<?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-1472082536718770758</id><updated>2011-11-18T20:27:23.170+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Once in A Blue Moon'/><category term='Deep In'/><category term='Herself'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>It's Hers.</title><subtitle type='html'>It's all about her simple yet adventurous life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-6351908348533766284</id><published>2011-02-20T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:33:36.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty, Either You Have It or Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds also like "Hygiene is a personal thing, either you-have-it-or-you-don't".&lt;br /&gt;Right, nothing much to do with this though. So what makes me staying up at this time talking about all this then? Dah~ just something that walk pass my mind suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be very particular here, but I believe there is a degree in telling someone's creditworthiness. There is just different judgment whether it is important or not. Firstly, if asking if I am such person who guarantee such worthiness, it is always an yes. But asking if such is greatly important, I don't think if anyone gives a darn on this because this seems not to be my darn business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, be it how faithful I am to something that is greatly grand to me, it will not be anymore great. Tell me about it if you are failed so many times after ever the repeated problem. No worries, I am not going to tell you at your face about it for knowing all your excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a correct decisions by shifting my focus into something that are value adding. To me, this is just something that is leading to my narrow alley that I don't even give a s**t anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-6351908348533766284?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6351908348533766284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2011/02/honesty-either-you-have-it-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/6351908348533766284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/6351908348533766284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2011/02/honesty-either-you-have-it-or-not.html' title='Honesty, Either You Have It or Not'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-8495285501132680595</id><published>2011-01-09T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:55:40.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Here Starts The Engine Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, so here starts the other year again. Let's roar the engine, as if myself ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a quick checklist on my 2010 milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having myself wearing the mortar&lt;br /&gt;2. Entering the workforce&lt;br /&gt;3. Having new members to my family - D90 and my ride&lt;br /&gt;4. Officially becoming the Apple member with an iPhone 4&lt;br /&gt;5. Having another job - working on weekends as a ballet teacher&lt;br /&gt;6. Paying bills and bills - PTPTN and etc (Yes, I am promoting for PTPTN)&lt;br /&gt;7. Marking my 1st year anniversary with Innae in August 2010&lt;br /&gt;8. Getting a super duper nice speaker, Altec Lansing&lt;br /&gt;9. Earning myself paychecks&lt;br /&gt;10. Being more attentive in church service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to do list for the 2-0-1-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the bible&lt;br /&gt;2. Back to study again&lt;br /&gt;3. Continue my teaching&lt;br /&gt;4. Save more $$ not for the sake of spending but merely savings&lt;br /&gt;5. Have more patience&lt;br /&gt;6. Act quicker in everything I do? Lol, hope it doesn't sound abstract&lt;br /&gt;7. Be more familiar with the over-canggih phone that I am using&lt;br /&gt;8. Control my temper - I ain't that fierce though&lt;br /&gt;9. Live a healthy life style&lt;br /&gt;10. Be a good girl ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ♥  for making the Two-Ten a great ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-8495285501132680595?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8495285501132680595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-starts-engine-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8495285501132680595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8495285501132680595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-starts-engine-again.html' title='Here Starts The Engine Again'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-5039873681013008248</id><published>2010-10-18T00:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:44:43.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Makan August and September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the months of occasions and celebrations. What usually Malaysian do when you talk about "perayaan"? Oh yes it would definitely be the M-A-K-A-N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My graduation fell on the August and it was great to again meet my classmates and friends who we had been though all the hard times together for three years. Seeing them again made the bonding feeling so strong and it felt as if we were back in those days, having the crazy days together. Here I want to express my gratitude to my parents and Innae who have been giving me their indefiniteness of support and ♥, Oh Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the typical thing to do before graduation is to do some photoshooting with the robe and mortar at the photo studio. I guess, this just seem as the 'proudest' thing because that 11" X 20 " photo would just somehow be visible somewhere in the living room, etc. The shooting started at 11am and we practically waited in a VIP room, did all the grooming, syok-sendiri took photos of ourselves while waiting for our turns to be shot - as if "smile, chik-chak". No joke that the month of August was like a graduation months and there was just many graduands from different uni, going to the studio and do their proud thang. Check out the syok-sendiri shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsmH_1KXGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9DmdRSktrss/s1600/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsmH_1KXGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9DmdRSktrss/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529054886362766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align ="center"&gt; Mr. + Mrs. Lim &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsoIJU8ncI/AAAAAAAAAYU/o98M8drImsY/s1600/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsoIJU8ncI/AAAAAAAAAYU/o98M8drImsY/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529057087935258050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsoVPvQ0xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/5g2FMolU034/s1600/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsoVPvQ0xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/5g2FMolU034/s320/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529057312994546450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align ="center"&gt; Check out his weird smile &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was happy with the shooting, and practically we are still waiting for the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day came the graduation ceremony, thank you Mr. Lim as the photographer for the day. I think the both of my parents would be the happiest people on that day, other than myself. There's just a funny thing I realize recently when I look at the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLstekZvXsI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bORWMAMwIEE/s1600/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLstekZvXsI/AAAAAAAAAYk/bORWMAMwIEE/s320/Picture+098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529062970718379714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think my parents did not "pakat" what to wear but we turned out to have some blue elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsvitpsB9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/SwD5ta1zlp8/s1600/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsvitpsB9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/SwD5ta1zlp8/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529065240943921106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align ="center"&gt; Thanks M-Team &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxXKfPW0I/AAAAAAAAAZE/u6AU5UNahBw/s1600/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxXKfPW0I/AAAAAAAAAZE/u6AU5UNahBw/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067241549552450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxWnGyaoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KMVm4XXvAs4/s1600/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxWnGyaoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KMVm4XXvAs4/s320/Picture+103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067232051751554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxV11O0DI/AAAAAAAAAY0/iWegCeJv8IM/s1600/Picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxV11O0DI/AAAAAAAAAY0/iWegCeJv8IM/s320/Picture+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067218824777778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxZALIUdI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BHsBGHFq-Q0/s1600/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsxZALIUdI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BHsBGHFq-Q0/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529067273140589010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLszKXcGqGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/t9A4Gs5R9n0/s1600/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLszKXcGqGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/t9A4Gs5R9n0/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529069220711016546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the conjunction of my graduation and out of the generosity of Mr. Lim, he decided to bring the whole kampung for dinner, fyi, this is just half of the village. Look at the satisfying faces. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a good chance to play with our new member in the family - D90. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPeMBxViCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/K-nIPVBjA8Q/s1600/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPeMBxViCI/AAAAAAAAAZs/K-nIPVBjA8Q/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531509065556264994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPeLxeNyvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Jd1UyCymAd8/s1600/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPeLxeNyvI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Jd1UyCymAd8/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531509061181098738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPqbGZxOaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4Au94EhvOt0/s1600/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPqbGZxOaI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4Au94EhvOt0/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531522518637164962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the spree went on. Mrs. Lim's birthday fell on the month of September. There was a place we celebrated for Innae's birthday and so this round the Regina was there for her birthday lunch. Drool for the food, man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPtmgdEgfI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5P8MHyPb97I/s1600/Picture+048-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPtmgdEgfI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5P8MHyPb97I/s320/Picture+048-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531526013143777778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally love the environment there simply because it feels as if I am escaped to some island paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZyFGsYI/AAAAAAAAAac/Gibhgp20Xkg/s1600/Picture+108-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZyFGsYI/AAAAAAAAAac/Gibhgp20Xkg/s320/Picture+108-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531530192583307650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZk-ZglI/AAAAAAAAAaU/C4FS0eVkynE/s1600/Picture+082-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZk-ZglI/AAAAAAAAAaU/C4FS0eVkynE/s320/Picture+082-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531530189065519698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZN7ZXII/AAAAAAAAAaM/kA8SV30wW8s/s1600/Picture+032-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxZN7ZXII/AAAAAAAAAaM/kA8SV30wW8s/s320/Picture+032-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531530182878911618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxY6xKNUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rtIn-NquPQw/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TMPxY6xKNUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rtIn-NquPQw/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531530177735701826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves celebration. Despite the eating part, it's good for bonding and laughter. ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-5039873681013008248?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5039873681013008248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/10/makan-august-and-september.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5039873681013008248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5039873681013008248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/10/makan-august-and-september.html' title='Makan August and September'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/TLsmH_1KXGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9DmdRSktrss/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3200099887060452081</id><published>2010-09-18T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:39:37.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is always precious, man! *Everyone says YES!!! Lol. This could be the only night over the weekdays where I could afford to stay up late. I recall watching a TV show when I was in high school, whereby those ladies making complaints of their dark circles and I said to myself, eh, I don't have this problem. Sorry Mandy, it's not the same story now. No doubt i make myself to bed early everyday, but waking up 6.30am DAY-TO-DAY is no joke to a sleeping PIG. Guess what I do on every Saturday then? Yes, you are right, I could just wake up the latest, 4pm or 5pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after a few weeks repeating waking up late on PRECIOUS SATURDAY, I am finding that a waste. As a grown up, I say to myself to live lifestyle a healthy ones. At least, do some reading on those books that I have been keeping for ages and etc. I made it to myself on a Saturday two weeks ago, woke up at 8.30am and felt freshen, drove myself to Yoga class. That class was an impressive ones even till now. We worked on the lengthening of spines and it helped much to people who have bad sitting position like me. Tee Hee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing something I am longing for is not a dream to achieve. Recently, I could not resist to my 'itcy' limbs and I am back to teaching ballet classes. It's a brand new experience to myself because it's my OWN classes and no more being a replacement teacher. Awww, praise the Lord for that. So practically, I am also working on Saturday for teaching. Anyhow, I am really happy for what I've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life has been great. All the ups and downs have driven me a stronger person. I appreciate the opportunities given to me and always grateful for that. Thank the Lord for a holiday yesterday when my back hurt like h*ll. Seriously I couldn't move much, not even lying down comfortably. Life moved on Today that I had to be back in the office for some urgent matter and YES, it was finally done. Thanks to those who have assisted. Please do not say stupid me because I did not take up an MC ok? Lol. Anyhow, it was a tough day today, no appetite, no focus, no energy due to the strangest pain on the back. If it wasn't the pain killer, I would have looked like a dead fish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you, the painful thing, please don't come back tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3200099887060452081?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3200099887060452081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3200099887060452081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3200099887060452081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-4215919908817671142</id><published>2010-09-13T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T00:42:29.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once in A Blue Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Having Fish to Fry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up on a great Sunday with an unusual thought: If I wished my best friend on her birthday. I can't recall a single thing. I pause and hear my heart says: Oh gosh, what makes you not putting this in mind? I feel no peace and try hard to recall what have I done for the past months. Thank God I make my mind clear that I did send her an sms. Phew~ this drives me nuts. The worst thing that could happen IF I could not even remember her birthday - bad friendship goes on... MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I start really thinking hard of how my life have been all this while. Only thing I hear myself says - too tied up with my work? Oh no, that sounds more like an excuse than anything else but that is what happens. I wish I could stop a little while and appreciate tiny things that surround me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is always limited and time waits for no man. Though that is what everyone says but I really want to make this different in my life. That is why, I try spending more time with my family and loved ones no matter how tired I am. Well, I guess I have totally forgotten about SPENDING TIME FOR MYSELF, DOING SOMETHING I LIKE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it slightly hard to balance up sometimes. Especially when it comes to receiving 'complaints' where I have not spending enough of time with someone. Oh gosh, if I had not put you in mind, I won't give up my time and to sit there doing something that I don't really like together with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life goes on. I have focused to much on what, how and when to achieve something on the battle field yet forgotten to pause a while to appreciate the beauty of my life. Seriously I have never thought this would happen. It is not too late now to learn and I am glad that I realize this sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause. Learn. Appreciate. Be Thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-4215919908817671142?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4215919908817671142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/having-fish-to-fry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4215919908817671142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4215919908817671142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/09/having-fish-to-fry.html' title='Having Fish to Fry'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2028993353560268463</id><published>2010-08-11T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:54:26.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><title type='text'>Unspeakable Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to enjoy this low stream of voice, surround by quiet mind and soul. I embrace you Olivia, for giving me this peace in heart. So long ago, when I was able to portrait what is all about. Not now, not now that I could put everything into words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a single thought is cleared, just to know what are those. I love this peace in mind now that I have, far away from what the lonely city. Once a man told, this world of stage, hides the passion. Still I see the fire that burns in mankind and of course those that is loosing and loosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou shall not come, please do not bother, because you do not know what is that trying to deliver. But you could get a glitz, if you have ever stepped into this atmosphere... Thou do not need to, for thou do not belong here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet nights and quiet stars... Enlighten was my walk, that wished to be away. Lonely city, lonely men, embrace this wonderful roses that tremble and fall. In this deem light, do not take a look at the shadow, for it is not for you, but none of you... Only I know, how should it be portrayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not seek, do not attempt, just like it is mentioned, this shadow is not to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2028993353560268463?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2028993353560268463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/08/unspeakable-mind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2028993353560268463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2028993353560268463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/08/unspeakable-mind.html' title='Unspeakable Mind'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-5523946707463795518</id><published>2010-06-19T21:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T00:05:55.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><title type='text'>Of No Definition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty with the look. Beauty with the poise. Her beauty is seen beyond distant. Splendid, shallow thou shall not, looking apart is of ought,being graceful of all,is what bucolic is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had never sought, she had never thought, till it came across. Never wondered journey is like a gentle rock, biting out with lukewarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman is seen as a book, to dip into and to sip the way of soul, for her essence is beyond the cover; much greater than a look she gives and the illusions had on her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had opted to be the one long before, to treasure and live life of brad. With adage she dances along called the classical walks of woman with beauty of all, far beyond thou sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of no definition, she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-5523946707463795518?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5523946707463795518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-no-definition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5523946707463795518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5523946707463795518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/06/of-no-definition.html' title='Of No Definition'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1083219485154674039</id><published>2010-05-20T15:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T11:08:23.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Should It Never Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been brand new for the months of April and May, where my passion is blooming again. It has been 10 months since the last ballet class I attended yet the desire to put on my bun, leotard and pointe shoes has never ever gone. How I wish I was still little and so I could go on doing all the plies and tendus that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given the opportunities to go on with my dreams and was offered to be a full time ballet teacher. Also I was given 5 classes to teach on Saturday in Bandar Sg Long. Those girls are really sweet. I could see how they loved ballet and those flaming hearts to learn on the technique. Sincerely I feel refreshed every single time when I have classes with those girls. They make me feel too that I am having my own class. Those skills that I have been learning for the past 16 years come to play. I seriously thank Ms. Annie Liew, my former teacher. *She resigned last July and that was why I stopped having classes. She showed good examples especially in guiding the neat and tidiness for &lt;s&gt;foot&lt;/s&gt; feet and arm works and body line extensions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dreamed of dancing on the stage when I was a child but it has never come when I am big. Thus, I do not gain the similar satisfaction in teaching to dancing. Therefore, as the time comes, I have decided to go on the workforce. I got my letter of appointment today and now I feel everything has come too soon. It is never even a month since I finished my last paper on the 10 May. I suppose I should really go for an express vacation or whatever retreat it is before the dog eats dog game starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet seems to be a beyond achieving dream but the flame in me will never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1083219485154674039?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1083219485154674039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-it-never-comes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1083219485154674039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1083219485154674039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/should-it-never-comes.html' title='Should It Never Comes'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-4035385089673024713</id><published>2010-05-12T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:57:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes six years to learn to basic values in life, five years to pick up the essential educations and another 4 years to decide which path to be taken. It has all passed, and I thank the Lord for his guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the dog eats dog world is never easy. Today's lesson was to be myself and do what is in me even that's the toughest situation. It is never easy to start from scratch but that is actually where precious values are gained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking up challenges in life and getting into the way I want to be. I won't want to be a faker just to have something in hand. I always believe, efforts are always in place before anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to be done now, shifting back to the place where I call home sweet home. Can't wait to be with my folks again as they are getting old in return for my growing. I am always someone who treasures my family a lot but ain't  a baby girl anymore. Perhaps that is the way I was brought up and the phase that my father said long ago 'Baby, daddy and mummy are always here for you' is still strongly drilled in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of funny the other day when the interviewer got to know I was the only daughter and the way I told how I appreciated the love of my parents, he asked me to keep it up and smiled from the bottom of his heart. Who knows, he too has children who has told him the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It marks another milestone next month, for life is brought to a better stage. I am getting my offer letter tomorrow after the medical check up. Ask me personally if you would like to know which company. Lol, muka tebal sial! Life is definitely turning tough but I believe that is where I would get satisfaction. It is the time to spell independancy and power. I am nothing but might not be as somebody as you thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-4035385089673024713?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4035385089673024713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/different-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4035385089673024713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4035385089673024713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/different-me.html' title='A Different Me'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3307178676344702063</id><published>2010-05-05T13:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:50:32.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>Persuit of Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before choosing the path, we always dream of becoming somebody we adore, doing something others do for appraisal and living like somebody who always look amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, long before what could it be, I was just the little girl who first learned to colour my journey step by step. Those empiricism and those who have been giving a coerce are of valuable. Till then, these are wonderful enough to build my collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my dream since young does not turn out, or either to be in the court, reading laws out loud, surprisingly, one way just came like God has it for me. Laughter and passion continue to drive me on and now I realize nothing is known not reachable. Life has been slightly materialistic driven but that does not play all the arts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall quiet soul meets quiet dreams, deep in I know there is peace for what is been driven forward. Till thy overwhelm it, feeling the different is just like how it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I was attempting to go with that in more paragraphs. Mission to achieve soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a break, have a Wong Joe Lam. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-ERnoZ00eI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OeujtOgiHBs/s1600/IMGP005320copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-ERnoZ00eI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OeujtOgiHBs/s320/IMGP005320copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467670795162800610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is really a good comedian. I feel like slapping him for every single time I see his link 0n facebook or any movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my sweetie pie on my ride. I am getting the sliver or black, no bronze, because it ain't fierce enough. Wala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EXur550PI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Fmb_D-rubaM/s1600/1177-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EXur550PI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Fmb_D-rubaM/s320/1177-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467677513431503090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my baby boy, mama is gonna bring you home and make you go WHROM ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala, Nikon D90, Oh, I heard - Welcome to Nikon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EbEv_KbEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/TqYSTHQsiYE/s1600/front-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EbEv_KbEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/TqYSTHQsiYE/s320/front-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467681191019310146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lim is so obsessed with D90. He asks me to read on the review. I have had enough of reading these days... Welcome D90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Next, LOMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart of DSLR, LOMO is in the top list. Although lomography is flim based instead of digital, the effect is hmm, licious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EfMc5WriI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NyKT7ErBWjs/s1600/lomo-colorsplash-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EfMc5WriI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NyKT7ErBWjs/s320/lomo-colorsplash-13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467685721380138530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EfMJHF7hI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7XRdzhIRUcs/s1600/1129974578_cf43aed2c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EfMJHF7hI/AAAAAAAAAXU/7XRdzhIRUcs/s320/1129974578_cf43aed2c5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467685716069051922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that over saturated colour and exposure. Candid shots with LOMO is even awesome! I came across that Mooks has LOMO with flim, oh, you are just so delicious. Now, i see that it's good to blog about LOMO next time. *Wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after LOMO, Beatle by the Volkswagen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EiI5rLYDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vm_AmTy7Gik/s1600/vw_beetle_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-EiI5rLYDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vm_AmTy7Gik/s320/vw_beetle_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467688958920712242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no toy car and blue is the new black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3307178676344702063?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3307178676344702063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/persuit-of-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3307178676344702063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3307178676344702063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/05/persuit-of-dreams.html' title='Persuit of Dreams'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S-ERnoZ00eI/AAAAAAAAAW8/OeujtOgiHBs/s72-c/IMGP005320copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-8307239333745556589</id><published>2010-04-28T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:00:49.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>The Very Currently of Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, what a tired day today. Even the dosage of chicken essence does not help. Well, at least I am sitting down here to share the bits of what has been going on. Days are so heavy these days, juggling the job hunting and studies at the same time - tiring! So, what is up next? My FINAL exam, as if the FINAL four papers I am going to sit for the last time over these three years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th April, this coming Friday. ARgh - International Finance&lt;br /&gt;5th April Banking Operations and Treasury Management&lt;br /&gt;8th April Financial Derivatives&lt;br /&gt;10th April Islamic Banking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, these subjects sound really technical and I really hope that I will make it through. Be positive! * Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an interview this morning in a bank, with the appointment made at 9.30am. The traffic was terrifying! I used up 1 hour just to get to KL from Sg Long. As usual there was an IQ test and Essay question given. Oh gosh... You would not believe that I waited for 2.5 hours just to get for my turn to get interviewed. The first candidate was in the room for an hour and the second ones about 45 minutes. Pity my Innae who waited me at the lobby stood there for more than 2 hours. Lol, pity the both of us with no credits and the line got barred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really tiring today... How am I suppose to study later? My laptop is sick with having virus, time to change a laptop, perhaps? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-8307239333745556589?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8307239333745556589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-currently-of-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8307239333745556589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8307239333745556589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-currently-of-her.html' title='The Very Currently of Her'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-8371329405327756611</id><published>2010-04-09T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:37:57.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so lost. Life is all ups and downs but bad to say I am having the blues now. Things seem to be different after I came back from Home Decoration Fair in Penang. No doubt that I have had a lot of fun with my bestie and others, sharing laughter, golden time and of course the FOOD together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seems to be tough nowadays, more needed to be concentrated. Pressure is given every now and then. Sometimes I feel that I am doing something with no actual consensus. Now, I am doing so, merely because they say those are somehow a disappointment. How do you want me to talk to you when you have no acceptance at all to what I am feeling? How do you expect me to talk to you when you make me feel that I am not being listened to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, I have really had enough of those. Can you just stop giving me the glitz. I truly understand and know very well what am I doing. I am playing my role as what I need to all because I know that I am, I must and I need to be the only one you both are going to rely on. Perhaps you have not known the reasons of what I have been doing nor why have I been pushing myself so so hard. It's all because I have known all for too early, knowing that I have to be better and better for the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of what you have been saying is always correct and all I would want to tell is always not a big deal to you. I wonder when is the time you can really listen to what I have got to say? I do not think you are interested. I used to recall those time when you said that you will be my best friend, but I don't think you remember what have you said. I will still love you as how I have been, it will only be more, but never lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-8371329405327756611?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8371329405327756611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/04/black-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8371329405327756611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8371329405327756611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/04/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-9030990933817812871</id><published>2010-03-23T17:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:46:43.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>In All I Do, I Honour You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align - "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bear me before I was formed, &lt;br /&gt;You are patient with my growth,&lt;br /&gt;Your physical affliction is only by own,&lt;br /&gt;Your love is given even before I was known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stoical guide lead me to another wonderful world,&lt;br /&gt;With your teaching of what is wise and not.&lt;br /&gt;You are always presence when I fall,&lt;br /&gt;You are always near when I call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nurture for that is your nature,&lt;br /&gt;You weep whenever I am not enlightened,&lt;br /&gt;You are always there to urge,&lt;br /&gt;Given it has been another time,&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure the right path is taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am sorry for those times you were stricken,&lt;br /&gt;For I will be more patient,&lt;br /&gt;To give you my concerns,&lt;br /&gt;Just like how you have given and I have taken,&lt;br /&gt;For you are my mother, and in all I do,&lt;br /&gt;I honor you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-9030990933817812871?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/9030990933817812871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-all-i-do-i-honour-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/9030990933817812871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/9030990933817812871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-all-i-do-i-honour-you.html' title='In All I Do, I Honour You'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-5394174839165623182</id><published>2010-03-05T01:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T02:04:44.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what else could I mention other than C.N.Y, but after all, I was reminded myself as a Chinese, so why not? Gee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a special celebration this year, all because longer time was spent at Mr. Lim's hometown, Kuala Terengganu and NO GAMBLE this year. FYI, Kuala Terengganu is not a kampung ok, it has all the infrastructure, shopping mall and even MCDONALD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back on the Eve and the reunion dinner was a buffet dinner. Yes, because there was so many of us, so even if there's a giant round table, it won't fit in the all of us. Also, the dinner was just special enough for the celebration of my grandma's 90th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ucx4XbnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SUpaLwQyXGs/s1600-h/IMG_9063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ucx4XbnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SUpaLwQyXGs/s320/IMG_9063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444832652707720818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ucClhQrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JTFcZWnJO7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ucClhQrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JTFcZWnJO7Y/s320/IMG_1448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444832640012206770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ubXWq8KI/AAAAAAAAAVM/r7ZFsOWsMRw/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ubXWq8KI/AAAAAAAAAVM/r7ZFsOWsMRw/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444832628407201954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xP_w3xaI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OuK6HQfFsjM/s1600-h/IMG_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xP_w3xaI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OuK6HQfFsjM/s320/IMG_1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835731630966178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_uaJchfaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fj0Vw2gORok/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_uaJchfaI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fj0Vw2gORok/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444832607493782946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ua4MQWYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NPaY7vs2ppY/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ua4MQWYI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NPaY7vs2ppY/s320/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444832620042017154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xO3I3pSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GfcD_8dJyIM/s1600-h/IMG_9066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xO3I3pSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/GfcD_8dJyIM/s320/IMG_9066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835712135832866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won the prize of 'The Most Numbers of Dinners'. Yes, 5 families and it was just so many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 and Day 2 was simple as there wasn't many visitation. We went to the Chinatown on the 3rd day and I simple adore the decoration day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1WeZtHNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gdi8flfqI7g/s1600-h/DSC03247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1WeZtHNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gdi8flfqI7g/s320/DSC03247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444840240981023954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1XVFUMkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Spa9vbkkuqM/s1600-h/DSC03256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1XVFUMkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Spa9vbkkuqM/s320/DSC03256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444840255659455042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1ZbmT_FI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rtDyVpJn4_U/s1600-h/P1000256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1ZbmT_FI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rtDyVpJn4_U/s320/P1000256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444840291768204370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1YuJysuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mb5t8984GYw/s1600-h/P1000255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1YuJysuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mb5t8984GYw/s320/P1000255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444840279568986850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1YG14LMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/halobtTpiA0/s1600-h/P1000249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_1YG14LMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/halobtTpiA0/s320/P1000249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444840269016476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 was special enough as we paid a visit to the place Mr. Lim and other aunties grow up. I saw so much joy in the eyes of my father and that feeling was just magnificent. It wasn't the ordinary home like how we grow up, but a simple place that is full with memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xQP0-M3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Tf62LsCdfdc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xQP0-M3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Tf62LsCdfdc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835735943132018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xQ-Zd0bI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kWhAQxdzgsY/s1600-h/P1000299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xQ-Zd0bI/AAAAAAAAAV8/kWhAQxdzgsY/s320/P1000299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835748444230066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xRZHbqjI/AAAAAAAAAWE/K40qxF6n4tk/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_xRZHbqjI/AAAAAAAAAWE/K40qxF6n4tk/s320/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444835755616348722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year is definitely a family bonding time for me, despite of receiving ang paos and all, part of it and I really love and enjoy the time where everyone is gathered to have fun. I had a good ones this year, thanks folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-5394174839165623182?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5394174839165623182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5394174839165623182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5394174839165623182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/03/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S4_ucx4XbnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/SUpaLwQyXGs/s72-c/IMG_9063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-5110328140176004190</id><published>2010-02-21T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:55:51.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Right Na Na Na</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that I haven't been a 'good' blogger in keeping you out there up to date. Thanks to so many stuff that I have been busying with. Finally, I could have my own time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Final Year Project has been taking up my time ever since this final semester started on January. Thank God that we get to ease a little bit right after our VIVA presentations. I am so proud of my groupmates that everyone has contributed so much of effort. Anyhow, we have not ended here yet, so much of finalizing and formatting works to do and we are sending it for printing on THIS COMING TUESDAY! This project is just like our babies... we 'make' it and see it grow... wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of tiger has been great, the celebration was a blast. I will post that later. The reason is that I have too many photos to upload. Just imagine that you have to smile to like 7 cameras... Lol, feel like a star? Yes we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come, stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-5110328140176004190?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/5110328140176004190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/02/right-na-na-na.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5110328140176004190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/5110328140176004190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/02/right-na-na-na.html' title='Right Na Na Na'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-184967829276786817</id><published>2010-01-27T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:50:09.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once in A Blue Moon'/><title type='text'>All I Wanted is to Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A suprise for my 21st birthday was a gift from my bestie Samantha who actually got me a photographer for PHOTOSHOOT! My first attempt was great, though the photos turned out to look alike with YOGA. Now, I have the chance to do it again, with tutu this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost half a year that I stop ballet classes. I was worried that I couldn't go en pointe anymore. Thank God, I was still able to... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now? Show time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoiQJFFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uBLcxyL-nPM/s1600-h/22056_263538979625_596149625_3078426_7096120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoiQJFFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uBLcxyL-nPM/s320/22056_263538979625_596149625_3078426_7096120_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433286883067630674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoSv3eWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/v6YZxel4k2s/s1600-h/22056_263538974625_596149625_3078425_7253016_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoSv3eWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/v6YZxel4k2s/s320/22056_263538974625_596149625_3078425_7253016_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433286878905727330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoCAVY9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4reyA5FGZJc/s1600-h/22056_263538969625_596149625_3078424_7669581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoCAVY9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4reyA5FGZJc/s320/22056_263538969625_596149625_3078424_7669581_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433286874411394002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpn8v9jkI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GIvvv6ck8ZM/s1600-h/22056_263538959625_596149625_3078423_7903797_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpn8v9jkI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GIvvv6ck8ZM/s320/22056_263538959625_596149625_3078423_7903797_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433286873000545858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-184967829276786817?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/184967829276786817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-wanted-is-to-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/184967829276786817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/184967829276786817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-wanted-is-to-dance.html' title='All I Wanted is to Dance'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/S2bpoiQJFFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uBLcxyL-nPM/s72-c/22056_263538979625_596149625_3078426_7096120_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1515812512984125595</id><published>2010-01-15T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:03:02.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>You Know Who They Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align= "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Jan 2010, on the 12th day of a brand new year, death and life came together at this place, Haiti. At the catastrophic magnitude of 7.0 Mw, it took 1/3 of Haiti's population. The major damage was non other than Port-au-Prince, Presidential Place and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiti is located at the west of Dominican Republic and one-third of the island of Hispaniola, between the Caribbean Sea and the North Atlantic Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists describe Haiti Earthquake as the exploitation of 16 bombs simultaneously, the most serious disaster in near two decades. With the excessive damage to the infrastructure, countries worldwide include US, Vatican, Brazil, Holland, UK, France, Canada, China, Taiwan and more are in place for financial, medical, food and basic aiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the limited medical facility to attend to the huge numbers of injured, many are still waiting for proper treatment and those seriously wounded are evacuated to Santo Damingo by Argentina Air Force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of the deaths are still piling on the street awaiting for burial, while about 7,000 were buried in the massive grave today. With the aid of eight international rescue teams, the mission is still on going. It is estimated for another 8 days to the confirmation of the number of deaths and 10 years for Haiti rebuilding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of them grieve, millions of them mourn,millions of them are lost. Even without a picture shown, you may see how they look like. Even with the pictures shown, we will never feel their sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May The Lord comfort the souls of woe with His healing hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Mourns for The Lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align= "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1515812512984125595?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1515812512984125595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-who-they-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1515812512984125595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1515812512984125595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-who-they-are.html' title='You Know Who They Are'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1568405788243869677</id><published>2009-12-28T01:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:23:26.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Jesus! Christmas ain't only about celebration, yeah part of it, but also to remember HIM. It was a great Christmas this year, not only with the food and the gifts, but to spend the wonderful time with loved ones. I have been joining caroling for the past few years, singing and visiting to houses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee-K4PB1I/AAAAAAAAATM/e1UQZRFVt3E/s1600-h/DSC03530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee-K4PB1I/AAAAAAAAATM/e1UQZRFVt3E/s320/DSC03530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419975467472979794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee9m7rzfI/AAAAAAAAATE/WOycwt3EczM/s1600-h/DSC03491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee9m7rzfI/AAAAAAAAATE/WOycwt3EczM/s320/DSC03491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419975457823772146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee9dxJS9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/383qLyu4cMA/s1600-h/DSC03497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee9dxJS9I/AAAAAAAAAS8/383qLyu4cMA/s320/DSC03497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419975455363648466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not this year. Lol, all because I skipped all the practices. Also, we don't have like the few vans of carolers paying visit to 8 houses for few nights anymore. Instead, we are separated into groups and pay visit to only one house per night. This year, I made myself to Romeo's house for the caroling party and it was seriously a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegBjwEUgI/AAAAAAAAATU/oomGYIJ_q94/s1600-h/15739_247910033744_686358744_4177098_7618632_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegBjwEUgI/AAAAAAAAATU/oomGYIJ_q94/s320/15739_247910033744_686358744_4177098_7618632_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419976625200845314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So many of our church members and friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegB2y6OdI/AAAAAAAAATc/K3qpqFaA-SY/s1600-h/15739_247972158744_686358744_4177240_5104024_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegB2y6OdI/AAAAAAAAATc/K3qpqFaA-SY/s320/15739_247972158744_686358744_4177240_5104024_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419976630313040338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegCApeDwI/AAAAAAAAATk/v8KZKCQ55do/s1600-h/15739_248016168744_686358744_4177532_5107544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzegCApeDwI/AAAAAAAAATk/v8KZKCQ55do/s320/15739_248016168744_686358744_4177532_5107544_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419976632957800194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FIREWORKS, OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church service was awesome! About thousands of us attended and this year, I had my Innae to attend the service with me. :) Since we both had plenty of time after the service and we near to KL, there we spent a liltle of time down at the town. It was freaking pack and we felt suffocated to stay together in the mall with all other sardines. So, we went for a drink and chilled. Innae slept off on that comfy couch of Jacky Chan's Cafe. So sweet of him. Anyway, I'm so happy for him because he got his E72 for Christmas. Awww, I'm bit jealous though. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMdxKvm6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/_kNkGmKDF5Y/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMdxKvm6I/AAAAAAAAAUE/_kNkGmKDF5Y/s320/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420799544536308642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMdYUlfEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vwKuDS81sWM/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMdYUlfEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/vwKuDS81sWM/s320/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420799537866701890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMc-fU5uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kjnOQ5KkBYo/s1600-h/DSC01479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMc-fU5uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kjnOQ5KkBYo/s320/DSC01479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420799530932430562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMcrqFzHI/AAAAAAAAATs/7f5Kwsjzp7M/s1600-h/DSC01485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqMcrqFzHI/AAAAAAAAATs/7f5Kwsjzp7M/s320/DSC01485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420799525877304434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we had a gathering at my aunt's place. Loads of laughter in the house! Despite of the eating and the exchanging of presents, I seriously thought that Christmas is a good time for bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqNpsSNv9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/7kPz0sXePKM/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqNpsSNv9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/7kPz0sXePKM/s320/DSC01504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420800848895524818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 28th today - have been having hard time for some editing, but I'm still in the Christmas mood. Everybody just loves Christmas. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqOjQNHORI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7RShMaVOv40/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzqOjQNHORI/AAAAAAAAAUU/7RShMaVOv40/s320/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420801837790345490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1568405788243869677?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1568405788243869677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-navidad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1568405788243869677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1568405788243869677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-navidad.html' title='Feliz Navidad ♥'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Szee-K4PB1I/AAAAAAAAATM/e1UQZRFVt3E/s72-c/DSC03530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-8419450851671656302</id><published>2009-12-17T21:55:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:59:11.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>Hello To Early Twenties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes the official 21 years old of Ms. Mandy, that she can now enter into the Casino and which ever clubs she likes to. Stepping into the 'era' of twenties sounds cool, yet much are expected from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect of those years after high school, things that happened really made me to grow. I attended National Service after graduated from high school. Yes, National Service! I was crying and begging my dad not to send me there but it just did not success. I couldn't believe my own eyes of seeing my name on the list. YES, it was tough, but lots of friends were known and it made me 'strong'. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnsm1oRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/DuDts9XP2nE/s1600-h/DSC06549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnsm1oRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/DuDts9XP2nE/s320/DSC06549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418788792694228002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnsDO1q1I/AAAAAAAAARM/CRdOEZ36AdI/s1600-h/DSC06535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnsDO1q1I/AAAAAAAAARM/CRdOEZ36AdI/s320/DSC06535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418788783136287570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnryeQqkI/AAAAAAAAARE/H3dsYaETHoE/s1600-h/DSC06532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnryeQqkI/AAAAAAAAARE/H3dsYaETHoE/s320/DSC06532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418788778637568578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-U and University are real good thing. I'm glad to be involved in lots of activities. At the same time, Thank God who also put me in some work to serve the ALMIGHTY HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNpmOoWt7I/AAAAAAAAARc/I_GamikiGGQ/s1600-h/n707155996_2090709_4638867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNpmOoWt7I/AAAAAAAAARc/I_GamikiGGQ/s320/n707155996_2090709_4638867.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418790882140141490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNqEopOIBI/AAAAAAAAARk/i9DT4fXq6cE/s1600-h/3103_71490091307_701206307_1589025_4654138_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNqEopOIBI/AAAAAAAAARk/i9DT4fXq6cE/s320/3103_71490091307_701206307_1589025_4654138_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418791404519170066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNwYGqnDlI/AAAAAAAAASs/gasU5qD75Wc/s1600-h/6453_104724157710_673977710_2313357_6718489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNwYGqnDlI/AAAAAAAAASs/gasU5qD75Wc/s320/6453_104724157710_673977710_2313357_6718489_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418798336065343058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNsQBmmJtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1dBOLYwe594/s1600-h/6410_100612319625_596149625_1910409_176228_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNsQBmmJtI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1dBOLYwe594/s320/6410_100612319625_596149625_1910409_176228_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418793799220864722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNss3P3xuI/AAAAAAAAASE/S5VGzx6vBJE/s1600-h/15340_177251673765_591433765_2791632_5571717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNss3P3xuI/AAAAAAAAASE/S5VGzx6vBJE/s320/15340_177251673765_591433765_2791632_5571717_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418794294657402594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNxoSTe0hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-voFWns-9qU/s1600-h/16334_181749422061_647587061_3398231_6777803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNxoSTe0hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-voFWns-9qU/s320/16334_181749422061_647587061_3398231_6777803_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418799713579094546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm now a grown up girl - Not only by my age but the way I live and the way I shape my mind. Life is never dull for I shall never name all in the color palettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-8419450851671656302?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/8419450851671656302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-to-early-twenties.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8419450851671656302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/8419450851671656302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-to-early-twenties.html' title='Hello To Early Twenties'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SzNnsm1oRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/DuDts9XP2nE/s72-c/DSC06549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2204666260016173467</id><published>2009-11-27T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:05:31.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>What A Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; I was suppose to be home this weekend, too bad, the Christmas Exhibition is just next week and so the committee are staying back to help out. Haven't been having enough of rest and I'm really feeling &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housies are all out and I'm home alone. Suppose to doze off soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2204666260016173467?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2204666260016173467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2204666260016173467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2204666260016173467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-friday.html' title='What A Friday'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-4495905686996671823</id><published>2009-11-18T16:19:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:13:21.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Passion. Poised. Elongated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOuhPfzG4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/4kmuO1rp3z4/s1600/16370_199678741426_751241426_4452393_1780285_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOuhPfzG4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/4kmuO1rp3z4/s320/16370_199678741426_751241426_4452393_1780285_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405355863893547906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOuo-hxKuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/igfRciGAdI8/s1600/16370_199678746426_751241426_4452394_2400651_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOuo-hxKuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/igfRciGAdI8/s320/16370_199678746426_751241426_4452394_2400651_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405355996777360098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOu5_d_IvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ayi1zfaM4vo/s1600/16370_199681881426_751241426_4452424_4161406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOu5_d_IvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ayi1zfaM4vo/s320/16370_199681881426_751241426_4452424_4161406_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405356289087709938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOvKk21FdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r6KintI0-qI/s1600/16370_199701466426_751241426_4452795_156534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOvKk21FdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r6KintI0-qI/s320/16370_199701466426_751241426_4452795_156534_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405356574001927634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOvJzyWdAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o-9Zi-GJaZs/s1600/16370_199701456426_751241426_4452794_4100347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOwRxKFUtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HFCWMbVZYg0/s320/16370_199715721426_751241426_4452985_57921_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405357797074621138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-4495905686996671823?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4495905686996671823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/passion-poised-elongated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4495905686996671823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4495905686996671823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/passion-poised-elongated.html' title='Passion. Poised. Elongated'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SwOuhPfzG4I/AAAAAAAAAOM/4kmuO1rp3z4/s72-c/16370_199678741426_751241426_4452393_1780285_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-910912250930393384</id><published>2009-11-13T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:17:59.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Bold Energetic Warm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; It's my Innae's birthday today, and so, this is what I've gotten for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c09947afdb46aa8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c09947afdb46aa8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331066314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80B2F42C9DAA0E9F59EC33AFED49E59D9C93101F.83A8C0C76EF2F9CEFC8020B5415FB69CD4D1270C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc09947afdb46aa8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djf6IJnLpG9anBRgawP21cpVol7E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0c09947afdb46aa8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331066314%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80B2F42C9DAA0E9F59EC33AFED49E59D9C93101F.83A8C0C76EF2F9CEFC8020B5415FB69CD4D1270C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc09947afdb46aa8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djf6IJnLpG9anBRgawP21cpVol7E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-910912250930393384?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/910912250930393384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/bold-energetic-warm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/910912250930393384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/910912250930393384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/bold-energetic-warm.html' title='Bold Energetic Warm'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2925108570733061304</id><published>2009-11-08T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:16:34.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SvZLKtp_wKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eyJA1lD5-k4/s1600-h/Poster+This+Is+It.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SvZLKtp_wKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eyJA1lD5-k4/s320/Poster+This+Is+It.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401587450504003746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Jackson was a real borne musician that shined the world with his music. His talents revealed when he was young and little in Jackson 5, a group of himself and his siblings who sang out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from the performing industry in a while, he finally announced in 2003 that there will be his FINAL concert on July, 2009 at O2 Dome London. O2 Dome is able to fit in 23,000 and the concert that was planned for 5 days would fit in for 115,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'This Is It' last week together with my Innae. Initially, I was really afraid of not able to get the tickets since the 15 October commenced the date for selling. Thank God that we got to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sort of a making for his concert, rehearsal and stuff. I was amazed with his ideas contributed into his concert. The arranging of the scores, auditions for dancers and his intention to create awareness for the the nature, everything was just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This Is It' was about 1 hour and 45 minutes. I couldn't recall all the songs but of course some of it. The selection of the songs were on the requests of MJ's fans. Beat It, Billie Jean, Earth Song, I Can't Stop Loving You, Man in The Mirror, Black Or White, The Way You Make Me Feel, Smooth Criminal and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching it made me felt as if I was in the concert, admiring the team work of all coordinators, musicians, lighting controllers and... I would say that it's worth to watch in the CINEMA. Together with the perfect audio system and wide screen, you might wanna watch it the second time. Well, at least I do! 'This Is It', here I come for you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2925108570733061304?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2925108570733061304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2925108570733061304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2925108570733061304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SvZLKtp_wKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eyJA1lD5-k4/s72-c/Poster+This+Is+It.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2297415374448176188</id><published>2009-10-27T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:29:42.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Can't Wait to Go Home Post ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Location: Old Town Cafe, Cyberjaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: 10.31pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that it's been quite a long day for me. Went to bed this Morning at 4am after cleaning partially of my room. Finally Innae and me went to Ikea yesterday to get some stuff for my roomakeover. We were so pleased with the shopping. We got: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a small table&lt;br /&gt;- two mats for us to sit on the floor to chill/eat/drink/go online on the table&lt;br /&gt;- a bookcase&lt;br /&gt;- a laundry bag&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;s&gt; a layered casing of prince frog &lt;/s&gt; The prince frog layered casing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chilling at his college this afternoon and read along my Stephen Leather's. Still, I had only reached the 97th page out of 490 pages. Gratitude to his grandma who prepared us the dinner. I am feeling kind of sleepy now. Continued with my moral assignment just now which I thought that it's a mess. My topic is about discrimination from the view of egoism. Gosh, the A's scored student in Bahasa Melayu has been cracking her head for bina ayat. Take a look at my work? Feel free to improvise my sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Egoisme merupakan sesuatu tindakan yang dianggap bermoral sekiranya tindakan tersebut memberi keuntungan dan kebaikan kepada seseorang itu. Maka, diskriminasi yang berlaku di kalangan pekerja Indonesia dianggap sebagai tindakan yang betul bagi majikan Malaysia kerana ia dapat menunjukkan kuasa sebagai majikan kepada pekerja agar pesanan diturutkan. Dalam egoisme, majikan dianggap berbebas mendriskriminasikan perkerja Indonesia agar kepuasaan mereka dapat dipenuhi. Misalnya, melayan pekerja secara tidak wajar agar kemarahan terhadap kesilapan pekerja dapat diselesaikan dengan cara yang di sebalik. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Lim are going to outstation tomorrow. Mr. Lim is following up with his project at Westin Hotel, Penang and Mrs. Lim is going to her hometown for some visitation. Hope that they will be back over the weekend else I will have to stay back at Sg. Long... Mr. Lim has been so busy that we barely talked last weekend. All because this Ms. Lim fell sick again and he had gone to work when she woke up the next morning. My poor Mr. Lim, he had to go to work even it was a SUNDAY! It was great that we managed to catch up with each other on a short conversation after the dinner on last saturday... I was just feeling a little... uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10.51pm and I'm still waiting for Innae to finish his basketball game. I'm tired... I need some rest! My lids are so heavy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2297415374448176188?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2297415374448176188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait-to-go-home-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2297415374448176188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2297415374448176188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait-to-go-home-post.html' title='The Can&apos;t Wait to Go Home Post ♥'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2666966886692065937</id><published>2009-10-24T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:37:16.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Women Are Thinker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; I don't really agree to this statement on my own, initially. Slowly i begin to realize that this Ms. Lim does fall into this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to say that I'm really grateful and appreciate with the life that I'm having. Of course, hoping more to come! I always believe it takes time to know someone better and I'm willing to invest on this. Till I found out that there is much that seem not parallel. Back in here, perhaps I'm just being too hurry to force something into real, hoping that it turns out to be the way I want. Closest friend of mine always tells me to take everything slow. I suppose that my 'hustle intensity' is in place again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something in a person that will be revealed in time and I know it well before the journey begins. Perhaps I'm a person who is slightly mellowed but I'm hoping it affirmed with the one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need everything to be well-established all because I'm willing to work out our stuff together till well belonged. Time shall makes thing real when all sorts of commitment, responsibility and cultivation come to place. I believe so and babystep is all I need to bear in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2666966886692065937?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2666966886692065937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-are-thinker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2666966886692065937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2666966886692065937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-are-thinker.html' title='Women Are Thinker'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3922156436418270497</id><published>2009-10-19T14:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:23:24.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Here Ends My Semester Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Three weeks of semester break has finally come to an end. That was like the most happening break that I have ever had. I worked on the first week and went to genting on the second week. Thanks to Samantha who got me a job in Home Decoration Fair 2009 at KL Convention Center. We both worked for Nippon Paint and that entry will be posted soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a photoshoot with my cousins Ashley and Carlyn on the second week. We went all the way to Sepang Gold Coast for the shoot and it was simply awesome. It was a shooting of my dance movements and thanks to them who wiling to help up. I felt kinda sad as I couldn't get the perfect white dress for it. I put on a white spaghetti top and a white pants that turned the photos to be kinda YOGA instead of modern/contemporary ballet... It's ok, we would head on to T.T.D.I. park for next shooting. My gratitude to my Innae who drove us there and also be part of the shooting. More will be uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/StwSN7uNruI/AAAAAAAAANk/FJU-KZpass8/s1600-h/9122_179801786426_751241426_4255243_6364038_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/StwSN7uNruI/AAAAAAAAANk/FJU-KZpass8/s320/9122_179801786426_751241426_4255243_6364038_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394206484262137570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/StwTynHFHAI/AAAAAAAAANs/Im2okyjOHTU/s1600-h/IMG_9929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/StwTynHFHAI/AAAAAAAAANs/Im2okyjOHTU/s320/IMG_9929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394208213896076290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick during the last week of my holidays. Therefore, I spent most of my time sleeping at home. That is the usual thing I do even during schooling time. Can't help it, I'm just a 'sleepoholic'. Also, I have been spending most of my time reading on Stephen Leather's 'The Bombmaker'. I bought this and Khaled Hosseini's 'A Thousand Splendid Suns' during the Book Fair way back on August. I was hoping to finish 'The Bombmaker' by this week but too bad I have been spending most of my time resting. It's ok, I will still have tons of time for my books. Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua tagged me along to his place to watch the Motor GP yesterday which I thought that was really a guy thing. As I watched, it was really exciting compared to F1 as it is easier for the motor to overtake on another than in car racing. Joshua is so into Velentino Rossi and he bought his signature cap from the Motor GP Exhibition last Saturday. It was funny to watch him putting on the cap when it came to the 800cc Motor race in 'supporting' Rossi. Though Rossi got second in the race last night at Philip Island, Australia, to me he is such person who has sportsmanship when he showed encouragements and congratulation to the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We = Me + my Innae, are suppose to visit to Ikea today to get some stuff for my roomakeover. Too bad that he is having toothache and Thank God there is not cavity. Hope that he gets well soon. I am just feeling helpless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3922156436418270497?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3922156436418270497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-ends-my-semester-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3922156436418270497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3922156436418270497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-ends-my-semester-break.html' title='Here Ends My Semester Break'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/StwSN7uNruI/AAAAAAAAANk/FJU-KZpass8/s72-c/9122_179801786426_751241426_4255243_6364038_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-7110042155721571649</id><published>2009-10-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:41:37.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><title type='text'>Everything Is Going Fine</title><content type='html'>It's really hard for me to tell myself that everything is going to be alright this time.&lt;br /&gt;For all the efforts I have given, still that was what I got.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to blame, but I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to say that I deserve more for all the hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, I shall try my best again.&lt;br /&gt;Fod God will lead me through His will.&lt;br /&gt;I will put on more effort and strive to achieve what I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-7110042155721571649?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7110042155721571649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/everything-is-going-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7110042155721571649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7110042155721571649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/10/everything-is-going-fine.html' title='Everything Is Going Fine'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-7936933581931404106</id><published>2009-09-30T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:40:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phenomenal Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SsOJzOkqpdI/AAAAAAAAANc/dDq71nlV5IQ/s1600-h/3045495492_aa11652b33_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SsOJzOkqpdI/AAAAAAAAANc/dDq71nlV5IQ/s320/3045495492_aa11652b33_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387301092443465170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size&lt;br /&gt;But when I start to tell them,&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms&lt;br /&gt;The span of my hips,&lt;br /&gt;The stride of my step,&lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room&lt;br /&gt;Just as cool as you please,&lt;br /&gt;And to a man,&lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or&lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees.&lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me,&lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;The swing in my waist,&lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men themselves have wondered&lt;br /&gt;What they see in me.&lt;br /&gt;They try so much&lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them&lt;br /&gt;They say they still can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the arch of my back,&lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile,&lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breasts,&lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand&lt;br /&gt;Just why my head's not bowed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about&lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud.&lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing&lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the click of my heels,&lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair,&lt;br /&gt;the palm of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;The need of my care,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-7936933581931404106?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7936933581931404106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/phenomenal-woman.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7936933581931404106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7936933581931404106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/phenomenal-woman.html' title='Phenomenal Woman'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SsOJzOkqpdI/AAAAAAAAANc/dDq71nlV5IQ/s72-c/3045495492_aa11652b33_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-4738440755434088403</id><published>2009-09-24T19:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:31:25.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Western and The Asian, Which One Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruvYVyoggI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kPc6uNAzEdc/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruvYVyoggI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kPc6uNAzEdc/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385090612152795650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; The Western and the Asian always have different cultures from one another, not to forget about the EDUCATION SYSTEM too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the early childhood education, the Western's focuses on family bonding by incorporating the skills that is useful in daily life into the childhood nurturing. As such, getting the kids to be involved into the cooking process, nurturing them to identify different kinds of vegetables and ingredients in getting making different dishes. Some would be doing handmade arts and crafts with the kids to boost up different kinds of interests and creativity. Of course, more to be named. By doing so, the experts believe that it would help the kids to identify their interests in specific areas as they grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruwGAkhoNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ek4gidY2OQI/s1600-h/kids-cooking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruwGAkhoNI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ek4gidY2OQI/s320/kids-cooking2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385091396730462418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what Asian do for early childhood education? Put it in the Malaysia context, kids of age 3 onwards start their learning in basic english, basic mathematics, basic reading from the Lady Bird Series and more.Also, parents will start to bring their kids to various early education centers as such, Right Brain Dance School to boost up creativity of kids, Early English Literacy Center for kids to master english language at early stage and so many more to be named. I see parents who focus on another development in the kids, instead of allowing their children to gradually expose to the area of their interests, Asian parents try hard to 'push' out all the hidden or possible talents in their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruxiX_s_TI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nS8glgvitnM/s1600-h/cute-asian-kids-thumb2309389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruxiX_s_TI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nS8glgvitnM/s320/cute-asian-kids-thumb2309389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385092983566433586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article last week about a woman who married to a man, who is currently a finance manager in a bank that she was surprised to find out that her husband wasn't a top student during his school time and she wondered how could the man made himself a manager. He was just an average graded student but his mother had never blamed him for his results and continued in motivating him. He was active in scout and his patents had never go against his will because his parents strongly believed that a kid who is not able to study doesn't mean that he can't have a bright future. With his parents' support, he finally made it to a university and he did well for both in Degree and Master Program. Thanks to his parents' support in everything he does I suppose. Obviously, this is not the case in Asian. Imagine if your kid is not able to study, you would have spent on tuition fees, supplementary materials and others so that your kid would learn better in different ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian have the mentality if children are not able to study well and enroll into a University, their futures are ambiguous. In retrospect to the husband who makes himself a manager despite of an average student in the past, his childhood has been great instead of having memories with stacks of homeworks and tuition. I strongly believe that most of Malaysian kids would still remember how many tuition did you attend in a week, how much of homeworks did you have in your school time. Did our parents really nurture us in finding what do we like to do to earn a living in the future instead of getting into College or University? Well, I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Finland, the teacher does not proceed to the next chapter until every student understands the content of the syllabus; in Australia, the grading of students are not important at all. As for we Asian, parents purchase tons of exercise books at home and complete them before the kids. So that when their kids face difficulties in their studies, parents would be able to answer to their questions. If we do not have good results compared to others, we will be asked to put in more efforts, despite of them trying to understand the reason. Parents in Asian try so hard to have their kids into a school with good results and in return with more burden on homeworks, tests and exhausting to their children. How do we know that, just take a look at their schoolbags and you see it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruwoMRUA5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/sRCEGJ0OrFo/s1600-h/p1kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruwoMRUA5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/sRCEGJ0OrFo/s320/p1kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385091983986656146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "Center"&gt; Photo from TheStar &lt;/div align = "Center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to praise or envy with the education system or the mentality of the western. I strongly understand the competition in Asia. Despite of making studies part of childhood memories, the development of body, mind and soul are equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents had never pressured me in my studies but they are no other than Asian parents and so I have been through the stages of having tuition to attend and homeworks to be completed. I am glad that they had never pushed me to be a grade A student. As I grow, I am adapting to the Asian context, to really push myself harder in studies, with the common way of thinking to obtain a better opportunities in the future. Nonetheless, I am glad of being able to proceed with the pleasure of other self development. Thank goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, The Western and The Asian, which one are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-4738440755434088403?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4738440755434088403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/westerns-and-asians-which-one-are-you.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4738440755434088403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4738440755434088403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/westerns-and-asians-which-one-are-you.html' title='The Western and The Asian, Which One Are You?'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SruvYVyoggI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kPc6uNAzEdc/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3045787169628903519</id><published>2009-09-04T00:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:41:37.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Seems so hard to express,&lt;br /&gt;seems easy to be sorry,&lt;br /&gt;for tears had shed the first time&lt;br /&gt;but crying in the heart this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt this way,&lt;br /&gt;never felt invaded,&lt;br /&gt;never thought that it would happen&lt;br /&gt;yet it came without being enlighten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affinity comes,&lt;br /&gt;hearts are bound,&lt;br /&gt;passion sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasp thy purity,&lt;br /&gt;for love is more worthy,&lt;br /&gt;embrace our path,&lt;br /&gt;embrace our perspicacity,&lt;br /&gt;shall it brings perpetuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was contaminated,&lt;br /&gt;though it was agitated,&lt;br /&gt;look upon thy cross &lt;br /&gt;and may peace be with,&lt;br /&gt;for passion and purity shall endwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3045787169628903519?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3045787169628903519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/untitled.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3045787169628903519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3045787169628903519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3485097850481197859</id><published>2009-08-29T17:05:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:59:41.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Traditional Wear Competition 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: Traditional Wear Competition 2009 (In conjunction with Merdeka Day 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day: 26 Aug 2009 Wed 6-8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Faculty of Accountancy and Management, UTAR, Sg. Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the event was a blast! We had 14 participants that day and I was great that Harvin joint this competition with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the poster on the beginning of August and decided to join this competition. Harvin said that I was nuts yet at the end of the day, he too joint this fun event. Saree came to my mind instead of Cheongsam. Simply because I love Indian culture. I pick up a few tamil words but I suppose it's hard for me to master this language. So being 'Chindian' for a day was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there i went to 'hunt' for saree from Sumitra and Rubana. They were really helpful enough! Then, I got Loges, Priya and Sumitra to put on the saree on me and coached me to walk. I was walking like a gangster and I suppose I wasn't comfortable enough that time with the saree. It was great to have them to make me walk nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few different materials for saree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Embroidery&lt;br /&gt;- Tissue&lt;br /&gt;- Cotton&lt;br /&gt;- Silk&lt;br /&gt;- Beads &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also a few different types of tying for the saree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gejurati&lt;br /&gt;- Brammins&lt;br /&gt;- Tamil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures speak a thousand words. Special thanks to Gary Ng and Linxin for the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; The Crowd &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spjzpyj5qMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFaXg1-yTOg/s1600-h/6735_122571588566_589668566_2351881_1591769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spjzpyj5qMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFaXg1-yTOg/s320/6735_122571588566_589668566_2351881_1591769_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375314054539225282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; The Crew &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spjz1ED73-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/QwsfovYAGj8/s1600-h/6735_122571533566_589668566_2351872_3687281_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spjz1ED73-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/QwsfovYAGj8/s320/6735_122571533566_589668566_2351872_3687281_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375314248215551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; The Participants &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj0UPak5mI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yFkayxI8zk0/s1600-h/6735_122571603566_589668566_2351884_6817962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj0UPak5mI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yFkayxI8zk0/s320/6735_122571603566_589668566_2351884_6817962_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375314783839250018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Emcees of The Day - Cassandra and Nicholas &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1QSJa1pI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zhI41Trj3BA/s1600-h/6735_122571573566_589668566_2351878_6164187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1QSJa1pI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zhI41Trj3BA/s320/6735_122571573566_589668566_2351878_6164187_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375315815364744850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1ZfypoGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9ZmHzBjqhIs/s1600-h/6735_122567238566_589668566_2351849_3558431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1ZfypoGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/9ZmHzBjqhIs/s320/6735_122567238566_589668566_2351849_3558431_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375315973646164066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Pre-Competition Shots &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1_xnV_nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gvwinQWJsWU/s1600-h/6735_122557453566_589668566_2351696_6136856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj1_xnV_nI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gvwinQWJsWU/s320/6735_122557453566_589668566_2351696_6136856_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375316631265607282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj23HKb3RI/AAAAAAAAAKU/v4R_ycsnFWU/s1600-h/6735_122557458566_589668566_2351697_4307113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj23HKb3RI/AAAAAAAAAKU/v4R_ycsnFWU/s320/6735_122557458566_589668566_2351697_4307113_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375317581942742290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj2_y1NuMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/b63TC7kA3t4/s1600-h/6735_122565213566_589668566_2351840_357122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj2_y1NuMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/b63TC7kA3t4/s320/6735_122565213566_589668566_2351840_357122_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375317731103848642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj3-2JHbyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rR9ujznJ7Rc/s1600-h/6735_122557468566_589668566_2351699_7131815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj3-2JHbyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rR9ujznJ7Rc/s320/6735_122557468566_589668566_2351699_7131815_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375318814324387618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Thanks to Boon Seong for the lozenges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj4YjETa9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ploj8Eg6QSQ/s1600-h/6735_122565223566_589668566_2351841_954667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj4YjETa9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Ploj8Eg6QSQ/s320/6735_122565223566_589668566_2351841_954667_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375319255880526802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj4iQgU3WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AoNjv53yGUk/s1600-h/6735_122571523566_589668566_2351871_3062753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj4iQgU3WI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AoNjv53yGUk/s320/6735_122571523566_589668566_2351871_3062753_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375319422696480098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Merdeka Runway &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj55sPfpaI/AAAAAAAAALc/wU1duTMVNEs/s1600-h/6735_122571543566_589668566_2351873_2325295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj55sPfpaI/AAAAAAAAALc/wU1duTMVNEs/s320/6735_122571543566_589668566_2351873_2325295_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375320924790695330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj55fVjOHI/AAAAAAAAALU/stIrwjkgLg0/s1600-h/6735_122567248566_589668566_2351851_3850187_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj55fVjOHI/AAAAAAAAALU/stIrwjkgLg0/s320/6735_122567248566_589668566_2351851_3850187_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375320921326434418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54xPTbvI/AAAAAAAAALM/Apgrgdut6EA/s1600-h/6735_122557558566_589668566_2351708_3672257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54xPTbvI/AAAAAAAAALM/Apgrgdut6EA/s320/6735_122557558566_589668566_2351708_3672257_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375320908952202994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54ZikyoI/AAAAAAAAALE/dAOq7eIKYyA/s1600-h/6735_122557548566_589668566_2351707_1632030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54ZikyoI/AAAAAAAAALE/dAOq7eIKYyA/s320/6735_122557548566_589668566_2351707_1632030_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375320902590581378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54D8gv0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/npgl2jv0hhQ/s1600-h/6735_122557473566_589668566_2351700_3019656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj54D8gv0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/npgl2jv0hhQ/s320/6735_122557473566_589668566_2351700_3019656_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375320896793788226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj6Wr2FP8I/AAAAAAAAALk/KilkL0TU0oc/s1600-h/6735_122571553566_589668566_2351875_3648727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj6Wr2FP8I/AAAAAAAAALk/KilkL0TU0oc/s320/6735_122571553566_589668566_2351875_3648727_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375321422900314050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj6XHSnltI/AAAAAAAAALs/I4raizTf2h4/s1600-h/6735_122571548566_589668566_2351874_4946733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj6XHSnltI/AAAAAAAAALs/I4raizTf2h4/s320/6735_122571548566_589668566_2351874_4946733_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375321430267762386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Backstage &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Innae~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj-UMpaqLI/AAAAAAAAAME/3KSNBvrM2pc/s1600-h/DSC_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj-UMpaqLI/AAAAAAAAAME/3KSNBvrM2pc/s320/DSC_1822.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375325778212464818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj8mhsTBzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qXkhTmmndts/s1600-h/6735_122571633566_589668566_2351888_2252486_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spj8mhsTBzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qXkhTmmndts/s320/6735_122571633566_589668566_2351888_2252486_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375323894076081970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done to the new Student Representative Committee and that was really a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos, visit &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/album.php?aid=103711&amp;id=589668566&amp;ref=nf"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gnostec.wordpress.com/"&gt; Blog of Gary Ng &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/gnostec"&gt; Gary Ng's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/linxin"&gt; Blog of LinXin &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?q=Linxin&amp;init=quick#/Linxin9"&gt; LinXin's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3485097850481197859?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3485097850481197859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/traditional-wear-competition-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3485097850481197859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3485097850481197859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/traditional-wear-competition-2009.html' title='Traditional Wear Competition 2009'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Spjzpyj5qMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sFaXg1-yTOg/s72-c/6735_122571588566_589668566_2351881_1591769_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-99566752924530873</id><published>2009-08-27T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:00:22.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>My Deepest Gratitude~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; The Traditional Wear Competition held yesterday was a blast! Before I blog about it, I would like to express my gratitude to a number of people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God - Glory to you in the highest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges - Who allowed me to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Innae - Who supported me in the competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubana - Who lent me her saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumitra - Who lent me her saree too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loges and Priya - Who helped me to try on those sarees and  coached me on the catwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Sevanes - Who helped me to put on the saree yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvin - Who brought me to Kajang to get the blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaspreet - Who lent me those accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary and LinXin - My photographer friends who came over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget supporters from the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Introducing Dato Harvin and Chindian Mandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SpYbmANR8AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VXlOGZwHsmY/s1600-h/DSC04341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SpYbmANR8AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VXlOGZwHsmY/s320/DSC04341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374513545017946114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos will be uploaded soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank ya all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-99566752924530873?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/99566752924530873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-deepest-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/99566752924530873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/99566752924530873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-deepest-gratitude.html' title='My Deepest Gratitude~'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SpYbmANR8AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/VXlOGZwHsmY/s72-c/DSC04341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1061967525100814568</id><published>2009-08-24T06:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:33:36.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>6.40Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Good morning people! :) Yes, it's really early now and I wonder why on earth would I feel like blogging at this time. Well, nothing much. It's just simply because I took 5.5 hours of nap yesterday and that's why I can't sleep more. But if you ask if there is anything that bothering, I would say yes - I'm thinking where have I kept the DVD of the UTAR Ball... Just kinda having short-term memory lost and gosh, I have to return it by today. I know that it's somewhere hiding in my room but it's just so hard to find it. Oh Lord, please just help me to get that DVD, AMEN! *Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so what's my plan for today? Well, breakfast at 8am because I am having a 10am appointment for my back massage at PJ. I do not know what is wrong with my back recently, that I can feel the weird alignment on my back and it has really gotten my days that I couldn't sleep at all. Whenever I tried to sleep, be it lying straight on my back or side way, I can feel the pressure on my left. Mrs. Lim says that it would be my old friend who comes for visiting as I fell down on my back when I had training for the ballet competition last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the massage, I would wanna go to PJ SS2 for lunch since I would be so near to the Food Paradise. *Subject to approval by Innae. Gee~ All I'm having in mind now is the Nasi Lemak that I used to have when I was taking Pre-U at UTAR PJ. The sambal was just really awesome! That mamak is situated outside UTAR and me and my classmates actually called that mamak PS or Kopi Jantan. Lol, the reason of calling it PS because on the left hand, there is a mamak called SP. Since PS is on the right, that's why we switched the 'S' and 'P' over. As for the name of Kopi Jantan, it's just simply because it has these 'Kopi Jantan' posters being pasted around the mamak. Lol, what a funny name huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the evening, Harvin and I would be having a tea break. Just a simple catching up for sharing. We just couldn't live without talking and listening to each other. 5.30pm would be the briefing for the Traditional Wear Competition. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DEAR ALL&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you are invited to attend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: Traditional Wear Competition (In conjunction with Merdeka Day 2009)&lt;br /&gt;Date: 26 August 2009, Wed&lt;br /&gt;Time: 6pm Onwards&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Faculty of Accountancy and Management, UTAR, Sg. Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admission is FREE and please COME and SUPPORT me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's now 7.25am and I have been blogging even before The Sun started to shine. I thought that air in the morning would be fresh but I smelled some engine just now from one of those bungalows which my room is facing to. Well, people have to work and this is how early they have to get up to avoid TRAFFIC JAM. Mrs. Lim always says that she would not want to stay in Sg. Long because it's just so far to get to KL or PJ to work. As for me, Sg. Long is really peaceful to stay in. They are now launching the new Semi-D, Twin Palm or something and come, let's get one unit for myself. *Ya right! Anyway, it's time to get my Innae up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for a good day ahead and hope for the best for my back! Not to forget of getting that DVD too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1061967525100814568?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1061967525100814568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/640am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1061967525100814568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1061967525100814568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/640am.html' title='6.40Am'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1769817683711357963</id><published>2009-08-20T20:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:37:38.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Rewind And Now - MONOPOLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1Fcni8nHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5M0c85Mtdp0/s1600-h/neocon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1Fcni8nHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5M0c85Mtdp0/s320/neocon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372026288477084786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of familiarity with this, I'm pretty sure that the MONOPOLY Board Game with no doubt, has been a good friend to us since we were young till now. When we were young, we have all the bank notes as money to make transactions, but now, the younger generation of us is using MONOPOLY credit card and a digital banking device that keeps track of balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Introducing the MONOPOLY Board Game - World Edition/ Here and Now Edition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1IC1vJbzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-JB3_w8BC2M/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1IC1vJbzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-JB3_w8BC2M/s320/GetAttachment.aspx-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372029144144637746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Edition/Here and Now Edition of MONOPOLY allows six players for the game. Apart of having the credit cards and electronic device, the new edition adopts the mechanism of the classic MONOPOLY Board Game by having:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A pair of six-sided dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Title Deed for each property. A Title Deed is given to a player to signify ownership, and specifies purchase price, mortgage value, the cost of building houses and hotels on that property, and the various rent prices depending on how developed the property is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 32 wooden or plastic houses and 12 wooden or plastic hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A deck of 16 Chance cards and a deck of 16 Community Chest cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1NWXyUP8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/QSxHu-kD0Ns/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx0-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1NWXyUP8I/AAAAAAAAAJM/QSxHu-kD0Ns/s320/GetAttachment.aspx0-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372034977260388290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is how it works on the World Edition. By inserting the credit card into the "+" button, you store value into the card, and the "-" button, you deduct the amount you want let say for income tax, rental or whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is evolution is amazing because it adopts to the change and advancement of technology into the game. I haven't tried playing with the new edition but still I loved it so much when I played with those bank notes last time. Simply because, I could see the money - bank notes and it sort of signified that I was in control of my money, instead of playing by credit cards. Well, if you have tried with the new edition, let's share the differences of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; My Favourite Facts of MONOPOLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Over 5,120,000,000 little green houses have been “constructed” since the MONOPOLY® game was introduced in 1935.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Over 250 million sets of the MONOPOLY® game have been sold worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In the 1970's, a Braille edition of the MONOPOLY® game was created for the visually impaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In 1978, the Neiman Marcus Christmas catalog offered a chocolate version of the game priced at $600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The total amount of money in a standard MONOPOLY® game is $15,140.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hasbro.com/monopoly/en_US/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Source: MONOPOLY) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, it was kind of unexpected to see this change in MONOPOLY that is simply amazing. So, I suppose it would be another learning for myself to pick up a new way to play with the new edition. Somehow or rather, the MONOPOLY Board Game would definitely to be remembered by everyone as it accompanies our growth in stages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1769817683711357963?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1769817683711357963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/rewind-and-now-monopoly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1769817683711357963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1769817683711357963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/rewind-and-now-monopoly.html' title='Rewind And Now - MONOPOLY'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/So1Fcni8nHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5M0c85Mtdp0/s72-c/neocon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-507564140705235096</id><published>2009-08-13T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:37:16.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Smile On Her Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SoRBpqmqAOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QMU8OQB4lu8/s1600-h/DSC04301-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SoRBpqmqAOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QMU8OQB4lu8/s320/DSC04301-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369488839799341282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would describe herself the one putting a big smile on her face from the very bottom of her heart. The Sun that was covered by cloud is now shining in every little thing she does and telling her that she has made it through the rain. She needs not rainbow to tell how wonderful life is because different colors are just showing up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She believes that this is not a dream but a dream to achieve. She sees it as something specific, measurable, attainable, realistic and tangible. Specific as if she knows what to achieve in the future; measurable as if love is beyond measurement; attainable as if she knows how the picture looks like for the future; realistic as if she knows what is the best for her and will only go for her best and tangible as if everything is being secured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in her heart, she knows that she is always halcyon to be loved by God, family, friends and also he, himself. Also, she has been grateful for everything in her life that God has given. She is just a normal person out there who treasurers everything in her life and happy with her life. Life is nothing greater than passion, love and integrity that can be grasped; life is nothing greater than holding on to the moment that is precious and of most life is nothing greater than life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her feeling is now beyond description, wonderful, nice and just awesome! She greatly know that this is not a dream but being real! May the Lord watches over her and everything and keeps her by His side, for great is thy faithfulness. May this brings her to a better stage in her life to shine for the Lord. May this stays... and she knows that it would! Simply because, the right one is taken and the faith is strengthen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-507564140705235096?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/507564140705235096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-on-her-face-from-her-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/507564140705235096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/507564140705235096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-on-her-face-from-her-heart.html' title='The Smile On Her Face'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SoRBpqmqAOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QMU8OQB4lu8/s72-c/DSC04301-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2345518935602103783</id><published>2009-08-11T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:37:16.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Mixed Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Hmm... I really don't know how to start this time. Just having too much of thoughts in my head and my brain seems refuse to put them into words. It's ok, I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been treating well and I have finally realized that everything has been wonderful. Though I have been haunted, it's really time to get up and fight for a better future. As for now, I have gotten the greatest that I could and please Lord, don't make it a dream that looks so real. I know, how things have been going and I have faith that Lord, You will strengthen this and draw us closer to You day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I just can't wait to share everything and anything with the closest ones, I know that things don't go that easily. It went as if how happy that person seemed to feel, but somehow or rather I see scratches that has been trying so hard to be hidden. So, I don't know was it right or wrong to be who I really am to that person. Somehow I know that, after all it's still a reality that you have your emotions and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm now happy and sad, mixture of feelings. Happy because I have the greatest in life and sad because I see that fake on you. Hmm, you know the best for me and trust me, though someone would not be the best, I would still get up by myself and continue to bring out the best for myself. You are definitely not being wrong to be protective, but trust me, that I will make it through. Even if I don't, I will still be who I am, the strong and the though ones and bring the pride to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have said that nothing is gonna change us, I do mean it and I know so you do. No worries, I'm still who I am, and we would still stay who we are. This is simply because, we share, we care and we love each other as a friend. Most importantly, we know where do we stand. I would still come to you when I fall, not because you are to be 'used' by me or to waste time with, but because of the strong bonding that is beyond friendship between me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2345518935602103783?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2345518935602103783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/mixed-indulgence.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2345518935602103783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2345518935602103783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/mixed-indulgence.html' title='Mixed Indulgence'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2499335654619148798</id><published>2009-08-09T01:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:12:04.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>The Lim's 8 Aug 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; I attended my family dinner just now which I didn't plan to go initially because I had some other thing on hand. Since I could spare sometime for the dinner and so I went! The dinner was sort of a reunion for the visitation of a cousin sister to KL. She is a Singaporean but has been based at Shanghai few years ago to support the abroad-working husband. Also, the dinner is a celebration to another cousin sister who graduates from MMU.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took bus from Sg. Long to KL to meet up my Mr. Lim so that he could pick me along for the dinner. It has been a while the last time I took bus too. It was packed because it's weekend. I dressed nicely and wore a pair of heels that I have worn for only twice, so, the third time today. Well, this pair of heels isn't 'seasoned'and it was killing to put it on for long hours. I wore it the first time for UTAR Ball 2009 and second time on Easter Night 2009. Surprisingly, I could walk with that and passed by to Time Square, Sg. Wang, Lot 1o and finally Pavillion to meet my dad. His office is at Bukit Bintang and parked his car at Marriot. Thank God, I didn't have to walk further to get to the car. Phew, I went to ALL the shopping malls today at KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mr. Lim saw me, he nagged at me and my heels. It went like why are you putting on your heels when you knew that you have to walked a lot?? I guess he was just feeling heart-pain because his daughter has knee ligament problem and the doctor had advised her on not to wear heels. The same thing went to Mrs. Lim when she saw me with that heels too. Guess what, they nagged at me again when they sent me back to Sg. Long just now. So, I had three rounds of nagging by them, thanks to the Nine West heels. *cough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's enough for the heels and the nagging. We went to Restaurant Lucky Xing for dinner at Shamelin and we had vege, sweet and sour crab (so nice), toufu, chicken, and steam fish! Let me show you some shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn27G7MBk-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/cw6Cx4Cc2qw/s1600-h/DSC04264-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn27G7MBk-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/cw6Cx4Cc2qw/s320/DSC04264-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367652058537235426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; The dishes. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn25MhJQbFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/s32wxG3xcFc/s1600-h/DSC04256-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn25MhJQbFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/s32wxG3xcFc/s320/DSC04256-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367649955602263122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Uncle Lee, Mai Lan (younger sister of my Mr. Lim), cousin from Singapore and my Mr. Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top from left: Ms. Lim and my Mrs. Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn259n8OiAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zmFdySlLvh4/s1600-h/DSC04257-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn259n8OiAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zmFdySlLvh4/s320/DSC04257-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367650799240251394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; The Chit-Chatting. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would usually have two tables when we go for meal. One for the adult and the other for the kids. We had a just married couple of cousin sitting with us just now who still belong to the category of 'kid". Lol, so to myself then, sitting with my younger cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn28JT6caUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/V_ig6KqqwHo/s1600-h/DSC04259-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn28JT6caUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/V_ig6KqqwHo/s320/DSC04259-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367653199045749058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Michel, The Boy. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michel is the eldest son of my cousin from Singapore and guess what Michel is calling me AUNTIE. Awww~ Me and my parents visited to Singapore during the 2004's Chinese New Year and I could still remember how small was Michel that time. He asked me to play with him and of course I wasn't as hyper as he did. I could still put him to sit on my lap that time and he loved to hug me. This kid grows really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was nice but after all the gathering meant a lot because it was a family bonding. It was good to see my aunts and uncles, long lost cousins and of course the kids who call me AUNTIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2499335654619148798?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2499335654619148798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lims-8-aug-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2499335654619148798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2499335654619148798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lims-8-aug-2009.html' title='The Lim&apos;s 8 Aug 2009'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sn27G7MBk-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/cw6Cx4Cc2qw/s72-c/DSC04264-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-688192648119567758</id><published>2009-08-07T18:44:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:22:55.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Real Life Fairy Tale~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Last Sunday, TheStar reported about the news of the knot tying of Kim Ong, the blogger and Josiah Ng, the national cyclist. Well, I'm not a follower of Kim's blog nor the news of Josiah. When I walked down to living room, I saw an article of TheStar left on the couch and so I went to have a look. That's what my Mr. Lim and Mrs. Lim do when they wanna show me some interesting stuff. In fact, Mrs. Lim keeps a lot of fine articles that she finds worth reading and get me to read them when I go home during the weekends. Thanks mummy and I have really learned a lot. Alright, back to Kim's and Josiah's. The thing that caught my eyes on the newspaper was their wedding photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwLDkdu91I/AAAAAAAAAHk/B_6XyKpyk7g/s1600-h/JosiahandKim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwLDkdu91I/AAAAAAAAAHk/B_6XyKpyk7g/s320/JosiahandKim.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367177011874690898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that Kim is a ballerina and so I read the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Introduction of Josiah Ng and Kim Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwNCWyc88I/AAAAAAAAAHs/6LLRY8IRoeI/s1600-h/img_1395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwNCWyc88I/AAAAAAAAAHs/6LLRY8IRoeI/s320/img_1395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367179190046880706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Josiah Ng Onn Lam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.josiahng.com"&gt;Josiah Ng's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia’s current national track cyclist and is vying for a medal at the London Olympics 2012. He became the 2004 Malaysian Olympian and Sportsman of the Year after participating in the Athens Olympics 2004, 8-times world medallist bagging the first place in the UCI Track World Cup in the keirin event three times and is still competing internationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards:&lt;br /&gt;2004 Malaysian Olympian &amp; Sportsman of the Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCI Track World Cup Ranking:&lt;br /&gt;Keirin Year 2002 to 2003 – Ranked No.1&lt;br /&gt;Keirin Year 2004 to 2005 – Ranked No.3&lt;br /&gt;Keirin Year 2005 to 2006 – Ranked No.1&lt;br /&gt;8 times World Cup Medallist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kim Ong Suan Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimong.com"&gt; Kim Ong's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formerly a Digital Interactive Executive with Arc Worldwide, (Leo Burnett) Malaysia. Also a model, emcee, dancer, actress and an active blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peak of Kim’s blogging in 2008 was when she was featured in FHM Magazine (May 2008) and in Clive Magazine (October 2008). On her blog, Kim shares with readers her innate passion and zest for life through fashion, events, travel, food and so on and was recently invited to share her views as a blogger at the Blog Marketing and New Media Workshop hosted by Nuffnang and ADOI magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; (Source: josiahandkim.wordpress.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 01, 2008, Kim and Josiah went on a trip to London. After watching "The Phantom of The Opera" at the theater, they went to the London Eye. Josiah booked the capsule for the proposal as the capsule would normally contains maximum of 25 person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kimong.com/?p=213"&gt; It Wasn't An April Fool's Joke by Kim Ong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwOuC_X_II/AAAAAAAAAH0/3LjtE9SRm-8/s1600-h/n501362468_544092_215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwOuC_X_II/AAAAAAAAAH0/3LjtE9SRm-8/s320/n501362468_544092_215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367181040158243970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wedding dinner was held at The Westin Hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwQp6mGrkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4wPzuX7JoQc/s1600-h/AndyKho_280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwQp6mGrkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4wPzuX7JoQc/s320/AndyKho_280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367183168208547394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest, &lt;a href="http://josiahandkim.wordpress.com/sponsors/"&gt; Sponsors for the wedding of Josiah and Kim Ng &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just can't resist from sharing some of their wonderful shots with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gown Designed by : Melvin Lam Haute Couture&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Wedding Photographer: Arthur Chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwUlwcElUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qWycwo-_b74/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwUlwcElUI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qWycwo-_b74/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367187494809146690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwhmyrQ9_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/B3BYa7pbcQs/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwhmyrQ9_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/B3BYa7pbcQs/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367201806240774130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/josiahandkim"&gt; More Photos &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; She Says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cycles for miles for the love of cycling, and the main thing I love about him is his consistency in building our relationship, being ever so patient and never slacks. We make great partners in the things we do - be it looking for a shop, or even cooking together. More importantly, we communicate on a mature level with great understanding. Where there’s love, motivation for each other exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Source: Kim Ong - It Wasn't An April Fool's Joke) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; He Says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our backgrounds vary but we share the common principles in life and in terms of pursuing our dreams. We communicate a lot because we know that there is always challenges for a distance relationship. With faith and interaction, everything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="Source: http://www.kimong.com/?cat=22"&gt; (Source)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; So Sweet~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With faith and trust, fairy tale does happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 13:5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 13:6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 13:7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New International Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-688192648119567758?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/688192648119567758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kim-blogger-and-josiah-national-cyclist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/688192648119567758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/688192648119567758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/kim-blogger-and-josiah-national-cyclist.html' title='Real Life Fairy Tale~'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnwLDkdu91I/AAAAAAAAAHk/B_6XyKpyk7g/s72-c/JosiahandKim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-6112424861217979357</id><published>2009-08-07T00:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T03:58:15.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>12.23am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Just got home from Midvalley for the movie of "On His Majesty's Secret Service". Know what, I have been going to Midvalley for three days. Tuesday to Madam Kwan for Samantha's birthday celebration and then to T.T.D.I for drinking. Wednesday to Midvalley for the movie "The Proposal" and just now, YES! Midvalley again for the movie "On His Majesty's Secret Service". I suppose I'm gonna be at The Garden tomorrow because it's Isetan's Member Day. I haven't changed to my pyjamas yet, the usual thing that I do when I'm home. Wonder why, just too desperate to blog. Wanted to update something this afternoon but the line was really creepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Samantha's 21st birthday today and the classmates celebrated for her yesterday. So, I suppose that she is enjoying herself now out there with her bunch of friends. So, here are some photos for her celebration on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Chocolate Lady" from Venice Sg. Long and I really loved it! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsL47OB66I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dSGhrzWrHps/s1600-h/5970_132688984151_784919151_3335078_2789899_n-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsL47OB66I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dSGhrzWrHps/s320/5970_132688984151_784919151_3335078_2789899_n-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366896453539195810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Girl - Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sns1FpPfEBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KeWvwdrc9B0/s1600-h/DSC04231-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sns1FpPfEBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/KeWvwdrc9B0/s320/DSC04231-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366941752028499986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of Bachelor of Banking and Finance Year 3 Sem 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsQJ032E6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/y9X0M1h7utA/s1600-h/5970_132694629151_784919151_3335135_804478_n-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsQJ032E6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/y9X0M1h7utA/s320/5970_132694629151_784919151_3335135_804478_n-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366901141939819426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for her Pre-Birthday celebration, we went for manicure. It's my first time doing this, p.s. don't laugh please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple is mine and pink is hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsM-EIfX-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QNhEQu65LIs/s1600-h/060820091255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsM-EIfX-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QNhEQu65LIs/s320/060820091255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366897641342853090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been having enough of rest since yesterday. Slept only 5 hours last night. So, I have traded my meals with my beauty sleep today. *cough! Yeah, I took only a cup of Nescafe this morning before attending to class and skipped breakfast and lunch. Dinner was at somewhere near to Kaki Corner, thanks to Boon Seong. It's 12.32am now and I'm suppose to go to bed but I just can't resist from facebooking and blogging as I did not get to do them yesterday and on this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing else in mind now. Good night, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-6112424861217979357?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/6112424861217979357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/1223am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/6112424861217979357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/6112424861217979357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/1223am.html' title='12.23am'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnsL47OB66I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dSGhrzWrHps/s72-c/5970_132688984151_784919151_3335078_2789899_n-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-3639135919536733144</id><published>2009-08-02T22:46:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:06:42.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Yasmin Ahmad, The Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; 23 July 2009, Yasmin Ahmad suffered a stroke while attending a meeting. She was then rushed to the Damansara Specialist Hospital and underwent a neurosurgery procedure to reduce the swelling in her brain. On 25 July 2009, Yasmin Ahmad succumbed to her injury and was pronounced dead at 11.25pm. Such a pain to the Malaysia Film and Art Industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXJ8VEVyPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-9Bdyw9pKu0/s1600-h/yasminahmad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXJ8VEVyPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-9Bdyw9pKu0/s320/yasminahmad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365416569366497522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally do not follow her stories much yet somehow or rather she has been a great film maker. Of six films that she had made, I have watched only one - 'Gubra' which means anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Her Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some, she might just be a local film maker, but she is a multi-award winning film director, writer and scriptwriter. Trust me, you have seen her works but you just can't recall. I bet you would definitely remember those advertisements that Petronas have had for festival celebrations. Those passionate, patriotic, humorous and tenderness were the works of Yasmin Ahmad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Her Filmography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Rabun' (My Failing Eyesight) (2003)&lt;br /&gt;An elderly couple move out of the city to a village and found that life in the countryside is not that pleasant after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKHSc74UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A1AAl1MRQmI/s1600-h/rabun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKHSc74UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/A1AAl1MRQmI/s320/rabun2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365416757642912066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sepet' (Slit Eye) (2004)&lt;br /&gt;The tale of a love that blooms between a Chinese boy and a Malay girl, set in Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKQLg7-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zxy1r2f6vEI/s1600-h/sepet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKQLg7-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zxy1r2f6vEI/s320/sepet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365416910399469970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Gubra' (Anxiety) (2006)&lt;br /&gt;A sequel of sorts, it is a set a few years after Orked's romance with Jason, where she is married to an older man. Running in tandem with Orked's story is another about a holy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKaxygN6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/DNnOJ4lFKYo/s1600-h/gubra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKaxygN6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/DNnOJ4lFKYo/s320/gubra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365417092472387490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mukhsin' (2007)&lt;br /&gt;The first love of 10 yo Orked and 12 yo Mukhsin. A simple plotline of a blossoming young romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKiJrMmAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/x8RJfp0op2A/s1600-h/mukhsin_ost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKiJrMmAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/x8RJfp0op2A/s320/mukhsin_ost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365417219143276546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Muallaf' (The Convert) (2008)&lt;br /&gt;A tale of three souls finding solace in religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKurk89pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CSmGErhQigc/s1600-h/muallaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXKurk89pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CSmGErhQigc/s320/muallaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365417434402322066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Talentime' (2009)&lt;br /&gt;School competition featuring songs and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXK0-61A3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/AkGOy4AHMzQ/s1600-h/taelntime-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXK0-61A3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/AkGOy4AHMzQ/s320/taelntime-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365417542673564530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin's first four films were highly personal and featured of her own family members. People criticize that her own family is always portrayed as the ideal unit surrounded by not-so-ideal others and environment. But to me, some just do not accept the reality that blends with fantasy in her films.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Source: StarTwo 29 July 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hall of Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of her films have been screened at the Berlin, San Francisco, Singapore and Cannes International Film Festivals. Her films were featured at the 19th Tokyo International Film Festival in October 2006. An April 2007 retrospective of her feature films was sponsored by the Center for Southeast Asian Studies, University of Hawaii, and the Honolulu Academy of Arts. She was inducted into the Malaysian Advertising Hall of Fame by the Association of Accredited Advertising Agents Malaysia in November 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Her Latest Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin has been working on her first feature film to be filmed in Singapore, "Go, Thaddeus!" before she passed away. This was to be an inspirational film for the 2010 Youth Olympic Games, based on the book, "Running the full distance: Thaddeus Cheong" by Belinda Wee about Singapore's 17 yo National triathlete who passed away after completing the 2007 SEA Games time trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some of you are familiar with '15 Malaysia'. It consists 15 short films of Malaysia culture and current issues featuring some of the coolest directors and personalities as well as politician like Minister of Health Datuk Seri Liow Tiong Lai, UMNO Youth leader, Khairy, and more. 15 Malaysia will be released on 17 Aug 2009. Visit to &lt;a href="http://www.15malaysia.com"&gt;15Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin Ahmad had her production in 15 Malaysia - Chocolate, a short story of a young Chinese boy who is asked by the parents to further his studies at Singapore. Be it you like her or not, I would encourage you to watch it because this is the last piece of her work and you might be touched by her passion towards art in her own home country. Though she was criticized by so many parties yet she believed in her own visions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Her Quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's ok if you do not like my films as I make them for my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-3639135919536733144?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/3639135919536733144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/yasmin-ahmad-legend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3639135919536733144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/3639135919536733144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/yasmin-ahmad-legend.html' title='Yasmin Ahmad, The Legend'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SnXJ8VEVyPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-9Bdyw9pKu0/s72-c/yasminahmad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-4735992816193511790</id><published>2009-08-01T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:42:03.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep In'/><title type='text'>There's No Right Or Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; There has been always things that you have done where you can't judge either it was right or wrong. It's the matter if you are getting better off with it or not. Somehow or rather when you thought that it's ok, it's just actually not and you just can't walk away from it. Though it has been really long, but time hasn't seemed to heal yet. Sometimes you thought that you have wined in the situation but you have lose, badly... Too bad, I'm made of flesh, bones and emotions that seem so hard to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather given if there's a U-turn that can be made, I bet this would still be the path to choose. So, why should I be regret of it now? Again, there's nothing as right or wrong. It's just seems so hard to accept the fact, to be the whole new me. Though you thought that it does not exist anymore, but it does, deep inside. Nowhere to be found, nowhere to be traced, but it's just there that you won't know where is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's never easy for the path that was chosen, I know what is expected from me to be carried on with. Though it isn't so bad for the moment, but deep in my heart, I do know how has it been. No one would know the pain and the story because it costs so much to mention yet too little to be bothered of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how does it feel if you have been alone for the midnight, so quiet and peaceful. Ask if you are really calm in your heart, ask if you don't feel anything extraordinary, but for your own self. Yes, it has been another great night, but not until I realized about the path that I have chosen that has changed the rest of the path to be taken... &lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-4735992816193511790?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/4735992816193511790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-no-right-or-wrong.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4735992816193511790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/4735992816193511790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-no-right-or-wrong.html' title='There&apos;s No Right Or Wrong'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-361932484213487239</id><published>2009-07-28T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:08:55.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>MIYAF 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; On the 25th July 2009, Chinese Methodist Cantonese Church celebrated its 54th Anniversary that brought the collaboration of Intermediaries, Youth and Adult Fellowship. The Intermediaries chaired by Lee Chin, we started the Youth by the beginning of this year therefore we don't have the 'spokesperson' yet and the Adult is chaired by Uncle Hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; So this was the schedule for the BIG day! &lt;/div align ="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7dBVtM9PI/AAAAAAAAADc/pyoAhyF74P4/s1600-h/DSC04209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7dBVtM9PI/AAAAAAAAADc/pyoAhyF74P4/s320/DSC04209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363467221321184498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Look at the crowd!&lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7fTrLebrI/AAAAAAAAADk/VnOUPFEeWYE/s1600-h/6453_104724122710_673977710_2313350_5258647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7fTrLebrI/AAAAAAAAADk/VnOUPFEeWYE/s320/6453_104724122710_673977710_2313350_5258647_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363469735346204338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with Praise and Worship and was led by Wei Cheaw, Ben played the drum, pity him because we are lacked of drummers in the church, guitars were played by Tim and the other young boy - can't remember his name,piano by Kevin and the backup singers were Peay Pei and Romeo Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7f8W-3jOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/u09LikS1Npw/s1600-h/6453_104724097710_673977710_2313345_2103850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7f8W-3jOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/u09LikS1Npw/s320/6453_104724097710_673977710_2313345_2103850_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363470434299251938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Emcees for the day!&lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7gUCdUcxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hxaE-KTRes8/s1600-h/6453_104724137710_673977710_2313353_7369202_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7gUCdUcxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hxaE-KTRes8/s320/6453_104724137710_673977710_2313353_7369202_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363470841106690834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Performance by the MAFers.&lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hVxtcT9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6MZn27rVSpY/s1600-h/6453_104724127710_673977710_2313351_4724765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hVxtcT9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/6MZn27rVSpY/s320/6453_104724127710_673977710_2313351_4724765_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363471970482278354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt;Performance by the MYFers. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzyQdxQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Rq02iYbuVFg/s1600-h/6453_104724162710_673977710_2313358_7454977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzyQdxQI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Rq02iYbuVFg/s320/6453_104724162710_673977710_2313358_7454977_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363472486025250050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzkqZ_3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/yrpHAXBC2Kw/s1600-h/6453_104724157710_673977710_2313357_6718489_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzkqZ_3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/yrpHAXBC2Kw/s320/6453_104724157710_673977710_2313357_6718489_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363472482375958386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzv_4ebI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zyjLkWoUZMk/s1600-h/6453_104724152710_673977710_2313356_4333145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7hzv_4ebI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zyjLkWoUZMk/s320/6453_104724152710_673977710_2313356_4333145_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363472485418826162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Performance by the MIFers. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7jIElC06I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TbjPzed2uk0/s1600-h/6453_104724262710_673977710_2313374_6095777_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7jIElC06I/AAAAAAAAAEk/TbjPzed2uk0/s320/6453_104724262710_673977710_2313374_6095777_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363473934052414370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7jQZCu-VI/AAAAAAAAAEs/N0ZNmqy-HbM/s1600-h/6453_104724277710_673977710_2313376_5370807_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7jQZCu-VI/AAAAAAAAAEs/N0ZNmqy-HbM/s320/6453_104724277710_673977710_2313376_5370807_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363474076984605010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Theme Song. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7kJrcLsPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PY01IyWXm38/s1600-h/6453_104724397710_673977710_2313395_1802346_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7kJrcLsPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PY01IyWXm38/s320/6453_104724397710_673977710_2313395_1802346_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363475061175726322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Cake Cutting Ceremony. &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7ke-JVd0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/o6d5Mku87o0/s1600-h/6453_104724422710_673977710_2313400_6699918_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7ke-JVd0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/o6d5Mku87o0/s320/6453_104724422710_673977710_2313400_6699918_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363475426974201666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "center"&gt; Thank you daddy and mommy for attending to the anniversary! &lt;/div align = "center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7lStupzyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uiqlmYhqY_A/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7lStupzyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/uiqlmYhqY_A/s320/DSC00982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363476315920518946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align ="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-361932484213487239?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/361932484213487239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/miyaf-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/361932484213487239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/361932484213487239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/miyaf-2009.html' title='MIYAF 2009'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/Sm7dBVtM9PI/AAAAAAAAADc/pyoAhyF74P4/s72-c/DSC04209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-1792800810847566603</id><published>2009-07-24T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:09:35.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>For You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmmhiF51EGI/AAAAAAAAADM/CLVdPfSsUug/s1600-h/friend.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmmhiF51EGI/AAAAAAAAADM/CLVdPfSsUug/s320/friend.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361994438433640546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; This is for you, you do know who am I talking if you read. After so long of knowing you, this is the VERY FIRST TIME that you give me a cold shoulder. Being a friend after so many ups and downs, whenever people doubted about our relationships and even asked you to leave that person alone but you have NEVER. Why so? Because we know where do we stand in position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From work to building up our friendships, you are always there to be with me. Even when someone asks the "Digi girl" not to cry, you are the only one who listens to her sorrows. When someone is really down or throw you words just to make you leaving her, you have never dropped her like a brick. Be it when it comes to options of work and sparing more time, you still be by her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When times hurt both of us, when she is thinking too much, you know that she is not because she is always serious in the stuff she does. And you, you have been always next to her when she needs someone to talk with and share with. She is the ones that you thought of too when you have problem, be it you are telling her later or immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationships have been center of attraction, from some big shots to some people whom we do not even bother. People do envy of how could we have such a strong base of friendships and that is why I believe the burden on you is always heavy. Have we ever cared about people's perception that makes us who we are to each other today? NEVER!! That's why we are still strong, comate to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has done things that hurt, be it to herself or others. But be it you are pissed with yourself, me or others, name it! You told me yesterday that you won't mind of anything given if I'm being truthful to you, but you are not doing it now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that it leads to no where to go further, but we have been here to support each other, I'm sorry for whatever that I have done that hurts, especially to you. We are somebody to each other, be it now or in the future. You know what do i mean and I'm not gonna drop you like a brick just like how you have promised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust =Roses, Trust if u know the surface then u can stay alive ,the deeper u try to dig in the more pain u get. Roses,they smell nice, look loving and appealing but if u grab at a force u will be hurt by its trons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the damn sad thing if you are gonna do this again as what you have said to me in that fast food restaurant. But I believe that this is not going to happen... Simply I believe in you, and our strong base of friendship. No one could ever matters to me like how you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-1792800810847566603?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/1792800810847566603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1792800810847566603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/1792800810847566603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-you.html' title='For You!'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmmhiF51EGI/AAAAAAAAADM/CLVdPfSsUug/s72-c/friend.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-7775550645818288560</id><published>2009-07-19T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:10:00.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>Just A Few Words~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; Life has been wonderful lately. I had a practice today for next week's Methodist Intermediaries, Youth and Adult Anniversary next Saturday and the details are below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 25th July 2009, Saturday 7.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Chinese Methodist Cantonese Church, Pudu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are gonna have Praise and Worship, Sermon and Performances! I'm going to perform too, so, if you wanna come and do not know where my church is, drop me a message and I will let you know the way there!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late today for church but lol, Lee Yng, who was supposed to give me a lift was also late. So, we didn't go for breakfast and ended up sort of starving during the service. It's Youth Sunday today and we all the 'young people' led the service. Thank God, the scripture reading was ok though the mic was blocking my reading at the bible. Great job everyone for the practice today. It's not gonna be that smooth without your commitments! I'm thinking if I should upload the video that was taken during the practice... Hmm I think the actual ones on next Saturday is better. So, VideoCam Man is needed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two weeks that I haven't been home and since I was sick for about a week, I preferred to be left alone at Sg Long and people would prefer me to go home so that my mom can take care of me. I'm having 3 assignments dues this coming week, YES, 3 ASSIGNMENTS! One is done and another two are still hanging there. I was thinking of staying in Sg Long so that I can do my work, but I guess my Mr. Lim and Mrs. Lim are gonna make noise. So, I finally went home today after the practice. It was great to see my folks after two weeks. A  lot of sharing with Mrs. Lim of course, from my money management - nagged by her, to her recent life and some gossips, not forget about her Ms. Lim's life in the campus and with some people around her. But still, I'm glad to have fun with both of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me are getting attached. Though they are not that close to me, I'm really happy for them. I got a shocked when I saw this cell group member of mine, a gf is attached to a random visitor to my cell. Lol, he is hot, but now taken.... Ahuh! So, to console myself, I actually just gotta wait for the right ones to come at the right time. Nah~ I'm sharing this not because I'm all alone because I know that I'm never and the Lord is watching over my life. People around me just come and go, some to take advantage and some are just pass-byers, you name it!So... That's all about it and that's what I would like to say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-7775550645818288560?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/7775550645818288560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-few-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7775550645818288560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/7775550645818288560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-few-words.html' title='Just A Few Words~'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472082536718770758.post-2283499433132217979</id><published>2009-07-18T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:10:23.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herself'/><title type='text'>The Effect of Jumbo Medication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align = "justify"&gt; I haven't been feeling well for the past 4 days. I thought as usual that I just gotta get enough of rest and everything is gonna be fine. Well, it did not turn out to be the way I ought to. Poor me that I was having presentation and midterm test on the first day i fell sick. Thank God that I was able to do the presentation and the test well. Though people said that I spoke kinda soft during the presentation without myself realizing it, I thought that was the best I could. Test was fine and I went for Ice Age 3 after the test though I was suppose to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't watched Ice Age 1 and 2, but the third is really nice. Though I was having this really bad sore throat but I was really laughing like nobody's business in the cinema. I love the Scrat who tries to nab the ever elusive nut and ended falling in love with the Scratte. You just don't know how funny of them in fighting with each other to get that nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHWGMnTA6I/AAAAAAAAABA/gVJFei8fWRk/s1600-h/Ice_age_dawn_of_the_dinosaurs_theatrical_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHWGMnTA6I/AAAAAAAAABA/gVJFei8fWRk/s320/Ice_age_dawn_of_the_dinosaurs_theatrical_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359800433501209506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHV8GdcjAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AYt7YQAqBPo/s1600-h/ice-age-scrat-female.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHV8GdcjAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AYt7YQAqBPo/s320/ice-age-scrat-female.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359800260050586626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that it's enough for Ice Age 3. I felt better after a night of resting, which was the Wednesday, Thank God. I wanted to see a doctor but I thought that I was still fine and so I spent the whole day with my bed and yum cha with Alvin at night. Suprisingly I could still do that because I thought that I have overslept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff has not ended yet as I had my bestie to stay overnight on Thursday because we had an early test at 8am on Friday. It was fun to have her around and we did some stupid stuff just to 'wake' each other up from feeling sleepy. Gee~ You just don't know how crazy can girls be, right? Thank God, the test on Friday was smooth as how a ship sails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, Friday just wasn't my day. Finally, I decided to go and see doctor because I felt dizzy and hard to breath. The doctor said that I did not have fever and I was glad of it. Took the medicine and slept after that. It was just killing after I woke up and I called it the 'jumbo medi' effect. You wouldn't wanna know what did I do. Lol~ I was craving to have soup on Friday and I bought two drumsticks of chicken. Without realizing, I actually pealed of the skin and fats of the drumsticks with the back of the knife and was thinking how come I couldn't cut the skin off. Aha~ The funniest was that I was suppose to use the rice cooker to make the soup and the pot was inside the rice cooker. I did not see it and was looking for that pot around in the kitchen. I saw my housemate and asked her where was the pot. She gave me the 'what's wrong with you' look and said the pot is inside what.... My gosh, these medicines had really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHWcQ4cs5I/AAAAAAAAABI/euwS_Qw7XCQ/s1600-h/DSC04096-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHWcQ4cs5I/AAAAAAAAABI/euwS_Qw7XCQ/s320/DSC04096-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359800812604011410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Saturday today and it's like the normal routine to hang out with Harvin. We went for Dunkin Donought because we had not other options. It wasn't so bad as I just wanted to satisfy my little crave~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHXaeNj99I/AAAAAAAAABY/b_hKOa7Wy3k/s1600-h/DSC04098-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHXaeNj99I/AAAAAAAAABY/b_hKOa7Wy3k/s320/DSC04098-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359801881334118354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut down the medicine today, but today is like the worst I have ever felt. I took a nap after taking the medicine just now and just really couldn't wake up when my housemate asked me if I would like to have dinner. He yelled outside my room but I felt really strenghtless to answer him and I sms-d him to say that I would like to. Couldn't even walk properly when we went out for dinner. Sigh~ I have never felt this terrible before, just really out of focus and having some brain-blocks! I guess I'm gonna leave those medicines alone and finish up the antibiotic would do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Youth Sunday tomorrow in church and I'm the scripture reader tomorrow. Thank God my voice is back! Kinda anticipating for tomorrow but hmm, it's gonna be another day for me because I'm leaving home at 7.40am. That's early huh... I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHfbEX5khI/AAAAAAAAABg/zvRhfVZhEGU/s1600-h/DSC04079-1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHfbEX5khI/AAAAAAAAABg/zvRhfVZhEGU/s320/DSC04079-1-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359810687671046674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheri Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div align = "justify"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472082536718770758-2283499433132217979?l=cherimandy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/feeds/2283499433132217979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/effect-of-jumbo-medication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2283499433132217979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472082536718770758/posts/default/2283499433132217979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherimandy.blogspot.com/2009/07/effect-of-jumbo-medication.html' title='The Effect of Jumbo Medication'/><author><name>Cheri Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VIg0gSo1_Fo/SmHWGMnTA6I/AAAAAAAAABA/gVJFei8fWRk/s72-c/Ice_age_dawn_of_the_dinosaurs_theatrical_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
