0088" border="0" alt="IMG_0088" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL8vMVvjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/E1SFJDtoTDM/IMG_0088_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL9kLE6bI/AAAAAAAAAYg/hxLfT5NriYk/s1600-h/IMG_0089%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0089" border="0" alt="IMG_0089" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL-HEhxCI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0o2IG2wLOrg/IMG_0089_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhL_UWtWCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/VCZqK5NmPnw/s1600-h/IMG_0092%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0092" border="0" alt="IMG_0092" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMACcE9jI/AAAAAAAAAYs/eEhTUC7ZZo0/IMG_0092_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMA4DUH1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/a3YkSPpZ-4M/s1600-h/IMG_0097%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0097" border="0" alt="IMG_0097" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMBWNf5kI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ZPsQGTb2ZEs/IMG_0097_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMCD8j_4I/AAAAAAAAAY4/PtM6YNdTBUo/s1600-h/IMG_0102%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0102" border="0" alt="IMG_0102" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMDJm3quI/AAAAAAAAAY8/PVsMNCPe2SE/IMG_0102_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMEKpDZTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Ef2AoTfeIzE/s1600-h/IMG_0103%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0103" border="0" alt="IMG_0103" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMEmFKDaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Eo61wjNuf0o/IMG_0103_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMFExtYHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/FPpxio6WJ5c/s1600-h/IMG_0108%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0108" border="0" alt="IMG_0108" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMF8MpLkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FPQbx63hudw/IMG_0108_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMG6ImgzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/D4VCwhCOJlg/s1600-h/IMG_0122%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0122" border="0" alt="IMG_0122" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMHiji8gI/AAAAAAAAAZU/eIB1GKM61xk/IMG_0122_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMISD-6cI/AAAAAAAAAZY/xekiqjBakqo/s1600-h/IMG_0126%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0126" border="0" alt="IMG_0126" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMJEZojWI/AAAAAAAAAZc/WWCi61vFd20/IMG_0126_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMJw8lIHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZvvNPN5WMYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0134%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0134" border="0" alt="IMG_0134" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMKvOgH5I/AAAAAAAAAZk/lLAtKA16MMg/IMG_0134_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMLI-acaI/AAAAAAAAAZo/6R170tkFBHY/s1600-h/IMG_0135%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0135" border="0" alt="IMG_0135" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMLn-IfqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/rzwYHM7ayWg/IMG_0135_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMNK8V2EI/AAAAAAAAAZw/1NczUT8n-3w/s1600-h/IMG_0138%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0138" border="0" alt="IMG_0138" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMNrv-1pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SGmBlL34XaM/IMG_0138_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMOeocRvI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/N1GBjOJROVY/s1600-h/IMG_0141%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0141" border="0" alt="IMG_0141" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMOyic8cI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/gpKnM8Azlys/IMG_0141_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMP8FW65I/AAAAAAAAAaA/aby9VU9nPIU/s1600-h/IMG_0144%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0144" border="0" alt="IMG_0144" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMQT7-zhI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1WKr1fqtA_g/IMG_0144_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMRSya16I/AAAAAAAAAaI/zl2OYSSO5JE/s1600-h/IMG_0147%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0147" border="0" alt="IMG_0147" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhMSq8DqXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/WsakQCsxNKw/IMG_0147_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-ctFNybI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ibaKnb4IP20/s1600-h/IMG_0140%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0140" border="0" alt="IMG_0140" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-dgATdXI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/KJje6dWzjok/IMG_0140_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-fZcZ72I/AAAAAAAAAcU/LxUVj-BdApA/s1600-h/IMG_0142%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0142" border="0" alt="IMG_0142" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-hCy257I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ejQuXKbS4A4/IMG_0142_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-iDbu6tI/AAAAAAAAAcc/R8Bqk-4iCNk/s1600-h/IMG_0139%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_0139" border="0" alt="IMG_0139" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPP-i--hGjI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Xu8wC2_z8YQ/IMG_0139_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-9136635288185962367?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9136635288185962367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/clueless-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/9136635288185962367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/9136635288185962367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/clueless-me.html' title='Clueless *PICTURES*!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TNhLBceh3uI/AAAAAAAAAUI/JFHn9kUYg0c/s72-c/46599_431528183852_760223852_5002652_690620_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4697938458181180278</id><published>2010-10-23T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:19:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Fatigued.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t ever think I’ve been this tired before in my entire life. Like seriously.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Went to Pudu in the morning to get some “bling bling” for my Latin costume. Then rushed back to SS14’s studio for practice (LATE!). Practiced from 11 till 12.30? COMPETITION’S NEXT WEEK!!! D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kay then, rushed back home to shower, then rushed to GuZheng class. (Was late due to forgetting my extended GuZheng lesson hours). After that, went to look for some stuff around Taipan. After that had Latin exam coaching class for an hour, then went to Old Taste for a bit of snack with Shasya and Rachel. Wow, I have never, ever, ever heard such scandalous gossip in my entire life. :0&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then had competition coaching class. Extended. While dancing all I could hear was the beats and my own breathing. It was like I had ear block or something. While they were still practicing, I checked my phone and oops, 8 missed calls. Haha, sorry Mom! She was already downstairs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was almost dead walking down the stairs (still haven’t got my breath back). Now I’m like dead tired. The ONLY time I’ve EVER been more tired is the time I fainted 4 times in the morning. :DDD Heh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, my dancing still suck like WTHeck. Timing, head up, spine straight, keep your knees strong. Haih. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gonna go die for a lil’ while now. Ciao peeps! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4697938458181180278?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4697938458181180278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/dead-fatigued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4697938458181180278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4697938458181180278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/dead-fatigued.html' title='Dead Fatigued.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6842058858116522889</id><published>2010-10-22T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T18:47:53.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Catastrophe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, due to extreme boredom and nobody seems to be talking to me, I’ve updated the &lt;a href="http://interactsmksu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Interact Blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I. Was. Dumbfounded.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everything there was quite complicated. It wasn’t organized, really. Don’t get me wrong, the posts were great. But seriously, it was quite hard to navigate away the older stuff. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was randomly jumping through blogs. I found this blog, I ain’t telling you what or who. I WAS LIKE.. WTHECK.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This blogger, a girl, 15. She’s the rich-ass type (parents got her LV and Gucci bags for her birthday). Anyway, she’s quite the diva. With photographers and fans and admirers. She has a Face book fan page (opened herself) with over 1,500 fans. I burst out laughing till my tummy cramped. HILARIOUS. But she’s quite pretty, I gotta admit. In that sweet, flawless look. And she’s a dancer too. I guess that’s all I care about. Haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6842058858116522889?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6842058858116522889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/blogging-catastrophe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6842058858116522889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6842058858116522889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/blogging-catastrophe.html' title='Blogging Catastrophe.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-550103645446363941</id><published>2010-10-22T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:40:26.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moreover Lies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have no idea what the title means. Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, staying at home with tones of stuff to do sucks as much as going to school. I need a break, shit. And the weather’s effin’ hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girl who seemed unbreakable, broke; the girl who always laughed, cried; the girl who never stop trying, finally gave up. She dropped a fake smile as a tear ran down her cheek and she whispered to herself "I can't do this anymore" – Facebook like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Wonder when that’s gonna happen to me. Yikes!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I just watched Glee’s Season 2 Episode 4 – Duets. HOLY CRAP I LOVE THAT EPISODE. Somehow I find Sam and Quinn really cute together, despite Sam’s Bieber looks. But the song “Lucky” by Jason Mraz that they sang together was perfect. *Stuck in my head*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Lucky I’m love with my best friend, Lucky to have been where I have been, Lucky to be coming home again..~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Ignore this post, I’m going crazy and this is evidence of my boredom*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-550103645446363941?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/550103645446363941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/moreover-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/550103645446363941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/550103645446363941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/moreover-lies.html' title='Moreover Lies.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-789226040976763347</id><published>2010-10-19T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T11:11:15.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*Blows off the unusually thick layer of dust*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sorry I’ve been lacking on the posting for so long, so much has changed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;PMR’s over. I got a guitar. I’m going for my first Latin competition in a week. I’m going to Singapore for the first time next week. I’m going overseas for a dance competition for the first time in my life. My first Interact Funding Project as the Funding Director 2010/2011. And I’m single.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So much changes right? I’m so bored and lifeless nowadays. Nothing to do. No, that’s not true. I got a hell lot of stuff to do. Gotta practice my Cha Cha, Jive and Rumba. Weeeeeeeeee~ Dance dance dance! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-789226040976763347?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/789226040976763347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/single-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/789226040976763347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/789226040976763347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/single-changes.html' title='Single Changes.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5265177120582612631</id><published>2010-09-01T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T14:52:39.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Over-rules.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Waking up at 4am after sleeping at 12am isn’t easy. But heck, I did it! Haha *So proud of myself*. It’s the day! The 8th Crystal Dancesport Championship!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH337ZRZP7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/dWqf7qRtSmI/s1600-h/images8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="images" border="0" alt="images" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH33_-mePCI/AAAAAAAAATU/WhaiogkTRCg/images_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800" width="170" height="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Registration there was at 7am. So me and my sister (we competed) had to get out of the house by 6 30. But knowing us girls, we got out at 6 45. Thank goodness for my dad’s driving, we reached Berjaya Times Square in 15 mins. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I ran to Shaw Parade in my Ballroom gown and shoes. Then ran back just in time to dance. (They were already lining up). Billy said never to take 2 competitions at once. He’ll get a heart attack. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Many, many contestants. Didn’t get to take pics of myself dancing. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pictures shall do the talking. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0060" border="0" alt="DSC_0060" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34AndFiCI/AAAAAAAAATY/_OM4qS17wts/DSC_0060_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The waiting area for prize giving.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0082" border="0" alt="DSC_0082" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34BFt61tI/AAAAAAAAATc/sjy5ubSQYhE/DSC_0082_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So many people. Haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0059" border="0" alt="DSC_0059" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34Bv1fL8I/AAAAAAAAATg/S-l-vDTIoqM/DSC_0059_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is where I wanna stand and will stand next time. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34CZ_aYjI/AAAAAAAAATk/hVxdVx83LWY/s1600-h/DSC_0061%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0061" border="0" alt="DSC_0061" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34Cz1BYYI/AAAAAAAAATo/UIpTUPQNe2w/DSC_0061_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My sis got bored. She attacked us with the camera.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34DgZYUDI/AAAAAAAAATs/I6kp0_NKn1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0062%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0062" border="0" alt="DSC_0062" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34EKTopMI/AAAAAAAAATw/PUGbSOh_uBY/DSC_0062_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="226" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34Eq0JTWI/AAAAAAAAAT0/pSwPC5Kr39w/s1600-h/DSC_0086%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0086" border="0" alt="DSC_0086" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34FAgviII/AAAAAAAAAT4/vCo82il-Dws/DSC_0086_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;6th place. *Blurred* :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0097" border="0" alt="DSC_0097" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34M9XXzII/AAAAAAAAAT8/pR97b0RDqGE/DSC_0097_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not really satisfied though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_0115" border="0" alt="DSC_0115" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH34NXQnbPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aLLqobr83kQ/DSC_0115_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Most of them don’t really look M’sian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t say I’m happy with the results. But hey, we’ve only been learning for 2 months. And training for less than 3 weeks. Haha. With a routine that’s not even Bronze Medal. All the others were probably Silver.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shall do better next time. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5265177120582612631?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5265177120582612631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/09/hectic-over-rules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5265177120582612631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5265177120582612631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/09/hectic-over-rules.html' title='Hectic Over-rules.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TH33_-mePCI/AAAAAAAAATU/WhaiogkTRCg/s72-c/images_thumb6.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1035278935187904082</id><published>2010-08-29T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:03:34.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interactive Fame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Saturday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Woke up around 6 after dance practice (till 1). Got ready. ILTS! &lt;em&gt;Interact Leadership Training Seminar&lt;/em&gt;. Reached school around 7 30. Bus was late. Reached Catholic High School around 8 50.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joint ILTS. Petaling Jaya and Bandar Sunway. 10 Schools.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Bandar Sunway - &lt;/font&gt;SMK Subang Utama, SMK Seafield, SMK SS17, SMK Bandar Sunway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Petaling Jaya - &lt;/font&gt;SM Assunta, SM (L) Bukit Bintang, SMJK Catholic, SM (L) La Salle, SM (P) Sri Aman, SMK Sultan Abdul Samad&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the seminar, I learnt a lot about my post as Funding Director. Met new people. But had to leave early, right before Bandar Sunway’s ICC Election. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because…&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="41220_143159472389973_128016730570914_221976_5100427_n" border="0" alt="41220_143159472389973_128016730570914_221976_5100427_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxUS2ZoGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VJ_WZBDBITY/41220_143159472389973_128016730570914_221976_5100427_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="174"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxVJdz5OI/AAAAAAAAATA/zrT8dCD6bLo/s1600-h/45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s" border="0" alt="45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxVsxu-RI/AAAAAAAAATE/AFG9185cgAI/45985_418904668371_686278371_5067025_6982617_s_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="134" height="91"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxWDZDzyI/AAAAAAAAATI/PA4m32rHWVc/s1600-h/41115_143157825723471_128016730570914_221946_8170087_s%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="41115_143157825723471_128016730570914_221946_8170087_s" border="0" alt="41115_143157825723471_128016730570914_221946_8170087_s" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxW5J-G-I/AAAAAAAAATM/m-9Ow6aCrE8/41115_143157825723471_128016730570914_221946_8170087_s_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="76" height="130"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m in the finals! Which is the next day, same time as my ballroom competition. My dad was talking to the organizer about my schedule tomorrow. He said I could come and perform anytime. *Such a nice guy* He also said I’m so famous, having to run here and there. I was like *HAHAHA, Whattheheck*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the Competition (6pm++) I went to eat cause I haven’t eaten anything since 10am. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then I went for Guzheng class. Till around 9. Supposed to go for dance practice but there isn’t any available studios. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next day is gonna be hectic. I hope not. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1035278935187904082?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1035278935187904082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/interactive-fame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1035278935187904082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1035278935187904082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/interactive-fame.html' title='Interactive Fame.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/THsxUS2ZoGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VJ_WZBDBITY/s72-c/41220_143159472389973_128016730570914_221976_5100427_n_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6377230514013032250</id><published>2010-08-06T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:20:16.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Surprises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is THE day. The announcing of the new SMKSU Interact Club’s incoming BOD 2010/2011.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was late for the meeting due to having baked for KH during the last 3 periods. There wasn’t much time. So baking ended late, arrival of me and YiHua for the general meeting was late.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, here are your new Board of Directors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;President : Sara&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vice President : Melanie&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Secretary : Jo Anne&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. Secretary : YiHua&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Treasurer : Lisa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. Treasurer : Pei En&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Club Service Dir. : Tze Yun&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. Club Service Dir. : Ganendra&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Comm. Service Dir. : Jasmine&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. Comm. Service Dir : Stephen&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funding Dir. : Madeline!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. Funding Dir. : Charlene!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I.U. Dir. : Charissa&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asst. I.U. Dir. : Aravin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;S.A.A and editor and sub-editor posts have been abolished. :( Why do I get a feeling that SAA’s job now goes to club service and editor’s work goes to funding. Hmmm…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I’m really glad with my post! Me and Tze Yun got senior posts for&amp;nbsp; juniors! :D:D And my &lt;strong&gt;dearest assistant&lt;/strong&gt; is none other than my awesome, awesome-est friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlene See Kar Mun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yay me! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, things left to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Plan installation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Get ready for ILTS?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Get ready for Guzheng performance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Get ready for Guzheng exam.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Study for trials and PMR.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Practice for ballroom competition. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s such sheer bliss being me. Call me weird but I love stress! Haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6377230514013032250?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6377230514013032250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/senior-surprises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6377230514013032250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6377230514013032250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/senior-surprises.html' title='Senior Surprises.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5990989499983111770</id><published>2010-07-31T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:21:33.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview Jitters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it’s been almost a month since I blogged anything. So many things/events has passed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Firstly, HAPPY BELATED B’DAY, CHARLENE SEE KAR MUN (20th July).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Interact I.U Day (24th July), Culture Shock, featuring Spain, Hawaii and Japan. IT ROCKED. Those of you who didn’t make it, your lost.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, PMR trials are in 2 weeks. I haven’t started studying.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Guzheng trial exam concert’s also in 2 weeks. I haven’t memorized the song.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Interact Incoming BOD interview’s just ended! Weee~ It was not bad. Quite good, I might say. I didn’t know what on Earth was the Rotary 4-way test. Now I know. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5990989499983111770?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5990989499983111770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview-jitters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5990989499983111770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5990989499983111770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/interview-jitters.html' title='Interview Jitters.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5344286482023762243</id><published>2010-07-04T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:42:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions’ Installation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not bad. Performance not bad. No stress. Not much stressed left. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The president, Lion Meger, was polite. Cause I needed to get home ASAP. Poor Meity’s still there. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, he walked me down 3 floors and saw me out. In which my Dad concluded that the 50-year old man had the heart to at least sent me out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;LESS STRESSED! :D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5344286482023762243?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5344286482023762243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/lions-installation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5344286482023762243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5344286482023762243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/lions-installation.html' title='Lions’ Installation.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7069515334029845717</id><published>2010-07-04T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:46:48.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside’s Downside.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;THE VARIETTES ARE IN THE TALENT QUEST FINALS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why doesn’t anybody know our group name? Anyway. Yeah. I’m in the finals! WoooHOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we got a Lion’s installation performance later. My mom didn’t know my dad lemme go. She cooked quite a meal but I can’t actually eat with them. Haih. Damnit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7069515334029845717?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7069515334029845717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/upsides-downside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7069515334029845717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7069515334029845717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/upsides-downside.html' title='Upside’s Downside.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-4891395717684395030</id><published>2010-07-02T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T17:47:27.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi Finals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Semis are in 2 days. 2 damned days. Choreography still ain’t fully done, thanks to yours truly, I’m a failure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Variettes are supposed to perform after the semi-finals, at Armada Hotel. For the Lion’s Installation. I ain’t even in Leo, I’m in Interact! AND the stage is carpeted, small. And the Lions want us to do 2 friggin’ dances. OMG WTH. And no pay. Why am I doing this? Somebody said yes too soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, moving on, &lt;strong&gt;it’s at ARMADA HOTEL. As in next to PJ Hilton&lt;/strong&gt;. SHIT. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Double shit. &lt;em&gt;For a bunch of 50 year olds.&lt;/em&gt; Extreme shit. My mom has already said no. I’m hoping my dad would say yes. I know ways but the problem is, he ain’t around now. Haih. Come back soon, Dy! :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stressed to the max. Stress is like 90% of my life. &lt;strike&gt;Owh wow. Such joy.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stuff to do: NIE. Talent Quest. GuZheng exam. Lion’s Installation. IU Day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Owhmygoodnessgraciousness. D:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-4891395717684395030?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4891395717684395030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/semi-finals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4891395717684395030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/4891395717684395030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/semi-finals.html' title='Semi Finals!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6713781272731384065</id><published>2010-06-30T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:23:44.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~~~ I GOT 4th PLACE IN CLASS! ECSTATIC-NESS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today we had a lot of free periods. I played Chor Dai Di in class. Won 4 outta 7 rounds in 15 minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dance practice was kinda progressive for choreography. Meity’s got the hang of the steps easily. (It’s her choreography after all). I can’t really catch up cause the steps are like kinda messy and all over the place but otherwise okaaaaaay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I GOTTA TRAIN HARDER. DAMNN.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6713781272731384065?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6713781272731384065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6713781272731384065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6713781272731384065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-results.html' title='Moving Results.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5209301143614861575</id><published>2010-06-25T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:58:26.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Treats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------------------Edited---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is the day which I turn 15. Wheeeee!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AWESOME DAY!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;School was extremely boring before recess. During recess however, there was cakeeeeeeee!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cake was choc and cream (I love cream).&lt;/strong&gt; There was these 2 lil’ orange bears on top. Some said it was edible while some said it wasn’t. I took a bite. I couldn’t decide whether it was wax or orange stuff. Kyle ate it, he said it was wax then he said it was some orange, edible thing. *Thank goodness*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While eating, &lt;strong&gt;Pei En, Ashley, Charlene, Denyse, Yee Hui&lt;/strong&gt; and countless other people, splattered cream and icing all over my face. OILY! Had tones of laughs and fun though. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;KH was rather dull as usual. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afterwards, I got wet. 3 times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#1. Right after school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; #2. Before Interact meeting&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; #3. After Interact meeting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE ME PRESSIES. LOVE ME CARD. LOVE ME CAKES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Especially LOVE me friends. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dinner! Had real FINE dinning. Wine and everything. I had South African White Wine. :D I kept the bottle. I’ll post the pics sometime later. Tired right now. Ciaoooo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-----------------PICTURES------------- (5 months later)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiF4IaoDI/AAAAAAAAAck/XZu_Rw6Jsi4/s1600-h/DSC_0792%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0792" border="0" alt="DSC_0792" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiGr1oUgI/AAAAAAAAAco/Dix4TDXo-lM/DSC_0792_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiHTxAVKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pM61Z7nSI-E/s1600-h/DSC_0732%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0732" border="0" alt="DSC_0732" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiH3Leh4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/ASr0yJtGx_4/DSC_0732_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiIhQaUzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UPPM-0rqLkM/s1600-h/DSC_0736%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0736" border="0" alt="DSC_0736" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiJI1_YzI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hn1mAObNt0U/DSC_0736_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiJ8BFhpI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4ZzAsgGlv1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0739%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0739" border="0" alt="DSC_0739" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiKfWrbLI/AAAAAAAAAdA/tLqSwWYdQa0/DSC_0739_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiLdrX8JI/AAAAAAAAAdE/q_TeIIUI4DA/s1600-h/DSC_0746%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0746" border="0" alt="DSC_0746" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiMP2iavI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dAyKcVVJlg4/DSC_0746_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiM01zUCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/2kJ9iAVZwfI/s1600-h/DSC_0750%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0750" border="0" alt="DSC_0750" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiNqGIqAI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/0742YC0kBwo/DSC_0750_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiO_xle5I/AAAAAAAAAdU/yA4MYXnvtSo/s1600-h/DSC_0766%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0766" border="0" alt="DSC_0766" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiPyui2RI/AAAAAAAAAdY/HvUSGFxIFYs/DSC_0766_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiQjIyNII/AAAAAAAAAdc/SN0nRUWM49c/s1600-h/DSC_0770%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0770" border="0" alt="DSC_0770" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiSPNDm0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/RvUhyg6IJ9U/DSC_0770_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiS-Q0pSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/_nJ2Je_6DVo/s1600-h/DSC_0773%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0773" border="0" alt="DSC_0773" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiTpYkeXI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0Ak4-SJc-CI/DSC_0773_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiUj3by4I/AAAAAAAAAds/DaGm-Yajl5Y/s1600-h/DSC_0779%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0779" border="0" alt="DSC_0779" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiVeuYNKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/w8tvhMEAjq0/DSC_0779_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiWGXywnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/lF-Mc7F0B2A/s1600-h/DSC_0780%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0780" border="0" alt="DSC_0780" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiWsCveiI/AAAAAAAAAd4/FIiu7Js6H8s/DSC_0780_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiXYcZ8XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/qVkeRglyPW4/s1600-h/DSC_0783%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0783" border="0" alt="DSC_0783" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiYENavgI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6YNt7-Rk6iE/DSC_0783_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZidoz2qgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/hf3nT6Gf1Is/s1600-h/DSC_0789%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0789" border="0" alt="DSC_0789" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZie57FD_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/UGhX6uIa1CU/DSC_0789_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZig4tOmvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/fOOf_ho3_hM/s1600-h/DSC_0790%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0790" border="0" alt="DSC_0790" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZih0Gl1JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XebAbG_olRw/DSC_0790_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiigZA-AI/AAAAAAAAAeU/RInxdiOXe-0/s1600-h/DSC_0791%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0791" border="0" alt="DSC_0791" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZikKswITI/AAAAAAAAAeY/EbsRcz8MM2w/DSC_0791_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5209301143614861575?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5209301143614861575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-treats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5209301143614861575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5209301143614861575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-treats.html' title='Birthday Treats!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZiGr1oUgI/AAAAAAAAAco/Dix4TDXo-lM/s72-c/DSC_0792_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3226075075946159090</id><published>2010-06-16T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:06:47.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, I kinda like this new layout. It’s chic. Love the tones. It’s sophisticated, no? Haha. How’d ya like it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve watched “&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Prince of Persia: Sands of Time&lt;/font&gt;” today. AWESOME show. Nice casting, nice directing, nice graphics and nice plotting. Watched “&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Karate Kid&lt;/font&gt;” yesterday. Was good too, but I still prefer &lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Prince of Persia&lt;/font&gt;. It has a more &lt;em&gt;unpredictable storyline&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjzzJHLAAI/AAAAAAAAASU/lGx52Q-CR0Y/s1600-h/images3%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="images3" border="0" alt="images3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz0PFohxI/AAAAAAAAASY/hKyAclj0aXA/images3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="99" height="145"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prince of Persia: Sands of Time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz0vlpSnI/AAAAAAAAASc/rcphvZtCLg0/s1600-h/images9%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="images9" border="0" alt="images9" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz1RBjzvI/AAAAAAAAASg/DU8gwaWWTBg/images9_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="98" height="146"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The star of the show: Jake Gyllenhaal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz1nLZ7FI/AAAAAAAAASk/u--etzQBTJY/s1600-h/images10%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="images10" border="0" alt="images10" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz2znZgUI/AAAAAAAAASo/YtWp14rj6qY/images10_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="102" height="149"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Karate Kid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz4XnwtmI/AAAAAAAAASs/Axscm3-8onQ/s1600-h/imagesCABM5CCH%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="imagesCABM5CCH" border="0" alt="imagesCABM5CCH" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz7AA33bI/AAAAAAAAASw/hX7BGtSWc6g/imagesCABM5CCH_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="117" height="131"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cast: Jaden Smith and Jackie Chan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfect clothes&lt;/em&gt; are undoubtly hard to find. I searched the entire&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; Sunway Pyramid&lt;/font&gt; just to find a &lt;em&gt;formal, white, long-sleeved shirt with subtle pinstripes&lt;/em&gt; but failed miserably. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;The next time I go to &lt;font color="#008080"&gt;Empire Gallery&lt;/font&gt;, which would be… Tomorrow! I must get the book “&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;A Little Princess&lt;/font&gt;”. The movie was great, I wonder how would the book be like. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3226075075946159090?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3226075075946159090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-layers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3226075075946159090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3226075075946159090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-layers.html' title='New Layers.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBjz0PFohxI/AAAAAAAAASY/hKyAclj0aXA/s72-c/images3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-881819144521788382</id><published>2010-06-16T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:27:31.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballroom Craze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just got back from ballroom. Hyped up!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just to make it clear, Standard Ballroom and Latin American Ballroom is different. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqiJ1YVlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_5NulHh6KJg/s1600-h/imagesCAWVGQ12%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="imagesCAWVGQ12" border="0" alt="imagesCAWVGQ12" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqin_S2_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eB5Mm2UHI6o/imagesCAWVGQ12_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="154"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is Standard Ballroom. Slow. Elegant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqjkV95UI/AAAAAAAAAR8/8JYvOfOJ-Aw/s1600-h/images4%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="images4" border="0" alt="images4" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqks0D67I/AAAAAAAAASA/fdCWj2DAJFQ/images4_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="101" height="140"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Latin American Ballroom. Fast. Sexy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqmIrBzDI/AAAAAAAAASE/QMzejRzACpk/s1600-h/images%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="images" border="0" alt="images" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqntzFMSI/AAAAAAAAASI/-UIftAFisYI/images_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="118" height="120"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Standard Ballroom. Graceful. Prestigious. Romantic.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqorfl-CI/AAAAAAAAASM/uLmtXYCLNuM/s1600-h/latin2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="latin2" border="0" alt="latin2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqps_LKCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/xAxkl0rn5wY/latin2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="106" height="152"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Latin American Ballroom. Sassy. Flexible. Lively.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I just got my first standard ballroom shoes. Ouch, ouch, ouch. New shoes = blisters. But they’re worth it. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I LOVE BALLROOM DANCING! :D:D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-881819144521788382?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/881819144521788382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/ballroom-craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/881819144521788382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/881819144521788382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/ballroom-craze.html' title='Ballroom Craze.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TBeqin_S2_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/eB5Mm2UHI6o/s72-c/imagesCAWVGQ12_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7339169271845907239</id><published>2010-06-08T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:15:37.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton Project?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng’s&lt;/font&gt; house to do our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Science&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; project. The group had &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;me&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Nisa&lt;/font&gt; (she couldn’t make it), &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Samuel&lt;/font&gt;. I was the only girl there at that time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reached around 11.30, we did most of the stuff until like 3pm then had lunch there then continued with the project then we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;the park&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at 5.30. There was 6 of us then, including &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng’s younger brother&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;cousin&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;*Still the only girl*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They wanted to play &lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;badminton&lt;/font&gt; but only had 4 rackets. BUT, they had a &lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/font&gt;! :D So I played with &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/font&gt;, then we raced to the swings then had the “See-who-can-swing-higher” contest. &lt;em&gt;I won&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;. :P Then &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng’s cousin&lt;/font&gt; came over, disturbed &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jon&lt;/font&gt; which then made him lose his slipper then &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jon&lt;/font&gt; got off the swing and started &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;plucking leaves and throwing them at me while I was still in mid-air&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I couldn’t stop laughing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then, &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;me&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jon&lt;/font&gt; went over to the &lt;font color="#008080"&gt;badminton court&lt;/font&gt; where the others were playing badminton. &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Max (Yen Meeng’s brother)&lt;/font&gt; went to the swings to join his &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;cousin&lt;/font&gt;. So… Yeah,&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I played badminton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doubles. I first paired with &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng&lt;/font&gt; then &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/font&gt;. When I paired with &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Jon&lt;/font&gt;, it was like &lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt; against &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;white&lt;/font&gt; cause of &lt;em&gt;what we were wearing&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;u&gt;I managed to hit quite a number of shots.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;Yen Meeng&lt;/font&gt; claims it’s &lt;strong&gt;beginner’s luck&lt;/strong&gt; though. PfffffffT. Hah! Least I can hit!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I’m going for ballroom! :D :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7339169271845907239?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7339169271845907239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/badminton-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7339169271845907239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7339169271845907239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/badminton-project.html' title='Badminton Project?!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-688110308100056706</id><published>2010-06-06T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:36:34.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s been more than a month that I’ve been practicing my piano or my GuZheng.&lt;/strong&gt; As awesome as that might sound, I just played both those instruments for more than&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at one go. And I’m not even tired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I went to &lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;CCMA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Central Chinese Malaysian Association&lt;/span&gt; or was it &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Central Chinese Malaysian Arts&lt;/span&gt; or Central &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Chinese Music Association&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#8080ff;"&gt;Central Chinese Music Arts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Whatever, anyway,&lt;/strong&gt; I went there, bought my GuZheng &lt;em&gt;Grade 7 till Grade 9 and Diploma (Performance) level&lt;/em&gt; examinations book. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;See! I plan to continue all the way. No stopping. I’mma finish what I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides the book, &lt;span style="color:#00ffff;"&gt;I got myself a new set of GuZheng nails&lt;/span&gt;. :D:D:D:D But only right hand. It look absolutely GORGEOUS. Besides the fact the color doesn’t really match with my left hand picks, it fits perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has a groove on it (meaning like a dent-ish kinda thing) so it will fit my finger pad into it so it’ll fit better. Am I even making sense? &lt;span style="color:#ff0080;"&gt;So now, my house consists a total of 20 tortoise shell GuZheng picks.&lt;/span&gt; My Sis’s picks are missing, I found 2 from her set, I took it seeing that she ain’t gonna be using it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found out after 5 minutes of playing my Guzheng that I really missed playing it.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;古筝, I LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After 2 and a half hours of practicing, I moved on to piano. I realized once I started playing, that I really, really, really SUCKED. Hmm… &lt;span style="color:#008000;"&gt;Need more practice? Haih.&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/6603946534569484267-688110308100056706?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/688110308100056706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/music-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/688110308100056706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/688110308100056706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/music-love.html' title='Music Love.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2862249684075710421</id><published>2010-06-06T09:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T09:15:42.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So… Exams are over, school’s out for now. What happens next? &lt;em&gt;A lot of stuff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know whether to be happy over the fact that I won’t be bored over the holidays OR be pissed at the fact that I can’t go anywhere much due to an outrageous number (6) of projects.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somebody please, please, please bring me out! Second week of hols would be a great time. 1st week’s rather hectic and well, already jam-packed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well now, I’m off for an Interact meeting. Those of you who are going to miss it, owh well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2862249684075710421?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2862249684075710421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/hectic-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2862249684075710421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2862249684075710421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/hectic-holidays.html' title='Hectic Holidays.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3888191195828578433</id><published>2010-05-24T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:00:05.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latin Exam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Waking up at 7am is only worth it if there’s something worth waking up for. Like school? It’s not worth waking up at 7 every morning. Waking up for Latin exam even at 3am would be worth it. Screw exams, even if it’s just practice, I’ll do it. That’s how much I love dancing. Latin exam was at 9. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it was my turn, I asked whether I could dance with T. David rather than Wei Wen. I’m happy that they agreed. :) Thank you guys. It was rather odd that I had to do almost 3 full rounds of Rumba before moving on to Jive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our Rumba, T. David forgot about the Jive. He almost lead me out the room. We all burst out laughing. Then Riena accidentally played an extremely fast Jive. Me and T. David looked at each other, eyes widening, almost started to burst out laughing. After that, I went out, I knew I didn’t do well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I GOT A FREAKIN’ 97 FOR BOTH DANCES! High distinction. WooHOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then after that, Shasya had Modern class. So me and Harshini had lunch at McDs. Then we went back. Then me, Harshini, Shasya, Rachel and Siti Amellia went to Pizza Hut. Thanks for lunch, Amellia. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3888191195828578433?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3888191195828578433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/latin-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3888191195828578433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3888191195828578433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/latin-exam.html' title='Latin Exam.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5084158623297483553</id><published>2010-05-13T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:03:45.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Performance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;12th May. 6.30pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s the 1st time ever that Chinese instruments touched the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra theater’s stage in KLCC. What more be played to entertain people of Malaysia and other tourists? My group of extremely talented performers are the 1st. Go &lt;strong&gt;Yi Ler Xiang&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s my 1st performance at MPO. It was superb. Pay wasn’t too bad. My performance today kinda sucked. Was too soft. Of all times my nerves had to get me. And of all times for my thumb’s artificial nail to chip. Might I mention it was my favorite too. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before performance and set up, had Chili’s with Char, Bro and Dy. That was not lunch. But still ate. Was friggin’ full. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After performance, we (Yi Ler Xiang-ians) went out with full uniform to like greet audience outside the doors. Photo session with crowd. A lot of hand shaking too. :D A LOT of tourists. Mostly blond with blue eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that, I changed and we went to eat. That’s me, Dy, Ma, Sis, Bro, Pei En, Char, Don, Godmom and her 2 friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Char got home on the dot by her 10pm curfew. ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m done with my post and me History project. :D:);)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5084158623297483553?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5084158623297483553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-performance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5084158623297483553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5084158623297483553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/1st-performance.html' title='1st Performance.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5252504193954009187</id><published>2010-05-09T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:11:26.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samba. Samba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One of the best days of my life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Samba means Dance. Samba is also a dance. A Latin American dance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and Meity was performing the Latin Samba. Both solo. We were the opening act. I just wished the stage was bigger, with less wires and wooden flooring. I tripped on the wires and my heels got stuck a lil’ with the carpeting, can’t spin around. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were many, many other performances. AWESOME performances. I’ll let the pics do the talking. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and Meity was the opening act. After us was the gymnastics, I couldn’t make it out to the auditorium fast enough to catch that. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WafidhMAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ETXbwTkzAJk/s1600-h/DSC_0039%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0039" border="0" alt="DSC_0039" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaghvR6TI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LnC450GQn_Q/DSC_0039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Jellybeans (Rae-Gin, Melanie, Weng Yen, Anne Marie and Charissa)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaiNjH1WI/AAAAAAAAAPc/f9zwRb2AEVs/s1600-h/DSC_0046%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0046" border="0" alt="DSC_0046" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WajHPVjcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/dqBxWQ_VUCg/DSC_0046_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Friends of Love (Jeremy, Elysha and Damien)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wak4m_FAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/F2BvkdaAJoE/s1600-h/DSC_0053%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0053" border="0" alt="DSC_0053" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WamhfOarI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KU7SBv84UpU/DSC_0053_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;BOD performance, Glee, Don’t stop Believing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Waniih9-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Xf_01QiWOlc/s1600-h/DSC_0054%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0054" border="0" alt="DSC_0054" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaoibTFMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/AM0bJT1qs7U/DSC_0054_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaqTFW6XI/AAAAAAAAAP0/OjM954kOpmE/s1600-h/DSC_0055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0055" border="0" alt="DSC_0055" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WarXWcfjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TvFJupFMkzQ/DSC_0055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WasUdYEYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/IoewjPXgreo/s1600-h/DSC_0058%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0058" border="0" alt="DSC_0058" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WatIinkkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fGx2SHx8olo/DSC_0058_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaufdSwRI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9QgrhmvSIiM/s1600-h/DSC_0070%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0070" border="0" alt="DSC_0070" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa1QW4CdI/AAAAAAAAAQI/d01sxdDUTWk/DSC_0070_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This shot was like this because the music suddenly just stopped. Was shaken so bad. Then Meity when upfront to scream counting's for them to continue. WHOA MEITY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa2zjNSdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fz_Zvi2dZrc/s1600-h/DSC_0063%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0063" border="0" alt="DSC_0063" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa3uhzqhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/lvtN9iBRY64/DSC_0063_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we had a short break for refreshments&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa40oLhSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5s4wHtbJE50/s1600-h/DSC_0073%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0073" border="0" alt="DSC_0073" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa5h9KMLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0zpmqzTI4rs/DSC_0073_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I forgot the name of this group but they weren’t bad.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa6hc-cTI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mQzWIdcqN6I/s1600-h/DSC_0074%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0074" border="0" alt="DSC_0074" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa7lrM98I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Dg8oumZRpPo/DSC_0074_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then the other guitarists left the stage. Another came in, which was the lead singer’s brother playing the acoustic.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa86kSu5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/rTUZW3Oe12Q/s1600-h/DSC_0076%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0076" border="0" alt="DSC_0076" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa9abHzyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/k7gpMAFJ5z0/DSC_0076_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Char and Tze Yun, sorry for the blur, bad lighting. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa-anilJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/L2Oqm8ZIKzI/s1600-h/DSC_0079%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0079" border="0" alt="DSC_0079" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-Wa-3uDIbI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_QTSOVUUomU/DSC_0079_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben, Bryan and Jo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbAG0FiJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/eeV5Oj1_Ofs/s1600-h/DSC_0100%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0100" border="0" alt="DSC_0100" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbBC0EFvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_kwKKGe4hlI/DSC_0100_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;School Lockers. AWESOME dance. I didn’t get to take pics of them with their masks on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbCE1cV8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/eE1fn06BD_Q/s1600-h/DSC_0110%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0110" border="0" alt="DSC_0110" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbDM-z8nI/AAAAAAAAARA/6iZL-EIhJ-k/DSC_0110_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meity just adores them. All 3 of you guys ROCK!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbEGt1wcI/AAAAAAAAARE/ijgxHKqoqX0/s1600-h/DSC_0114%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0114" border="0" alt="DSC_0114" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbE1YdBNI/AAAAAAAAARI/nyzDyKlgq1Q/DSC_0114_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This particular group has a freakishly long name.Super …………. (Joey as lead singer and Amir as lead guitarist)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbGMZc60I/AAAAAAAAARM/lZoy_favypI/s1600-h/DSC_0128%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0128" border="0" alt="DSC_0128" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbHTxyHNI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qLEq68lUuXQ/DSC_0128_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;They were pretty good too. (John, Amir, Jeremy and 3 others from John’s church)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbIQHGnqI/AAAAAAAAARU/lU2opsYub_4/s1600-h/DSC_0141%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0141" border="0" alt="DSC_0141" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbJBbCrdI/AAAAAAAAARY/Da99r-pQf7U/DSC_0141_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;All singing performers. (Spontaneously impromptu performance)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbKXCTtKI/AAAAAAAAARc/MAHYbovAlLs/s1600-h/DSC_0149%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0149" border="0" alt="DSC_0149" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbLDpRGBI/AAAAAAAAARg/WnBJ_WEqdUY/DSC_0149_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Emcees, Bryan Guan and Rae-Gin&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbMLFOzcI/AAAAAAAAARk/YA8-qSHroTg/s1600-h/DSC_0151%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0151" border="0" alt="DSC_0151" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbM-z2hfI/AAAAAAAAARo/ygnMlB0KMpo/DSC_0151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The last performance, Urban Groove. They’re like professional dancers. Damien is part of their crew or something like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbOH5ZL0I/AAAAAAAAARs/Igb57VFTqLE/s1600-h/DSC_0153%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0153" border="0" alt="DSC_0153" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WbPNX01EI/AAAAAAAAARw/dyvs61muHN4/DSC_0153_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meity couldn’t resist.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I didn’t take pics of Urban Groove performing, The SD card was almost full. Anyway, after the last dance (Urban Groove), they had DANCEFLOOR!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;That was the best part! WooHOO! Everybody dancing and jumping and singing. Basically getting high and having a great time. Like clubbing. ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5252504193954009187?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5252504193954009187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/samba-samba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5252504193954009187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5252504193954009187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/samba-samba.html' title='Samba. Samba!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S-WaghvR6TI/AAAAAAAAAPY/LnC450GQn_Q/s72-c/DSC_0039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-803255733973905154</id><published>2010-05-02T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:08:07.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Glee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had a lil’ dance practice at Meity’s house today at around 3 after attending my Dad’s friend’s open house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dance performance for &lt;strong&gt;Leo’s I.R. Day&lt;/strong&gt; which is next &lt;strong&gt;Saturday *8th May*&lt;/strong&gt;. The B.O.Ds are gonna be performing &lt;em&gt;Glee’s ‘Don’t Stop Believing’&lt;/em&gt;. Me and Meity are like the directors and choreographers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leo’s IR’s theme is &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samba de Amigos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Meaning Dance of Friends. Samba as in Latin’s Samba? So Ash asked me to perform Samba. &lt;em&gt;Me and Meity auditioned, we’re the opening act&lt;/em&gt;. So see you people there! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m gonna be wearing quite sexily, so you people better appreciate the effort and come without tomatoes. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, I went out for dinner, my sis downloaded ALL the Glee songs from Episode 1 till 16! We were listening to it in the car. When we reached back, I watched Episode 1 (I haven’t watched that actually), a lil of Episode 16 too! Heh;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now’s late, I think I’m gonna sleep. Nights and sweet dreams people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----- ---------- --------- -      -- ----- - - --------- ------- -      --  -    ------ - - - - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: To the readers of this blog. *COUGH, JONATHAN, COUGH* After reading, please leave a comment or even just a shout out. It hurts my feelings to think only 1 person cares even though that person really means a lot. Thank you, Char. :)&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/6603946534569484267-803255733973905154?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/803255733973905154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/raining-glee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/803255733973905154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/803255733973905154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/raining-glee.html' title='Raining Glee.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1796086031945255189</id><published>2010-04-28T10:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:56:16.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergic Skip-ings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay this morning I woke up with rashes all over. Not only this morning but actually since Monday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Monday was just like a few mosquito bites. Or that was what I thought. It somehow disappeared after a few hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Tuesday, I woke up with an effin’ shock seeing my legs are all covered with ‘mosquito bites’ it was DAMN SCARY! I was like ‘WHAT THE HECK!?’ I failingly ignored it and went to school. It all disappeared slowly after a few hours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today however wasn’t as scary as yesterday but it appeared almost all over my body. So I went to see the doctor. Apparently I’m allergic to some unknown thing but it’s quite minor. Only rashes appear for a few days, maybe weeks. Then it’ll go away. It might come back but nobody knows. Haih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I’m skipped school, I got to come online to blog. I got to watch GLEE episode 14 and 15. :D:D:D Later I’m going to school for a lil’ while for Interact meeting then gonna go shopping at Pyramid! Weeee~ So now I’m doing my folios. *Boo!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay I’m gonna go back to my folios. Don’t miss me too much at school! Byeeeeeee.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1796086031945255189?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1796086031945255189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/allergic-skip-ings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1796086031945255189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1796086031945255189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/allergic-skip-ings.html' title='Allergic Skip-ings.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2256731653513390579</id><published>2010-04-26T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:14:08.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay! It’s been quite a while since I’ve been updating. The blog’s kinda dead. Ha-ha. I’m stealing moments on my laptop now that nobody’s around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, on the 24th of April! School had a cleaning-up. I didn’t attend it as I was at Putrajaya!!! Full dress rehearsal just turned into rehearsal. Not full dress. But it was kinda fun. Some time in between other dances, I went outside to practice a bit with Harshini and Rachel. Then we got a lil’ bored of practicing then it turned into camwhoring. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S9WfII6iaII/AAAAAAAAAPE/3d8pz9Ha5xA/s1600-h/DSC02292%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC02292" border="0" alt="DSC02292" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S9WfIkjndtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-KRsomih6c/DSC02292_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me and Harshini outside the auditorium, posing our Cha Cha’s ending pose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S9WfJb3nK5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/7LOxrQ-v00g/s1600-h/DSC02295%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC02295" border="0" alt="DSC02295" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S9WfKG_EUAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yNTJT3UaYQ0/DSC02295_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is me SS-ing. I do a bit cacat though. I’m lazy to rotate.&amp;#160; Haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;After that we had extra rehearsal then went home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Next day, CONCERT DAY! Awesome-ness! Reached there around 11. Full hooker makeup. Complete with smoky eyes, red lips and dramatic fake eyelashes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Samba, Samba! We were dressed with a leopard print pareo, camisole, boxer shorts, a lei and a lei scrunchie. Pure sexiness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, ‘Sexbomb, sexbomb. You’re a sexbomb!’ Dressed in all black and white, all the ballroom dancers take the stage, cha-cha-cha! With a sexy hit by Tom Jones.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I had to present to token of gratitude to our sponsor. According to T.David and T.Suraya, I was the sexy model. Heh ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Curtain Call. Then END!! It’s over people! Next serious dancing is probably Leo’s I.R. or/then our Latin American Ballroom Dance Examinations. Heh. I want another Distinction!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;----------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, I’m doing my projects and folios. All quite near to the deadlines. Hehe. I miss being on the comp. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2256731653513390579?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2256731653513390579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/concert-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2256731653513390579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2256731653513390579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/concert-day.html' title='Concert Day!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S9WfIkjndtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/X-KRsomih6c/s72-c/DSC02292_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8192845317638285364</id><published>2010-04-12T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:12:13.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemporary Starts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Monday! School! Why didn’t anybody except Yihua noticed I cut my hair? Kidding. It was just a lil’ trim. Anyway, does anybody know when the Talent Quest auditions are being held? I need to know! Your girl here is planning to join this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s decided, I’mma do contemporary ballet for auditions. I know it’s a lil’ weird, I mean, come on, who does Ballet for school dance competitions, even if it is contemporary ballet? But anyway, it’s my first time EVER doing ballet. So, wish me luck! Hope I can do it. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8192845317638285364?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8192845317638285364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/contemporary-starts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8192845317638285364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8192845317638285364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/contemporary-starts.html' title='Contemporary Starts.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7130264679957791998</id><published>2010-04-12T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:32:34.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Ceremonies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;On Saturday, I had to go back to my hometown at Kampar. Why? ‘Cause it was my Granddad’s 82nd b’day. GRAND ceremony.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The dinner was at my Uncle’s restaurant’s new block. 3 stories. The 3rd storey was a double floored ballroom. The place was effin’ grand. I got the pics but kinda lazy to upload. SORRY. Heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There was a dress code. The daughters of my granddad (my aunts and mom) had to wear RED. The granddaughters (me, sis and other cousins) were to wear WHITE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Among the 7 sisters, only my mom was wearing a short red dress. The rest were floor length. My oldest and 3rd aunt were wearing past knee length.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, for the 10 white angles, 5 were wearing short. Only me and my sis were mid-thigh length. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My sis’s dress was SEXY. Halter, skin tight and the shortest dress in the entire building. With 4 inch heels. Looked like a hooker. Muahaha. Whereas I was the only female that didn’t curl my hair. And I was the only cousin who didn’t wear sleeveless. AND I dressed white and gold/bronze. The rest was all white and silver. I should’ve stood out more than my sis! =P&amp;nbsp; Kidding.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After the dinner, at like 12am, we went to my that same Uncle’s new house! HUGE mansion like crib. Absolutely HUGE. No way I’m ever gonna wanna live in a house that big, It’s kinda scary. Seeing only 3 people live there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpo2zYDxI/AAAAAAAAAec/h-YOpyIximo/s1600-h/DSC_0670%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0670" border="0" alt="DSC_0670" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZppptVXcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_Al0PaZbqHA/DSC_0670_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpq09b-XI/AAAAAAAAAek/3tvLPge_qqU/s1600-h/Copy%20of%20DSC_0636%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Copy of DSC_0636" border="0" alt="Copy of DSC_0636" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZprUGoR7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/l8Gcputv6mM/Copy%20of%20DSC_0636_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpsG2Y0yI/AAAAAAAAAes/7Bv2fyqRVDE/s1600-h/DSC_0007%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0007" border="0" alt="DSC_0007" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZps_yf6PI/AAAAAAAAAew/D2CUAEnWj2o/DSC_0007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpthG55wI/AAAAAAAAAe0/LPxeX2K8cw0/s1600-h/DSC_0008%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0008" border="0" alt="DSC_0008" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpuZo-WyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lp1OY3Wmh90/DSC_0008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZpvoVrJUI/AAAAAAAAAe8/hFik9nv8LfU/s1600-h/DSC_0028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0028" border="0" alt="DSC_0028" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZp_yACvdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/xbi87NX99Gk/DSC_0028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqAjEEb2I/AAAAAAAAAfE/Bs5INdJXZZ4/s1600-h/DSC_0032%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0032" border="0" alt="DSC_0032" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqBUawC3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/vknY2de0O7M/DSC_0032_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqCziDZEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/4U9RTqNUrBk/s1600-h/DSC_0041%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0041" border="0" alt="DSC_0041" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqDjO40aI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lHWVJjSBKwM/DSC_0041_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqEkS0ahI/AAAAAAAAAfU/pWZUARFR3BM/s1600-h/DSC_0056%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0056" border="0" alt="DSC_0056" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqFV2MVJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/w_o2yJ6LycQ/DSC_0056_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqF_twwfI/AAAAAAAAAfc/BUeU2SH-ayo/s1600-h/DSC_0125%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0125" border="0" alt="DSC_0125" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqGo4okWI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3AytBmIYIwo/DSC_0125_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqHdPQhEI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zgDvdGlXl70/s1600-h/DSC_0179%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0179" border="0" alt="DSC_0179" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqIL0p4SI/AAAAAAAAAfs/4TUVaFQVGcM/DSC_0179_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqJbRvZTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vrvV02NrsXg/s1600-h/DSC_0224%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0224" border="0" alt="DSC_0224" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqKW9hxcI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZUMOuzw2QF4/DSC_0224_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqLUVk--I/AAAAAAAAAf4/NrWhUxUuUP0/s1600-h/DSC_0251%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0251" border="0" alt="DSC_0251" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqMJ5NcCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/k8QY9zeJm6I/DSC_0251_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqM6gweqI/AAAAAAAAAgA/DAJG8TT972M/s1600-h/DSC_0356%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0356" border="0" alt="DSC_0356" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqNQUdfKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/2AoNR6fN1b8/DSC_0356_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqOHc5QmI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KldsVrTxPtI/s1600-h/DSC_0452%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0452" border="0" alt="DSC_0452" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqPMZTdII/AAAAAAAAAgM/Hqa51jIjjWE/DSC_0452_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqQdsvojI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/hbTxjpl-JL4/s1600-h/DSC_0461%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0461" border="0" alt="DSC_0461" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqREuvXqI/AAAAAAAAAgU/BotESAj6k0Y/DSC_0461_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqR2uYgLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/pRI4tkS7veY/s1600-h/DSC_0469%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0469" border="0" alt="DSC_0469" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqSWgrtZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/S6gZHfZDkbA/DSC_0469_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqTOVpCqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jYXYz6GrdLU/s1600-h/DSC_0535%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0535" border="0" alt="DSC_0535" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqXOVrVfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/aqtjiNcIBYA/DSC_0535_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqYQxKltI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Fmg3HHYEP8w/s1600-h/DSC_0560%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0560" border="0" alt="DSC_0560" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqY533uoI/AAAAAAAAAgs/FWEhymWllKA/DSC_0560_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqZkwLjUI/AAAAAAAAAgw/R-Hqk7JEZlQ/s1600-h/DSC_0643%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0643" border="0" alt="DSC_0643" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqajVpGOI/AAAAAAAAAg0/v6hLwBDzQM0/DSC_0643_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqbSB7RuI/AAAAAAAAAg4/UX_x8sV3Nvc/s1600-h/DSC_0649%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0649" border="0" alt="DSC_0649" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqcNqatlI/AAAAAAAAAg8/8jacjjqb2Ik/DSC_0649_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqdtEhN6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/DV0UaObzB30/s1600-h/DSC_0651%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0651" border="0" alt="DSC_0651" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqeJZen-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/UdhonSzAwXc/DSC_0651_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqe6IYtvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R_21iTfQVGU/s1600-h/DSC_0652%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0652" border="0" alt="DSC_0652" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqflZMhDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/WsH6Qv7B9Zc/DSC_0652_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqgYE18LI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/y41s8rvx8qM/s1600-h/DSC_0653%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0653" border="0" alt="DSC_0653" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqhD6uujI/AAAAAAAAAhU/uudW1419bKE/DSC_0653_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqhijI-0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/MF5-IqXh-KI/s1600-h/DSC_0657%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0657" border="0" alt="DSC_0657" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqjGEbtfI/AAAAAAAAAhc/O4q70SakZxs/DSC_0657_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqjmyv0EI/AAAAAAAAAhg/XlThfsKbZiQ/s1600-h/DSC_0662%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0662" border="0" alt="DSC_0662" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZqkWzDljI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Qzn5SpwcWho/DSC_0662_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7130264679957791998?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7130264679957791998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/grand-ceremonies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7130264679957791998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7130264679957791998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/grand-ceremonies.html' title='Grand Ceremonies.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPZppptVXcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_Al0PaZbqHA/s72-c/DSC_0670_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7320852898779998201</id><published>2010-04-06T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:04:43.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Positioning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, people, I’m kinda sad. My grades got me the 12th position in my class. Damn. There goes my top 5s since Form 2. Haih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanted at least top 10. But I guess that’s impossible seeing I didn’t study much. Well, I didn’t study at all. 6A’s and 3 B’s. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Owh well, I smell home-brewed coffee! Taa!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alexandra Lok Kylie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Happy Birthday! You’re 19 now. Another year older. Get out of the house ASAP. I want the room to myself. Love ya lots! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7320852898779998201?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7320852898779998201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/class-positioning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7320852898779998201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7320852898779998201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/class-positioning.html' title='Class Positioning.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2429971721293901605</id><published>2010-04-02T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:29:23.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m SORRY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ashley Tan Ee Yiin!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m really sorry for what happened on Monday. I hope your sickness didn’t get any worse. I’ll never live through this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I am truly the WORST person on this Earth. The worst person who just made the worst of mistakes. All I feel right now is guilt and regret. I’m a selfish bitch. You should know that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I know I can never make it up to you no matter how I try. So all I can do is apologize. I promise that will never happen again. To you or to anyone. I’m sorry you had to be the one to go through it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m really, really, really sorry, hun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2429971721293901605?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2429971721293901605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2429971721293901605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2429971721293901605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-sorry.html' title='I’m SORRY!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8860531814400101021</id><published>2010-03-30T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:23:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argentine Tango.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a spicy, delicious, sexy dance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG OMG OMG! &lt;u&gt;I wanna learn&lt;/u&gt;!! Just look at that dress! Don’t mind me, I was reading Ash’s “&lt;em&gt;The Ballroom Class&lt;/em&gt;” while being on the comp, bored.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOVE THIS DANCE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:1fd91646-7f36-4de6-adab-d8254193b3ee" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="3c8c65fc-e9c2-410d-b06a-a800a4d60178" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXhQNRsH3uc" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S7Houm8aNHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/DvsAcLWNIXw/video5429288c6164%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('3c8c65fc-e9c2-410d-b06a-a800a4d60178'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;404\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;337\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/bXhQNRsH3uc&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/bXhQNRsH3uc&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;404\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;337\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8860531814400101021?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8860531814400101021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/argentine-tango.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8860531814400101021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8860531814400101021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/argentine-tango.html' title='Argentine Tango.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S7Houm8aNHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/DvsAcLWNIXw/s72-c/video5429288c6164%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2173355463001904299</id><published>2010-03-28T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:10:18.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacking Spirit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 26th March.&lt;/strong&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHAIRUNISA HANIM! Hope you enjoyed your day even if you were at Taylor’s College attending the NIE workshop.&amp;#160; Interact GM that day was so…. lifeless. Attendance was quite pathetic. But ther'e’s nothing to do about it. Friday got a lil’ worse after school, after meeting,&lt;em&gt; after mamak-ing&lt;/em&gt; with 4 awesome people. Performance rehearsal was quite disasterous, can’t really explain why but it just was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 27th March. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Earth Hour! Turn those lights off! NOT.&lt;/em&gt; Was performing for a newly turned 75 year old lady. Her big day was celebrated in a seafood restaurant. The whole restaurant was booked. The stage was miniature. But it could fit 5 people, a GuZheng, a YangQin, a ZhongLuan, an ErHu and a DiZi (which doesn’t count seeing its size). Those horrible pictures of me and other group members are all on Facebook. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 28th March. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seafiled’s Interact IU&lt;/em&gt; with its theme… &lt;strong&gt;Ancient Egypt&lt;/strong&gt;! Overall, I would say it wasn’t bad. Some performances really rocked. Some just made me wanna tear my ears out &lt;strike&gt;and march some tone deaf people of the stage&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They had the real Caprice as one of their guest stars. Including hitz’s DJs, Natalie, Ian and Gin. But the most awesome-est was the &lt;strong&gt;Viva Vertical’s pole dancers&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG! I so wanna learn pole dancing! Let’s go to Desa Sri Hartamas together, Ash! Some really awesome non-celebrity performances were by &lt;em&gt;Fu Ying, the band and the Incredible Chindians.&lt;/em&gt; The acoustic performances weren’t bad either. Rock performances, no comment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other than the too many performances, and the quite dead crowd which was so without spirit, it was quite nice. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;----------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, for me to continue with my homework. Which I have no idea what is it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2173355463001904299?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2173355463001904299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/lacking-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2173355463001904299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2173355463001904299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/lacking-spirit.html' title='Lacking Spirit.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5940110116415418998</id><published>2010-03-19T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:02:13.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Pile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay. It’s already a week since the hols started. 2 more days to go! But it’s the weekends. Everybody knows I’m NEVER free on weekends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what?&lt;/strong&gt; I haven’t touched my&lt;em&gt; mountain-high pile&lt;/em&gt; of given holiday homework. And guess what? There’s a LOT of homework. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Owh well, there goes my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;impeccable and perfectly schemed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; scheme of finishing my homework in&lt;strong&gt; Monday’s&lt;/strong&gt; assembly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math, Science, Chinese, Geo and BM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on Monday. Hmm… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll do &lt;em&gt;Math, Science and Chinese&lt;/em&gt; now! I’ll do the rest during assembly.&lt;strong&gt; I’m such a pig.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I swear, me not holding a pen for this long made my hand &lt;strong&gt;somewhat&lt;/strong&gt; unable to write! Guess I’ll just have to hand up sloppy work… As usual. ;P And I’m doing Math now, I can’t seem to remember anything what our dear Math teacher taught us just before the hols ended. This is just &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. *Yuan Way! I need your book!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Good luck with me&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;finishing my Chinese essay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CRAP! I just remembered Science PEKA! SHIT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5940110116415418998?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5940110116415418998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/homework-pile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5940110116415418998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5940110116415418998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/homework-pile.html' title='Homework Pile.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2732160600506333820</id><published>2010-03-17T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:33:20.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Pyramid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just so you know, &lt;strong&gt;Sunway Pyramid&lt;/strong&gt; is a very large shopping mall. I love that fact. Makes it hard to bump into certain, particular people. But since it’s so well known, you bump into everybody!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today! Non-3D. The cinema is friggin’ packed. Like whoa. Should’ve watched &lt;span style="color:#808080;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That theater only had 6 people in it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well anyway, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! The beginning part where they were debating about correct dressings were extremely hilarious. Other parts were just… Okay I guess. Wasn’t really focusing on the show anyway. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have renewed my fondness for bookshops. So many things can be found there… Even a book about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;racer bikes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! *Awesomeeeee* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was raining sometime after I got home. I went running under the rain! WooHOO! Felt like a small kid again. Running, walking, jumping in the rain. There’s more that I haven’t tried yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2732160600506333820?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2732160600506333820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/wonderful-pyramid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2732160600506333820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2732160600506333820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/wonderful-pyramid.html' title='Wonderful Pyramid.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7264096289676204995</id><published>2010-03-16T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:11:51.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McD Bonding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today we had a very un-reproductive Interact nominees meeting. Only the Form3s attended. So we had a Form3 bonding session.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was quite fun actually. We wrapped up a few conclusions. One of them includes that 8 countries is a lil’ too much. Why not just do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;country and be done with it. Many other schools tried to just put 2 in 1 and they ended up screwing the idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway, the meeting was fun. Gossiping and randomly voicing out stuff. Basically, bonding!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But you guys totally made my day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7264096289676204995?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7264096289676204995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/mcd-bonding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7264096289676204995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7264096289676204995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/mcd-bonding.html' title='McD Bonding.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5685779987194245704</id><published>2010-03-14T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:12:36.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achingly Sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today’s a Sunday, meaning &lt;strong&gt;Latin&lt;/strong&gt; practice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From 12.30 all the way to 5, I was at Taipan. Aurora Dance School. Doing what I love most, dancing. Although I’m not really good yet, I’m still working on it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After practice, naturally, my feet were aching. But everytime no matter how much it hurts, it’s worth the pain. The &lt;em&gt;sweet, hyped up feeling&lt;/em&gt; after knowing you just got a lil’ better than the previous time is simply divine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m making this a short post. Since nothing much happened to today that I’ll mention. I’m busy with other stuff, so &lt;em&gt;chiao&lt;/em&gt;, people!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5685779987194245704?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5685779987194245704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/achingly-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5685779987194245704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5685779987194245704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/achingly-sweet.html' title='Achingly Sweet.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8148947801204250020</id><published>2010-03-14T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:57:15.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamrockin’ Busyness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, I admit. I’m always busy. Keeping myself busy with all sorts of things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like this morning, I was a good girl, waking up at 8am just to attend class. Then, I had to go to KL for some reason then came back to get ready for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;SMK SS17’s International Understanding Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With their theme,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Dress code was semi-formal, &lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. I wore a green dress. I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;overdressed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;PffffffffffT&lt;/em&gt;. Least I wasn’t wearing makeup or anything. I wasn’t even carrying a bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S55IH1I6CCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8RtDMeJ6Bg0/s1600-h/DSC021992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto" title="DSC02199" border="0" alt="DSC02199" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S55IJlRYzOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cTaYUtGRZpc/DSC02199_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry Char. :P Least you look good. Heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto" title="DSC02212" border="0" alt="DSC02212" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S55IKNZvGbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/q8T0dnYZCy4/DSC02212_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, reached there, overdressed, got a badge which wrote: &lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;Party Like A Leprechaun&lt;/span&gt;! Everybody loves mine.&lt;em&gt; Muahahahahaha&lt;/em&gt;. There was quite a number of performances and games. Didn’t really learn anything bout the country though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Left at 6. Went home. Changed out of my ridiculously semi-formal dress. Rushed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MBPJ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They were having a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY function&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;12 days after CNY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, as usual, my group was the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;opening act&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Then chao-ed before the thing ended. Nothing special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for once, I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;standing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to play the GuZheng. And for once, there was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;smoke machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which was directly behind me,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt; fogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;up the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. For once, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lighting was so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I couldn’t tell which was the string and which was the sound board. And &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was everywhere, helping to &lt;em&gt;flip my pages&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kinda exhausted now. But I had a fun, busy day.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt; Loved IU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ffff;"&gt;Note-to-self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Never ever have lame games for IU. It gets boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8148947801204250020?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8148947801204250020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/shamrockin-busyness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8148947801204250020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8148947801204250020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/shamrockin-busyness.html' title='Shamrockin’ Busyness.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S55IJlRYzOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cTaYUtGRZpc/s72-c/DSC02199_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6182120496398057446</id><published>2010-03-12T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:58:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Glow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Turns out, &lt;em&gt;Subang Parade&lt;/em&gt; isn’t such a lame place after all. And I think &lt;em&gt;Swenson’s&lt;/em&gt; is my favorite place to be now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, you’re now reading an &lt;em&gt;extremely happy&lt;/em&gt; person’s post now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember before I reached home the convo between &lt;em&gt;me, Ashley and Pei En.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;Pei En: Stop smiling already, it’s damn obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Me: *Speechless, smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ashley: You’re glowing. Stop glowing. The more you ask her to stop, the more she glows.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Me: *Speechless, still smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;Pei En: You really can't stop glowing, can you? Seems like that smile has been plastered there. You can practically glow in the dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Me: *Speechless, can’t stop smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’m still radiantly glowing. My unstable wireless connection is dampening my spirits a lil’ but I’m still smiling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Signing off, an extremely happy Madeline. Byeeeeeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6182120496398057446?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6182120496398057446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-glow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6182120496398057446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6182120496398057446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-glow.html' title='I Glow.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5197435485295143829</id><published>2010-03-10T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:12:04.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Bees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 344px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8alxBofd_eQ"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8alxBofd_eQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a seriously AWESOME piece. I shall play like that in 12 months. Wish me luck, people. I only managed 1 page out of 6. Now, my wrists hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5197435485295143829?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5197435485295143829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/flying-bees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5197435485295143829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5197435485295143829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/flying-bees.html' title='Flying Bees.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3473842993357783439</id><published>2010-03-10T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:00:25.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Crashes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;CRAP! My results! The only thing that’s satisfying so far is unbelievably &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Chinese&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; 87% Whoa. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The worst thing is that I’m always at the borderline. My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Science&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;needs just another friggin’ mark to get an A. But seeing myself as a model student, my Science teacher gave me an extra mark to get me an A. Actually, I earned it. Now, my Science notebook is complete.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Moral &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;marks are second highest in class! WooHOO! 86%. My first time ever getting an A for Moral.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;76% for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;History&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! OMG, I got an A!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Hmm… So far the lowest. 63% Kinda expected. Was never good at objectives.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got a pathetic 88% for &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;! So careless. Urghh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wanna cry! My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;English &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;got a friggin’ 90%. :’(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I won’t be getting my &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;marks till after the holidays.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3473842993357783439?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3473842993357783439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/burning-crashes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3473842993357783439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3473842993357783439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/burning-crashes.html' title='Burning Crashes.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5086608927318554517</id><published>2010-03-06T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:24:52.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newfound Busy-ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exams are over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my form! Excellent. Now, back to music and dancing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next music performance, 13th March. At &lt;strong&gt;MPPJ.&lt;/strong&gt; Luckily it’s at night (9.15pm), otherwise, it’ll crash with me attending &lt;em&gt;SMK SS17’s Interact IU&lt;/em&gt; which I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; couldn’t make it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just came back from shopping at &lt;strong&gt;Subang Parade&lt;/strong&gt;. Was looking for a &lt;font color="#008000"&gt;green&lt;/font&gt; dress for the IU thing. Alongside the dress, I found a &lt;font color="#b77804"&gt;bangle &lt;/font&gt;and another &lt;font color="#8000ff"&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt; dress. (In which I prefer way more than the green) Now, I’m broke. There goes D’ Dance World. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I found out today that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ash&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;has a love for &lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;cocktail, tight, grey&lt;/font&gt; dresses. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YiHua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has just a love for anything she finds cute and will whine if she doesn’t get it. Just kidding. &lt;font size="1"&gt;:P&lt;/font&gt; And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pei En&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be quite fashionable when she chooses not to be the dummy. That brilliant brain of hers has a feminine side that can be put to great uses! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since exams are over, I might not be studying for another 2 months or so but I’m still bust. Why? I just don’t know. Weird right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;P/S: Char, just as you asked. You know you love me. :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5086608927318554517?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5086608927318554517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/newfound-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5086608927318554517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5086608927318554517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/newfound-business.html' title='Newfound Busy-ness.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-8876594427768845373</id><published>2010-02-27T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:53:29.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Souls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Who has GuZheng class at 10.30 in the morning? Apparently I did. And I just woke up half an hour before that. *Wonders why I couldn’t wake up*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway. I had a performance at The Little Sister’s of the Poor’s old folks home a.k.a. St. Xavier Catholic Church. It was a multiple performance sorta thing. There was the regular group orchestral performances, solos, duets and trios.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Besides 6 regular group performances, I had a solo and a duet with one of Malaysia’s top 5 GuZheng players a.k.a my GuZheng teacher’s younger brother. Can’t you think of the pressure. Of course not, there wasn’t any. We’re all close friends so its like normal 1-on-1 practice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just so you know, the old folks home is simply gorgeous. It’s huge. And according to my teacher, the folks there stay for free. It’s so peaceful there. But not my kinda scene. The auditorium there is so cute. It’s big but the stage is quite small. Awesome sound system.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just after the show, we kinda packed up a lil. Then I met this old lady, she’s 82 and has been living there for about 16 years. I was like, “Whoa”. She said she loves piano music. There so happens to have a piano.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My mom was like, “My daughter can play the piano!” Being such a loving soul, I gave a standing ovation for 2 heartily memorized pieces. *Don’t mind my egoistic-ness*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chao-ed around 4.30. Now, I’m only permitted 30 minutes here. Byeeee! Miss me! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-8876594427768845373?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8876594427768845373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/loving-souls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8876594427768845373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/8876594427768845373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/loving-souls.html' title='Loving Souls.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5334091320862697768</id><published>2010-02-26T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:20:53.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;At Last&lt;/em&gt;, by Celine Dion. Great song for &lt;strong&gt;waltzing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But anyway, that’s not my point.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At last, I got to watch &lt;strong&gt;GLEE&lt;/strong&gt;! Although I can’t catch it on telly. It’s all in my sister’s PC.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Besides Glee, I also got to watch &lt;strong&gt;Percy Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;Char &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Pei En&lt;/em&gt; last Friday. Not bad. Quite lame, quite funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At last, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;exams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have arrived. Gonna say Goodbye to the piece of technology I’m currently using. Till next Friday!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At last, the &lt;em&gt;Interact Nominations&lt;/em&gt; are here! Awesomeeeee. :D You’re now listening to the future 2010/2011’s assistant funding director / sub-editor. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At last, my head’s cleared. Of some doubts. Now it’s filled with something else. ;D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gotta go now! Half an hour’s time’s up. Now to go back to the only thing in the world that I’m allergic to, my &lt;em&gt;History textbook&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5334091320862697768?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5334091320862697768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5334091320862697768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5334091320862697768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-last.html' title='At Last.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6395682254855258230</id><published>2010-02-18T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T02:17:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Happy CNY and Happy Belated Valentine’s Day. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was kinda thoughtless for what to blog about for the last few days. Now, I’m &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; back! I missed Subang! *&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;I LOVE SUBANG JAYA&lt;/font&gt;!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Visited relatives and friends while collecting those &lt;em&gt;packets full of cash&lt;/em&gt;. The new New Year resolution: Lose weight gained during CNY and grow at least another 7cm! Muahahaha! The &lt;strong&gt;funniest&lt;/strong&gt; thing was to see my &lt;strong&gt;mom &lt;/strong&gt;going hysterical over her 56kgs. Thank goodness I’m way more than 10kg&lt;em&gt; lighter&lt;/em&gt; than she is. But I can’t compare, I’m still shorter than she is. Damn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, arriving back to my dearest bed was not only comforting but also made my realize the amount of unfinished homework I’ve not done. &lt;em&gt;But who cares?!&lt;/em&gt; I ain’t doing ‘em. Except maybe for &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Pn TPN’s&lt;/font&gt; homework which was kinda due a week &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; the holidays. I’m sooo behind my studies. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Going to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Percy Jackson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;! Will I see ya there? :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy CNY peeps! &amp;lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6395682254855258230?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6395682254855258230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/festive-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6395682254855258230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6395682254855258230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/festive-holidays.html' title='Festive Holidays.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5570591746848812243</id><published>2010-02-13T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:15:24.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Sensations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s the holidays! Awesomeeee. :) I just reached Kampar last night at 11.30. Didn’t sleep a wink during the surprising short 2 and 1/2 hours drive back due to hyper-ness and great texting company. ;D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CNY = Ang Paus = $$$ = Dance World. Muahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the marathon run, the days were pretty dull. But Interact-ing. Always make me smile. The V’day productions always rocked. Especially the rose production. On the 9th of Feb. Sarah’s house. The feeling of sitting amidst 770 roses is nothing but awesome.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of roses, I received 37 altogether. 13 stands out of the 37, 1 stands out of the 13. It still does. All the roses are still alive! Even after 4 days. I’m such a good care-r of roses. :P I feel happy with those multi-colored flowers around me. The smell is simply divine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But being back at Kampar is so boring. There’s nothing to do! At least I still have my phone and notebook. Awesome company on both techs are essential. :) And I have it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5570591746848812243?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5570591746848812243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweetest-sensations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5570591746848812243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5570591746848812243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweetest-sensations.html' title='Sweetest Sensations.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-6891775147871762142</id><published>2010-02-06T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:11:26.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, I ran for SU’s cross-country marathon run. We ran the perimeter of SS18. Took me 25 minutes. Haih.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Note-to-self: If I only take serious runs like this once a year, don’t run. Otherwise, train.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But knowing my health/fitness conditions, I can’t. And, I’m always busy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stayed back a lil’ after the run and prize giving ceremony to accompany Char and play Chor Dai Di! That game is officially the best card game ever. And the 5 times-in-a-row winner is none other than…. Me. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Went back before I could win another round, to a home which kinda stinks of paint due to re-painting the walls by my Dad’s workers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;McD’s at 4.15 then had Latin at 4.15 too. Apendics! OWWW. Hey, I haven’t eaten anything since 7 this morning. And I was running too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t wait for CNY. After CNY. $$$. And of course, more free time. Dance World, here I come. I hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-6891775147871762142?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6891775147871762142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/marathon-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6891775147871762142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/6891775147871762142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/marathon-run.html' title='Marathon Run.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1623931014070581853</id><published>2010-01-31T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:52:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeful Sparks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;-----------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Glittering lights filled the night sky   &lt;br /&gt;All light and dark at the same time    &lt;br /&gt;Walking along the gravel's grey    &lt;br /&gt;The clock, at 12 it chimed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Suddenly, all the lights died out   &lt;br /&gt;Leaving me in a black void    &lt;br /&gt;Struggling, I was not to pout    &lt;br /&gt;Stumbling around till the feeling stopped&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Darkness stayed for long   &lt;br /&gt;Hope for light faded away    &lt;br /&gt;Crouching there lost and forlorn    &lt;br /&gt;Imagining the walk in a different way. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Streaks of light shot by   &lt;br /&gt;Daring me to give chase and to try    &lt;br /&gt;Sprinting towards the glowing lights    &lt;br /&gt;Sparks of hope ignited during my plight. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A merry chase that turned me around   &lt;br /&gt;To see what I've been missing most    &lt;br /&gt;Hearing the figures whose looks that sound    &lt;br /&gt;Then I knew I'll return&amp;#160; to be the host. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Depression faded as darkness subsided   &lt;br /&gt;Little by little, the sparks came by    &lt;br /&gt;Brought me to a place without walls and lines    &lt;br /&gt;Boundless and free, there was no fine. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thank the sparks who've given me hope   &lt;br /&gt;Grateful for the motivation to push those limits harder    &lt;br /&gt;The sparks came into my life to stay    &lt;br /&gt;With me forevermore, in life and in 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/6603946534569484267-1623931014070581853?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1623931014070581853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hopeful-sparks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1623931014070581853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1623931014070581853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hopeful-sparks.html' title='Hopeful Sparks.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-705596060372041024</id><published>2010-01-27T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:26:30.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26.01.2010 Performance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;That was yesterday’s performance. I was slacking off the blogging.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More people this time. The performance was better. All of us crammed into a single podium/stage this time. Was easier to hear and to communicate each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BLUE eye shadow this time. No mascara! YAY! But I applied eye liner. So much easier! Went there early to shop! Even it’s a school day, it’s still KLCC. It’s a mall. Meant for shopping. I need new white heels. Current ones hurt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;White heels isn't easy to find. I hate pumps and peep toes. Pointy shoes are painful. All I need is a friggin’ pair of practical, formal white heels. And I still can’t find. Guess I’m more of a stiletto type of girl.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dad bought a new lens for the DSLR. Wide angle lens. URGHH. Need lens for CLOSE UP shots not wide, scenerific shots.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;School today was okay. Math was as usual except I forgot to bring my books. PJK: Did nothing as usual. Science teacher was absent, YAY!!! History was only 1 period and the other was in chillin’ in the library. BM was it’s usual boring self. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No swim practice today. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I’m so free, I might as well blog. But in reality, I have tones of homework, my table’s a mess and I haven’t practiced the piano and GuZheng yet. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sales today was adequate. RM16 to reach target. Hoping to strongly bypass it though. xD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-705596060372041024?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/705596060372041024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/2612010-performance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/705596060372041024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/705596060372041024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/2612010-performance.html' title='26.01.2010 Performance.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1951353103001267241</id><published>2010-01-25T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:39:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25.01.2010 Performance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;KLCC Main Concourse Area. 6pm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Number of people, less. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Number of mistakes played, A TONNE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAHA. I hope tomorrow would be better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My sis tested out putting purple eyeshadow on me. Tomorrow’s shall be pink. Haih. I HATE mascara. I prefer fake eyelashes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Uniform’s ugly! Why do I have to wear a bloody skirt?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Need new pair of white heels. My foot and ankle hurts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Didn’t get to do any shopping. Shall do so tomorrow. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1951353103001267241?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1951353103001267241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/25012010-performance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1951353103001267241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1951353103001267241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/25012010-performance.html' title='25.01.2010 Performance.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2558689446262797242</id><published>2010-01-24T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:34:56.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses' Meanings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1 Rose   &lt;br /&gt;Exceptional love all concentrated on you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Two of us deeply in love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;I want to be yours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Love each other eternally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;11 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;You are the one I love most in my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;12 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Satisfactory union and mutual affinity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Secret admirer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;24 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Remember fondly every moment    &lt;br /&gt;(24 hours cannot forget you).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;33 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Saying &amp;quot;I love you&amp;quot; with PROFOUND LOVE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;36 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Feeling romantic attachment because you come to me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;44 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Constant unchangeable pledge.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;50 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;This is &amp;quot;Regretless Love&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;56 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;My love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;66 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Successful love affair.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;99 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Love with understanding makes love eternal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;100 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Harmonious union in a century, remain a devoted couple 'till ripe-old age.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;101 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;No other love but you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;108 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Please marry me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;111 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Eternal love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;123 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Free love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;144 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Loving you day and night eternally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;365 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you everyday, love you everyday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;999 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Everlasting and eternal love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1001 Roses   &lt;br /&gt;Faithful love, 'till forever&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now that you people know, please buy roses from INTERACT this Valentine’s Day! The roses would come with decorative, real peacock flowers too!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2558689446262797242?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2558689446262797242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/roses-meanings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2558689446262797242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2558689446262797242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/roses-meanings.html' title='Roses&amp;#39; Meanings.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5176714642541725326</id><published>2010-01-24T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:44:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-CNY Performances.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;CNY’s here. Before I can celebrate, there’s a check list.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Buy MORE, MORE clothes! &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Lose a lil’ weight before standing next to beautiful cousins in photographs.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Perform at KLCC and survive only to tell the dramatic versions of what really happened. HAHA&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The KLCC thing wasn’t my idea, it was my GuZheng teacher’s. So yeah, I’m having 8 pre-CNY shows at KLCC. Pay’s not bad either. No pressure, fun and tax-free. Muahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bad thing is, it clashes with some events that I really wouldn’t want to miss. Like… SYTYCD Season 6!! It’s airing on the 25th! During my first show!!! AHHH!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5176714642541725326?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5176714642541725326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-cny-performances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5176714642541725326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5176714642541725326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-cny-performances.html' title='Pre-CNY Performances.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5360136221768362282</id><published>2010-01-24T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:35:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promoting V-Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;V-day a.k.a Valentine’s Day. In SMK SU, it’s known as Friendship Day. Like every other year, Interact Club is selling V-day products. This year’s is so far the best since 2008! So get yours now!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Selling many traditional V-day products like chocolates and flowers. Buy them for your friends, yourself, your family, teachers, etc etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Firstly, there’s the &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;roses with peacock flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Starting from RM3! Considering it’s V-day, other florists would probably sell it for, say RM10 per flower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next, there’s the '”&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message on the Board&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;”. This year’s message would be written on 3D butterflies! Different colors. The smaller ones are at RM0.50 each while the larger ones are at RM1 each. Remember, it’s 3D!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There’s also new products, like the “&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Mug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;”. Selling at RM4 each. It’s real porcelain, not plastic or whatsoever. The friggin’ cheap considering there’s chocolate in it AND a porcelain mug.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Candy Shock&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. It’s a big sweet with many chocolates and sweets in it!! Only RM2. Can I say, “BARGAIN!” Let me repeat, MANY chocolates and sweets in it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lastly, there’s the majestic “&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marshmallow Pot&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;“ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Get yours now!! It’s RM5 each.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;10 marshmallows growing with love letters in a pot!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pictures of samples below. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szPEY69dI/AAAAAAAAANU/qiTYKKKKrEY/s1600-h/DSC_1309%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC_1309" border="0" alt="DSC_1309" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szQAqBY4I/AAAAAAAAANY/5ql6JJ4R5Ak/DSC_1309_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="258" height="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chocolate Mug, Marshmallow Pot, Candy Shock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szQx3G-uI/AAAAAAAAANc/kcbG_ryaF-s/s1600-h/DSC_1287%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1287" border="0" alt="DSC_1287" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szR9_WiEI/AAAAAAAAANg/gvuveY-VI0w/DSC_1287_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="283" height="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szSRxmhjI/AAAAAAAAANk/v64xTefjF-U/s1600-h/DSC_1286%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1286" border="0" alt="DSC_1286" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szTIMrKlI/AAAAAAAAANo/jfO9vuCHl_Q/DSC_1286_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Candy Shocks. RM2 each!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szUPaeOJI/AAAAAAAAANs/3b4jM8I4Vzs/s1600-h/DSC_1298%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1298" border="0" alt="DSC_1298" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szUxbwTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/0UMnKRVO5JM/DSC_1298_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="221" height="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szV0_E6TI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gIiMSzZLqnE/s1600-h/DSC_1290%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1290" border="0" alt="DSC_1290" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szWgQ0GpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/HWI6aEvtCT8/DSC_1290_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="234" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marshmallow Pot! RM5 per pot! Grow marshmallows. ;D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szXhFnFzI/AAAAAAAAAOE/TgLOkqGuEEo/s1600-h/DSC_1300%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1300" border="0" alt="DSC_1300" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szYeGneSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/tkyP7Le38e4/DSC_1300_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="304" height="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szZFKkOKI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bjFjUZNtRaE/s1600-h/DSC_1305%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC_1305" border="0" alt="DSC_1305" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szZ2Wh7RI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1HYg6PWLysA/DSC_1305_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="312" height="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Personalize it with your own message! RM4 only!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;If interested, look for me at 3 Pi. If you want it to be slightly more private or something, e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:ashlie_1995@hotmail.com"&gt;ashlie_1995@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Quoted, “Don’t be mean! Show your friends you care by buying Friendship Day products from INTERACT!!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Products will be given out on the 10th of Feb (Wed).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5360136221768362282?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5360136221768362282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/promoting-v-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5360136221768362282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5360136221768362282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/promoting-v-day.html' title='Promoting V-Day!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/S1szQAqBY4I/AAAAAAAAANY/5ql6JJ4R5Ak/s72-c/DSC_1309_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5871803031208420039</id><published>2010-01-11T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:45:13.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excruciating Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;On Saturday morning, 7.45. I was skipping down the stairs as I always do. One small misstep and I fell down the last 3 steps of the bottom of the staircase. Fortunately, it was the last few steps so my fall didn’t hurt me. Unfortunately. my foot slipped and hit the edge of a step. My toes were forced towards my heel with the loudest crack I’ve ever heard. OUCH!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This isn’t my 1st time falling from the stairs. Well the last few steps anyway. The 1st time I twisted my ankle instead so it wasn’t that serious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that, my mom helped me apply some chinese medicine on it then I went to school limping. I walked to the field for the Interact Membership Drive, limping. So I didn’t get to play captain ball. :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that, during Taekwondo, I was excused for the running. *YAY* But seeing I’m such a good sport, I continued doing the warm up exercises. I got my last grading’s certificate. I passed!!! WooHOO!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then I went home to bathe then rushed for GuZheng class. Then went for dancing class. Amazing how I can dance with a sprained ankle? Well, I didn’t put much weight on my left heel and I didn’t wear heels. Simple as that. When I reached home, it got worse. So predictable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The next day, I went to see the Jun Xi in SS18. Those of you who doesn’t know what a JunXi is, go Google it. I spent RM50 on a excruciatingly painful, half-an-hour, single-foot massage. Then another RM15 on medication and another RM30 on an ankle support. Just ‘cause of my damned ankle, I spent RM95. I’m gonna have to go back there again on Tues for another check-up/massage. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, I went to school wearing sandals. Ha Ha Ha. I should really fall from the stairs more often.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Attempt: Walking down a flight of stairs: FAILED*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5871803031208420039?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5871803031208420039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/excruciating-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5871803031208420039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5871803031208420039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/excruciating-falls.html' title='Excruciating Falls'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2600788813955711320</id><published>2010-01-07T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:29:04.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Environments?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;FINALLY! After 4 desperate days of longing… I get to use my laptop again. Seemed like forever seeing that I go online EVERYDAY during the hols.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s a new year, new decade, new schooling time, new class, new classmates, new teachers, new daily schedule and a not-so-new classroom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Honestly, on Sunday, before school started, I was practically jumping in my seat. I slept at 3 something due to laughing about random stuff all night with my sister. She isn’t any help in trying to help me sleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I managed to get up at the 1st ring of my alarm. Awesome eh? Was hyper the whole day too. They streamed out the entire form. I managed to get to one of the top classes. 3 Pi. Classmates aren’t all that ideal though. Teachers are okay i guess.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even though it’s only been 4 days back. I felt as if it took 2 weeks. I can’t say that I miss my old class. The new one is starting to grow on me. I love my form teacher. She’s so cute!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So this year I’m joining the usual, Taekwondo, Interact Club and Swim Team. I decided to take new stuff too. I’ve always wanted to be a Koperasi member and this year I’m getting myself into the Gemala editorial team too! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So.. I guess I only can be updating once a week. Byeee&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2600788813955711320?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2600788813955711320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-environments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2600788813955711320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2600788813955711320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-environments.html' title='New Environments?'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7442170992591633319</id><published>2009-12-31T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:05:12.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s New Year’s Eve. An hour more till it’s a new decade. I achieved so far most of the goals I planned but also failed many.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I always wanted the perfect New Year resolution but never actually had one. I hope a new year would bring a hope for perfection. Perfection is hardly achieved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve planned many new, more advanced goals for next year though. I hope I’ll succeed in them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I wish all you peeps a Happy New Year! Cheers and make your wishes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Madd x&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7442170992591633319?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7442170992591633319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7442170992591633319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7442170992591633319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='Goodbye 2009.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-2972037951744378753</id><published>2009-12-29T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:20:33.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipmunk Frenzy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I specifically woke up at 8.30 in the morning to be at Sunway Pyramid by at least 10. But, my mom got held up so she was late to send me there. Sorry, Char! I know I promised to be there as early as possible.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Char planned this outing. Me, her, Ash, Seow and SS. We watched Alvin and the Chipmunks 2: The Squeakquel. The movie was… just AWESOME. Hilarious? Check. Touching? Kinda, so check. Which leads to, AWESOME show!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the movie, we were deciding what to have for lunch. Then suddenly, a lady from Johor came and ask for donations to help orphans. She spoke only Mandrin. I naturally don’t speak Chinese. SS and Seow got kinda fed up and just went into Pizza Hut. The lady persuaded Ash to donate RM2. Cute. How generous, Ash. Had lunch there then went to Gloria Jean’s.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had coffee, talked and played Chor Dai Di, as usual. Went shopping after. Went into Cotton On, Diva, Forever 21, Nichii and some more shops which I don’t think I remember to list out. Anyway, went home empty-handed, not exactly. Bought new lip balm. *Yay*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I saw Carrie Underwood’s new album, Play On. I want that album. Along with her other album, Carnival Ride. And Jesse McCartney’s Beautiful Soul and Departure: Recharged. Can I have at least one of those next year? *Hint*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just so you know, I’m broke, again. Thank goodness the month is coming to an end. I don’t think I can survive with my purse ever being empty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-2972037951744378753?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2972037951744378753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/chipmunk-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2972037951744378753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/2972037951744378753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/chipmunk-frenzy.html' title='Chipmunk Frenzy.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-1871911056375316282</id><published>2009-12-21T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:33:50.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazing About.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My dad caught me going online at 3 am. Crap. So nowadays I think I’m turning in a lil’ earlier than usual. Which leads to waking up a lil’ (okay, maybe a lot) earlier than usual too. I shall think of this as training for next year’s waking up early to go to school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since it’s the holidays, I have nothing to do, nothing to say, so I guess my blog won’t be updated as often as usual. Holidays are coming to an end. I’m relieved. I don’t think I can stand doing absolutely nothing but going online and watching tv and playing all the instruments in my house any longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have lots to do though, like I haven’t sewn my name badge (and school badge) on my uniform since ever. I only stapled it for the past 2 years. I guess I’m just utterly forgetful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But seriously, there’s nothing to do. I considered doing some things that I haven’t been going ‘round to getting it done like packing my desk and closet. I guess I’m not much of a cleaner either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I’ll be doing that then. I won’t post up anything unless something interesting happens. Like tomorrow’s Winter Festival dinner with my sis’s godfather. Byeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-1871911056375316282?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1871911056375316282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/lazing-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1871911056375316282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/1871911056375316282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/lazing-about.html' title='Lazing About.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-3486230287237036643</id><published>2009-12-16T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:03:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interact Gathering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just got back from an &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Interact gathering&lt;/font&gt; of some sort. It was held at Eniza’s house from 6.30 till 11. I &lt;strong&gt;went late and came back&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt;. There wasn’t much to do there. Quite boring, no offense to the organizers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I reached there at 7, 1st saw &lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;Tze Yun&lt;/font&gt;, and the bunch of Form 3 members. There were these to guys, Billy and David, from Interact Taman Sea whom met our BOD at the &lt;strong&gt;Interact Conference&lt;/strong&gt; a few days ago, which I didn’t attend. They were okay. Billy’s the hyper, geeky type. David was the super, super deep and says what he thinks deep, deep down inside. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eniza’s place is kinda cool. There was an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;outdoor Jacuzzi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Her main lounge has a piano, a drum set and a few guitars hanging on the wall. So musical. At the beginning of the party, the people were already a bit hyper. THANK GOD, Billy brought poker cards. Played &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chor Dai Di&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Big 2), again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After a while, the place was flooding with people. Mostly &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;other Interact members from other schools&lt;/font&gt; whom the current BOD met at the Interact Conference. That was when it was really hyper. I won’t go into much details but I shall just say that, there was a LOT of &lt;em&gt;boob grabbing/groping&lt;/em&gt; among the Form 3 girls. They were screaming around a LOT and complaining that their boobs are getting smaller. LOL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The food’s okay. There was the big white marshmallows and a chocolate fondue pot. Yay for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800040"&gt;chocolate and marshmallows&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! And of course, the Interact of SMKSU’s signature “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mangoda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” drink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So there wasn’t much to talk bout, but there was definitely a LOT of gossiping bout the teachers and a few students from SMKSU. It’s nice to hear other people having the same POV of the teachers that really annoy you. xD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-3486230287237036643?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3486230287237036643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/interact-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3486230287237036643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/3486230287237036643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/interact-gathering.html' title='Interact Gathering.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7034542058895883570</id><published>2009-12-12T00:21:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:32:28.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party!</title><content type='html'>As you all already know, the 2 Sigma '09 class party was held on Friday. The attendance was pathetic. 12 people &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-ed. All last minute drop-outs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Absentees&lt;/span&gt;, you missed a hell &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; fun! But maybe, it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;might've&lt;/span&gt; been better without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit off at 6, when most confirmed not to be present for the party. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; and called, asking if they were coming. Not desperate, but just reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414781283551457586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyUq436EsTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CcR9jYuxiXs/s400/DSC_0799.JPG" /&gt;As you can see, Char was short of saying "SHIT!" due to stress of the people &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ffk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414787622285623122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyUwp1iEP1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/UmWqhdaqi_4/s400/DSC_0815.JPG" /&gt;We were curious to try, Coke with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mentos&lt;/span&gt;. But we figured we needed original M&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;entos&lt;/span&gt;, not the &lt;em&gt;pariah&lt;/em&gt; type. Nothing happened, just a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' bubbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414807830387354258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyVDCGk96pI/AAAAAAAAAL4/e40PYCsi9ko/s400/DSC_0819.JPG" /&gt;People were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jakun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; around Char, as she attempts to drink the Coke and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mentos&lt;/span&gt;, which she's holding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414795965171468882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU4PdNDilI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MA5oGCKlFlU/s400/DSC_0848.JPG" /&gt;Dare (E Kent): Eat 10 fish nuggets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800510957738066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU8YDk9WFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/V004YK8lLzo/s400/DSC_0862.JPG" /&gt;Dare (Char): Fit 5 sausages into mouth at once. But only 4 fitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414795971957173250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU4P2e5LAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yFpnhxFsMfA/s400/DSC_0850.JPG" /&gt;Dare (Danial): Kiss Joel's hand. *Don't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mutli&lt;/span&gt;-coloured&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of the party!?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414795980845703122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU4QXmFX9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsmwDzshPv8/s400/DSC_0851.JPG" /&gt;Dare (Char): Kiss Ash's forehead. *Gosh, enough with the kissing and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;homosexuality&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414795984656273810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU4QlymEZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Gug3LLerTO0/s400/DSC_0852.JPG" /&gt;Dare (Joel): Hug E Kent. *Guess the homosexuals conquered.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800504377801266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU8XrELejI/AAAAAAAAAKw/W0I3vTEe-0M/s400/DSC_0859.JPG" /&gt;Dare (Fadzly): Do 3 poses for the song "Touch My Body".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*1*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800492754331826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU8W_w7aLI/AAAAAAAAAKg/oyYdlEYdjWA/s400/DSC_0857.JPG" /&gt;*2*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414800498655539954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU8XVv4svI/AAAAAAAAAKo/HeIcASEzELY/s400/DSC_0858.JPG" /&gt;*3*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414803422087987394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU_BgYfwMI/AAAAAAAAALA/uVemMmpx_Dw/s400/DSC_0869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last raid of the cooler before going off. (From left As, Char, E Kent, Danial. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fadzly's&lt;/span&gt; standing behind E Kent. I'm taking the photo while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt; ducks away.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414803443746053810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyU_CxELnrI/AAAAAAAAALY/nZSwSIW7zz4/s400/DSC_0890.JPG" /&gt;Posers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414805739208155394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyVBIYU_oQI/AAAAAAAAALw/VVyuvjyJ1PY/s400/DSC_0893.JPG" /&gt; Poser. *Again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyVBHohixWI/AAAAAAAAALg/WLSfma9cDdI/s1600-h/DSC_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414805726375888226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyVBHohixWI/AAAAAAAAALg/WLSfma9cDdI/s400/DSC_0891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poses. *Last call!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were many, many more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-uploaded photos and of course 2 videos of 2 dares. But, I don't have the time to upload all 119 pics and 2 videos. As, you can see, there isn't any photos of me because I was holding the camera. *Duh!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another dare was Ashley’s. Should I post it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7034542058895883570?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7034542058895883570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/class-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7034542058895883570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7034542058895883570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/class-party.html' title='Class Party!'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyUq436EsTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CcR9jYuxiXs/s72-c/DSC_0799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-442909505881757430</id><published>2009-12-08T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:30:52.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, I haven't updated my blog since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday &lt;/span&gt;although it isn't very long ago but there's &lt;em&gt;tonnes to tell&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly, on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I had &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dance rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Auditorium Perbadanan Putrajaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The next day was the official performance day. I went to the Taipan studio to wait for Rachel for carpooling. Reached Putrajaya at around 12.45. The place was quite grand. Well, I kinda know the main theme and all. After all, my dad did construct the lot.&lt;br /&gt;The stage might look huge from the audience's view but it's actually &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt;. There wasn't enough space to dance without banging into the side partners.&lt;br /&gt;The place was friggin' &lt;strong&gt;cold.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank God I brought some sorta jacket. Or else I'll freeze to death in skimpy shorts and spaghetti top.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtU5LtquI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jk2jHa1pxcE/s1600-h/DSC_0705%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="DSC_0705" border="0" alt="DSC_0705" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtVRLCWbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1VxD5NpbopM/DSC_0705_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Auditorium during the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;! (Which was also &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my mom's and SSKTY's b'day&lt;/span&gt;) The big day! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Purajaya Arts Festival presents The Dance Society of Malaysia's Festival of Dance VII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I had "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dramatic stage makeup&lt;/span&gt;". It started&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; out kinda light, looked like a hooker but was still having light makeup with fake eyelashes. Which was necessary.&lt;/span&gt; Then, T.Suraya asked her daughter to add&lt;em&gt; extra makeup&lt;/em&gt;. Then I ended up looking like a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Las Vegas showgirl/prostitute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprisingly calm before, during and after my performance. After we performed, the first thing T.Suraya said was, "You all looked like old ladies on stage. No enthusiasm. No 'power'."&lt;br /&gt;My dad caught &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; the whole show on video. Just he somehow or rather forgot to record my dance. But the camcorder died out before the show ended. He tried using the DSLR to record but the DSLR can't zoom while taping. Haih.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtV5Jqr0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/SwnkkuvVfvY/s1600-h/DSC_0781%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="DSC_0781" border="0" alt="DSC_0781" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtWw7ydZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/9Yq32-o-XPE/DSC_0781_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me and my dad after the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtXaYM99I/AAAAAAAAANA/WI2p9PfSR-E/s1600-h/DSC_0782edit2%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="DSC_0782edit2" border="0" alt="DSC_0782edit2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtYNguCWI/AAAAAAAAANE/cqdOYdZm5Do/DSC_0782edit2_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="143" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoom! Dramatic makeup, with fake eyelashes. Can’t really see much right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nothing special on Monday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;! Today was my sister's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;college graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! She finally finished her Pre-U, &lt;em&gt;Canadian International Matriculation Program&lt;/em&gt;. Cute ceremony. Small and simple. Then nothing else interesting followed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="DSC_0795" border="0" alt="DSC_0795" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtYlwuPcI/AAAAAAAAANI/t7O9ezGCBps/DSC_0795_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="159" height="240" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The dude’s Canadian. He’s the Acting High Commissioner or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, for class party details, click &lt;a href="http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/confirmed-date.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-442909505881757430?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/442909505881757430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/multiple-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/442909505881757430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/442909505881757430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/multiple-days.html' title='Multiple Days.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SyZtVRLCWbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1VxD5NpbopM/s72-c/DSC_0705_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-5952958779732068257</id><published>2009-12-05T00:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T02:48:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning Streaks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was feeling happy all day long. I'm usually always happy anyway, rarely down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went shopping with my dad to buy my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mom's b'day present&lt;/span&gt; (which is on the 6th) at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KLCC.&lt;/span&gt; We first went to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tiffany &amp;amp; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; (where we got her last year's b'day presents). But there was nothing nice there. My dad wanted to get her one of the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sterling silver bangle&lt;/span&gt; but I told him it was too plain and it looks kinda fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I suggested we went into &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aigner&lt;/span&gt; where my mom once saw a magazine with an &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aigner watch&lt;/span&gt; advertisement. So, we browsed around Aigner. I couldn't find the design she wanted so we stopped by the jewellery section. I fell in love with all &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 silver bangles&lt;/span&gt;. The bigger one had &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Swarovski crystals&lt;/span&gt; on it and two smaller ones that were just gorgeous. I took a picture or two then MMS-ed it to my sis. She said that she'll wear it more than my mom. So, we decided to take the bigger one for my mom. I really, really liked the small &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;black &lt;/span&gt;one. I was surprised (and extremely grateful) when my dad decided to get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411450893399875058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlV6pyR3fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TlqmrWO7BQs/s400/DSC01910.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Top: the bigger bangle with Swvk Crystals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Middle: the smaller black bangle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom: the smaller white bangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443146307928706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlO3tnoAoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qiqXpI1VoyM/s400/DSC_0679.JPG" /&gt;What we ended up with. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443123109516194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlO2XMsU6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/NdP9tjg-4Co/s400/DSC_0676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443137703317426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlO3NkID7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ovrQmSPCImY/s400/DSC_0691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411443130542506850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlO2y42w2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/6C2C_vaYf5I/s400/DSC_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later that night, my sis had her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;college prom&lt;/span&gt;. She went to a hairstylist in SS15, she came out of the saloon looking like a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then we went to Zenzi in SS19 for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;makeup&lt;/span&gt;. She got a free makeover. She looked gorgeous. And guess what, she won &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Prom Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too. She got tied in with another girl, so she dicided to take the shash and let the other girl have the crown seeing that she already has one from last year's (high school) prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411448589620763298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlT0jiiWqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KphdzhF11Bk/s400/DSC_0674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411448566267113794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlTzMil8UI/AAAAAAAAAH4/NLFzklS_eN8/s400/DSC_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411448574184153234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlTzqCKYJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ExO9LdkbtB8/s400/DSC_0672.JPG" /&gt;During my sis's prom, the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TVB 42th Awards Show&lt;/span&gt; was live on Astro. Many were expected winners. &lt;em&gt;Best Series&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Best Actress&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Actor, Best Supporting Actress, Most Improved Actor, TVB popularity Award, Most Favourite Male Character&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Lifetime Achievement Award&lt;/em&gt; all went to the cast of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Rosy Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411450587743569474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlVo3IIxkI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aSwPt17LK_U/s400/tvb+rosy+business.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow's rehearsal day at PJC. On my mom's b'day, I got a dance performance for the Putrajaya Arts Festival. Everybody taking part in the show, break a leg! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-5952958779732068257?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5952958779732068257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/winning-streaks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5952958779732068257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/5952958779732068257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/winning-streaks.html' title='Winning Streaks.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxlV6pyR3fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TlqmrWO7BQs/s72-c/DSC01910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6603946534569484267.post-7741229454314483877</id><published>2009-11-28T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:28:54.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm broke.&lt;/strong&gt; People owe me money but sadly, I haven't collected the debts and I won't see them anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had GuZheng from 1.30 till 3. My teacher got married last week so I had the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;replacement class&lt;/span&gt; today. After that, I went up to the dance studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new stock&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dance shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has finally arrived! YAY~!! So I bought a pair. My old ones were &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;loose&lt;/span&gt; and there's no harm in getting a new pair, right? I blew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM188&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on them. And I can't claim back the cash from my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409185495633684930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxFJjJdw6cI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bVu9Rcr9bKE/s400/DSC01898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409185481056806418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxFJiTKXZhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wpjr7dq3DVw/s400/DSC01897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Copper nude colour&lt;/span&gt;, 2.5 inch flare heel, satin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;design&lt;/span&gt; is quite ugly, it's the only design without the straps in the front. So even after 5 hours of &lt;em&gt;non-stop dancing&lt;/em&gt; in those, I won't even get a &lt;em&gt;single&lt;/em&gt; blister. Unlike the rest who bought the strappy design, my toes didn't hurt afterwards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6603946534569484267-7741229454314483877?l=madelineashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7741229454314483877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/broke-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7741229454314483877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6603946534569484267/posts/default/7741229454314483877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madelineashlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/broke-again.html' title='Broke Again.'/><author><name>Madeline A. L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14715195271921086582</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/TPHg_4zrSMI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9B2yVwAOneE/S220/DSC_0782%2Bedit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vEC5jj2ABbc/SxFJjJdw6cI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bVu9Rcr9bKE/s72-c/DSC01898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
