<?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-29423297</id><updated>2012-01-15T17:30:50.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Accordingly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></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-29423297.post-1440060960685982071</id><published>2012-01-15T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:30:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 2012</title><content type='html'>It's the new year 2012 and I've decided to revive my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies! It's been 9 1/2 months since I left home and came to Singapore. Whilst it wasn't the easiest choice, it taught and still is teaching me many valuable lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week after months, God reminded me of His will for my life. I've always loved Europe and will definitely love to settle there but every opening seem to close out on me quickly. The option that I struggle to consider however but know deep down it is where God wants me to be seem to flourish in small but obvious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start off with going back to studying part time. It'll be tough but I believe that if God has open this door for me, He'll help me through :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-1440060960685982071?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1440060960685982071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=1440060960685982071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1440060960685982071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1440060960685982071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-2012.html' title='#1 2012'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4873095595544505878</id><published>2009-04-27T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:34:12.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be back soon..</title><content type='html'>I've decided to revive this blog.. frequently updates soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4873095595544505878?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4873095595544505878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4873095595544505878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4873095595544505878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4873095595544505878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-back-soon.html' title='Be back soon..'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4653363577222484969</id><published>2008-08-08T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:49:20.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue rambling</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have been quite busy, but there's no excuse for not blogging. How about not having internet access at work?? good enough an excuse.. no? why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post, the 3-day fasting didn't really take place. Honestly, we forgot about it. The subject has to be closed for a while till I get some kind of indication about leaving. I mean why would I want to leave anyway? Friends and family aplenty here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the busy period has ended and I am back to chocolate eating and learning as many processes there are at work. Pretty interesting for the last two weeks or so. We are going through the audit process now in the office and it's cool. There's this one cute auditor from Australia who has caught many of our eyes. :) I wished he could stay a tad longer. He's just so nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than work, my cousins are back for a holiday and it's nice having them around. We had so many activities, I am tired out almost every night. It seems strange to be tired out so fast. I could have gone straight without sleep for days last time. hehehe.. (like 5 yrs ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main highlight of today's ramblings are.. *drum rolls..* GRADUATION! yes yes, technically I have graduated but on the 23rd of Aug is the official ceremony where I will walk gracefully with my head held high on my 3 inch heel and receive a scroll by a person I've never met. How Exciting!!!! All are invited to come and share this moment with me but not for the ceremony sadly. There isn't enough space in the authentic hall of KDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am so glad I will be having a new baby cousin soon... I hope for a Dutch-Chinese girl please. Nevertheless, I miss Jan the cheeky boy so much. Here's a picture of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/SJxq0YlWMBI/AAAAAAAAADs/0iDkFYpBNGU/s1600-h/Foto%27s-0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232174315282509842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/SJxq0YlWMBI/AAAAAAAAADs/0iDkFYpBNGU/s400/Foto%27s-0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4653363577222484969?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4653363577222484969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4653363577222484969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4653363577222484969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4653363577222484969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-overdue-rambling.html' title='Long overdue rambling'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/SJxq0YlWMBI/AAAAAAAAADs/0iDkFYpBNGU/s72-c/Foto%27s-0088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4546319117274031126</id><published>2008-06-24T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:36:45.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past, Present and possibly Future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I’m sitting here in a partial dark room looking at pictures I took in Europe. Seeing each expression and action, I realized how young, energetic, adventurous and brave I was. How I loved those times of being lost, missing trains, chasing buses and getting frustrated in conversations I didn’t understand. I miss that side of me today more than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum asked me what were my thoughts the other day and the word TRANSITORY came out of nowhere. She asked me why but I couldn’t explain. I really feel like I am in a transit awaiting the next adventure. On the one side, I am excited as ever while the other says ‘Wo, hold your horses’. Being in a state of figuring out what’s the right path to take is exhilarating yet scary. God will deal with me on this. I just know He would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared a moment of laughter with Dad the other day and it’s been a long time since we sat together and simply teased each other. Never knew I was so consumed in the pains and pleasures of growing up I have somewhat neglected time with Dad. It was refreshing to share that moment. I love him more than I can express (teary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the moment, Dad reckons we should move to Australia while I vote for The Netherlands and we trashed out the many benefits of each country given our personal experiences. While I enjoyed my holiday in Australia, it didn’t have the long-lasting emotions I had in The Netherlands. Then again, Dad reckons I’ll be bored with milks, cows and cheese soon enough. So, his present understanding of his little girl believes Australia is the best place for her. I should really pray about it. We made a father-daughter pack that we would fast for 3 days and see what God says. I’ll make sure I whisper ‘the Netherlands..’ to him while he’s asleep. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really start fasting and swim more. Fun lunches and birthday celebrations at the office are really bringing harm to my tummy. In a span of two weeks, I’ve had four chocolate cakes *yummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I continue to enjoy the cakes, stay tuned for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel - Out &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4546319117274031126?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4546319117274031126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4546319117274031126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4546319117274031126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4546319117274031126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-present-and-possibly-future.html' title='Past, Present and possibly Future?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-5863225444556038475</id><published>2008-05-23T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:50:57.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The many I thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I thought that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life is easier now than then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One lesson is enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Trust is possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Changes are good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friendships are true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Feelings don't last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time heals all wounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listening protects ones self,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Determination overcomes challenges,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being true to others is the way to go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life is complicated now more than ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One lesson is never enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Trust is a vague concept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Changes takes you nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;True friendships are questionable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Feelings last longer than expected,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wounds from the past comes around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listening creates vulnerability,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Determination only minimizes dissapointments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Being true to others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Allows confusion and hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes, I am fairly emotional now. I don't expect to be without emotions BUT I dislike the way I feel now. It's way beyond my expectations. I'm not sure how much I can take at this moment. Lord help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-5863225444556038475?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5863225444556038475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=5863225444556038475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/5863225444556038475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/5863225444556038475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2008/05/many-i-thought.html' title='The many I thought...'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-1683625331463154662</id><published>2008-04-01T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:17:40.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ups and downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every morning I wake up and think, 'how can today be different from yesterday?' Then excitedly I jump up from my bed and head to wash up and dress up for work. For the first few weeks at work I was just waiting for time to pass without much agenda. That was up until last week when I finally had some challenging tasks to do. I seriously never doubted my capabilities as much as last week. But with a great God, at the end of each day I take a smile home with me no matter how tired I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ask me 'how's work? are you enjoying yourself these days?' I can only tell them that work is only a mean to earn a living. Enjoying myself, I do given the open and friendly culture in the office yet humans like myself can never be satisfied. I gave two other jobs to be at this place because I believed in the management yet when offers pour in, I find myself shaken. Why? I have no idea. Perhaps fresh grads are suppose to aim for money in their first job. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my love life, nothing much have been happening. I am waiting for the Lord to send me the best guy He has for me. Hopefully soon.. given my girlfriends getting attached others married can create some peer pressure. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life with God is amazing and going on strong. Lots I want to do this year I am just praying that I can sustain the commitment I am going to make. Seriously, I don't want to compromise no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to updated because I don't want to bore you with office stuff. On the hand, final exam results are out but the marks have not been finalized. I believe that I can get first class honors. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, will write again soon I hope after the month-end acct period. Oh and I am thinking of holidays already and I have only worked for a month? :)&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/29423297-1683625331463154662?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1683625331463154662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=1683625331463154662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1683625331463154662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1683625331463154662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2008/04/ups-and-downs.html' title='The ups and downs'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-2758767341370362057</id><published>2007-12-06T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:19:56.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Lap</title><content type='html'>Finally, the last lap.... I can't wait to graduate!! *jumps up and down*. For all the joy and pains I went through, I am glad I survived victoriously. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good news, I got my results for last semester. I must say I did pretty well. All praise to God! Seriously, it was all God and not me. If I were to rate my performance, I would say terrible. Nevertheless, God never forsakes us. Seek first His kingdom.. that's what I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa is a very happy girl today thanks to her Lord. Without Him, nothing can be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, someone asked if I had the brain of a robot. All I had to say was, it was all provided for by my God. I must say it felt good to declare Jesus to my uni mates for the first time. I believe God will open more doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-2758767341370362057?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2758767341370362057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=2758767341370362057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/2758767341370362057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/2758767341370362057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-lap.html' title='The Last Lap'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4330265891934838865</id><published>2007-10-01T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:23:34.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's birthday</title><content type='html'>With work all piled up, there is hardly time left for blogging these days. This is what students doing a UK degree have to suffer with in the their last semester. Work work and more work. Taking a break now to post up the many memories with my family. Also for the enjoyment of my aunties in another continent. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCK_5Ur0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DY9XmEClTCE/s1600-h/Mum+46th+b%27day+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCK_5Ur0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DY9XmEClTCE/s400/Mum+46th+b%27day+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116242007016854114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLAZUr0nI/AAAAAAAAADE/WjITDxY3uJ4/s1600-h/Mum+46th+b%27day+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLAZUr0nI/AAAAAAAAADE/WjITDxY3uJ4/s400/Mum+46th+b%27day+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116242015606788722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBJUr0oI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gcn_xECgcqw/s1600-h/Mum+46th+b%27day+021%28b%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBJUr0oI/AAAAAAAAADM/Gcn_xECgcqw/s400/Mum+46th+b%27day+021%28b%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116242028491690626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Mum and mua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBZUr0pI/AAAAAAAAADU/U9KaKe-iCwQ/s1600-h/Mum+46th+b%27day+022%28b%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBZUr0pI/AAAAAAAAADU/U9KaKe-iCwQ/s400/Mum+46th+b%27day+022%28b%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116242032786657938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBpUr0qI/AAAAAAAAADc/QhwRVQ-iI0M/s1600-h/Mum+46th+b%27day+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCLBpUr0qI/AAAAAAAAADc/QhwRVQ-iI0M/s400/Mum+46th+b%27day+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116242037081625250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum and sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Tot Ziens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4330265891934838865?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4330265891934838865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4330265891934838865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4330265891934838865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4330265891934838865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/10/mums-birthday.html' title='Mum&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RwCK_5Ur0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DY9XmEClTCE/s72-c/Mum+46th+b%27day+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4258945782426942566</id><published>2007-08-10T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T16:51:07.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a little faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With all the hype on Facebook and all the other new peer sharing websites, I find myself trapped in an unknown time zone. I have accounts in all these new programs but I don't find myself as excited as everyone else. Quoting KS ' sign of old age '. Perhaps it is and perhaps it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, I try to give up not working so hard and just concentrating on my studies and enjoying my young age which is supposed to be filled with never-ending mamak sessions, group trips and partying; I find myself addicted to working. I just don't feel like going out at all. I am so comfortable in my home, going out seem like a chore. Wait a minute, I am not saying that, or am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should do some self-reflection. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, will update some time later when I finish part of my dissertation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, I thank God He is always by my side no matter what happens. Dissertation no problem in God! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4258945782426942566?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4258945782426942566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4258945782426942566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4258945782426942566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4258945782426942566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/08/have-little-faith.html' title='Have a little faith'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-1769993935421626857</id><published>2007-07-21T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:23:35.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Family to me is like a live wire deep within me. I treasure each and everyone of them dearly and I hold them very close to my heart. In many ways, they have supported me and shown me different aspects of life. Always there to reminder me of their constant love and concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes we argue and irritate each other with our stubbornness, deep down, we know that we can turn to each other in times of need. A year back, a new addition to my family. A baby boy who is the most adorable child. His rare smile and laughter fills the house and every intense moment was reduced. When he left back to his home, the house felt empty and lonely without the excitement of having a baby around. It's a shame I can't be at his place to see him grow but I treasure each picture sent and all the conversations over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to cheer me up when I miss him are these pictures. I hope you guys will enjoy it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYFdYiRTI/AAAAAAAAACc/4N2yxNApaTg/s1600-h/IMG_7922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYFdYiRTI/AAAAAAAAACc/4N2yxNApaTg/s400/IMG_7922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089657010948031794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, hey! Want me to tell you about the book I am reading ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYGNYiRUI/AAAAAAAAACk/cVKTbi_kBrs/s1600-h/IMG_8026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYGNYiRUI/AAAAAAAAACk/cVKTbi_kBrs/s400/IMG_8026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089657023832933698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yessss... anything???I am a very busy person. I am on video call while having lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYGdYiRVI/AAAAAAAAACs/I9q9ynodxkI/s1600-h/IMG_7998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYGdYiRVI/AAAAAAAAACs/I9q9ynodxkI/s400/IMG_7998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089657028127901010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! that's a nice piece of pancake! Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYG9YiRWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uHtsa4HTx5Q/s1600-h/IMG_8075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYG9YiRWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uHtsa4HTx5Q/s400/IMG_8075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089657036717835618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See! I told you I've got muscles. Now do you believe me? :)&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/29423297-1769993935421626857?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/1769993935421626857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=1769993935421626857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1769993935421626857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/1769993935421626857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/07/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RqIYFdYiRTI/AAAAAAAAACc/4N2yxNApaTg/s72-c/IMG_7922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-3512775324405059262</id><published>2007-06-22T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:23:37.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it been a year already?</title><content type='html'>Time flies when you are having fun. Now, that's a true saying. It has been 1 year since my trip to Europe. At this time last year I was blogging away from Europe and now at this time of the year, I am blogging from Malaysia. However, I have decided to upload some overdue pictures of my adventures in Europe. I have truly loved any second of the trip. And to think that my good ol' friend Matt in now in UK gets me all worked up. I want to go TOO!!.. hehe..:) Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, my white-water rafting experience in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqlhrzivoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/boNeDeuxdRo/s1600-h/Nieuwe+afbeelding+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqlhrzivoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/boNeDeuxdRo/s400/Nieuwe+afbeelding+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078553527926832770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/Rnqlh7zivpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7fEuJVUhsTU/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/Rnqlh7zivpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7fEuJVUhsTU/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078553532221800082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqlibzivqI/AAAAAAAAACE/OaoKWN5gWKI/s1600-h/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqlibzivqI/AAAAAAAAACE/OaoKWN5gWKI/s400/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078553540811734690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/Rnqli7zivrI/AAAAAAAAACM/0Qs7ZTT8MoY/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/Rnqli7zivrI/AAAAAAAAACM/0Qs7ZTT8MoY/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078553549401669298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqljLzivsI/AAAAAAAAACU/gdWQ9ZTE35o/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqljLzivsI/AAAAAAAAACU/gdWQ9ZTE35o/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078553553696636610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of other lovely places up in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot Ziens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-3512775324405059262?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3512775324405059262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=3512775324405059262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/3512775324405059262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/3512775324405059262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/06/has-it-been-year-already.html' title='Has it been a year already?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RnqlhrzivoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/boNeDeuxdRo/s72-c/Nieuwe+afbeelding+12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-8492220383347243214</id><published>2007-06-01T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:14:32.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of late I have been pretty much bogged down by research and watching taiwanese drama series. As much as I am concerned about my final year thesis, there should always be room for drama. I am a self-confessed taiwanese drama addict. Well, not all the shows, just one. Which happened to be the top hit in Taiwan two years ago. It's called.. It started with a kiss. To all you girls or guys out there who just need to relax after the exam period. Go check it out. If you have astro then look it up. If not then you have to go and get the DVD. It's really funny and romantic :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am trying not to miss any episodes but I have to start work next monday at OCBC bank in KL. If you guys happened to be at Masjid Jamek that area, look me up!. I thought I would be so sad to eat lunch by myself but lo and behold, I got myself a lunch date already... woot woot. So it isn't that bad just that I would need to wake up early and dress up. Now that's tiring and I am going broke just buying working clothes. Just tops alone can cost more than a hundred not mentioning pants or skirts. Ahh.. I want this skirt I saw at rest and relax selling for rm 99. Awestrucking. I never thought I looked that good in a skirt. At least not a formal one. :P&lt;br /&gt;Then mum spoilt everything and said I shouldn't buy it simply because she says that it isn't worth that much based on her past experience selling clothes. Sobs... these are the times I wish I have someone spoiling me such nice gifts.. *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am looking forward to working and doing a good piece of work for my thesis. I need lots of grace from the Lord. Really loads and loads. These are the times I am so happy that I have a God that loves me and I love Him too.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I will blog again and tell you guys about my first day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-8492220383347243214?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/8492220383347243214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=8492220383347243214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/8492220383347243214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/8492220383347243214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-late.html' title='Of late...'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-5629348970348415881</id><published>2007-05-15T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:07:28.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day when all goes wrong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like screaming my lungs out or cry endlessly... sobs sobs.. today is not a good day. First I missed my tuition session because I realised that the assignment due today had some major problem, so I spent close to 4 hours rectifying the problem. Then I rushed to bind the assignment only to find out that the college photostating centre wsa closed and it was close to the submission time. Soon after, I submitted the assignment just in time and took a deep breath knowing that I did my best and the rest lies in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I decided to check my assignment again and see if I did alright just to be sure. And lo and behold.... I found that I typed a paragraph twice... ahhhhh... how how?? this is my final year and my assignments can't be redone.. not to mention, I was trying so hard to reduce the number of words, and the paragraph I typed twice accounted for almost 40 words. How depressing is that.. I am going to try this Friday and ask my lecturer if it is possible to change that page that I did extra. I hope he will allow me. He can be really strict sometimes. Anyway, my carelessness. I just pray that God will grant me favour on this assignment. I can't afford to underperform in this one...sobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In moments like this, I believe my faith is truely tested. But I do believe that if I honor God, He will grant me favour. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-5629348970348415881?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/5629348970348415881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=5629348970348415881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/5629348970348415881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/5629348970348415881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/05/huge-mistake.html' title='A day when all goes wrong..'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-58971137211556801</id><published>2007-05-08T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:40:07.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Strikes Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This few weeks will be the busiest before the summer holidays and here I am blogging away. I just need to take a break from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I woke up, I felt so bored and down. Not willing to do anything but just lie in bed all day long but I guess life's too short to be wasting hours on the bed doing nothing so I decided to get out of bed and head for lunch. As it is a habit to eat lunch and read the newspaper at the same time, it took a long time before I actually finished my lunch and by then I had to go to work. How reluctant was I when I headed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was driving, I thought about the years I had been working and how I had slogged day and night just for the sake of a paper qualification and how much I have sacrificed. Is it all worth it in the end? I have yet to discover?? But I do know that God put me into college for a purpose especially to reach out to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That purpose alone brings a comfort to all the work I have to do and all the sacrifices I have to make. All my sacrifices are nothing compared to what God has done for me by sending His only Son to die for me so that I can have eternal life. Just brings tears to my eyes thinking about the goodness of God and His love and grace so abundant. I am just so glad that I have a great God by my side. I can't imagine life without Him. Thank you Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-58971137211556801?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/58971137211556801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=58971137211556801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/58971137211556801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/58971137211556801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/05/reality-strikes-back.html' title='Reality Strikes Back'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-3741540477097956464</id><published>2007-04-26T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:56:39.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After disappearing from the world of blogging for a month or two, I am BACK! I hope this time it will be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of last month was *phew* a busy month. Assignment due dates nearing, starting of a new part-time job and church session has been my priorities. Although I must say that I did have my share of fun. Went mad last month shopping for SHOES.. and tried to shop for BAGS but couldn't find something I like...sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still busy these days. Well at least up to the 22nd of May then I will have my well-deserved summer break. OOOOoooo.. can't wait for that! On one hand doing assignments are quite fun at times but too much of it drives me up the wall especially when I fail to search for relevant articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some TLC here. Down with a flu and sore throat is not cool when I have tons of research work not done. Believing that God will heal me and then I can get back to my work and finish it up. Oh and also if you guys happen to read this, my little cute cousin all the way in Holland is down with cough, fever and diarrhorea. Poor boy. We are praying for him so much these days. Oh and not forgetting the father (my uncle) is also down with flu. Some flu bug! Praying that it's not the bird flu nonsense. Wouldn't want to catch that for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Yuen, I cut my hair again. Hahaha.. couldn't resist. It's just so hot these days. And I am hoping to get an internship for the summer holidays to strengthen my resume. Though I don't really want to work but without the internship it's going to be difficult to apply for the WHM visa. What to do? What to do? ... hmm.. dad suggested that I go and work for UOB bank which pay a whopping RM 3.5K a month for fresh grad with excellent results BUT my last semester's results is not even out yet. Yes, after 3 months still not out yet and I am finishing this semester already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I am just believing in God and His will. Just can't use my own strength no more. Had such comfort when I read the whole chapter of Psalms 13 today. Remembering God's unfailing love for me at this very moment is just so refreshing. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot Siens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-3741540477097956464?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/3741540477097956464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=3741540477097956464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/3741540477097956464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/3741540477097956464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-8333620716279776822</id><published>2007-03-05T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:11:52.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.. it's great to feel different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Melissa, is that you?" then comes the staring as if I was an alien from Mars or non-existent planet. After which comes the interrogation. With all these gestures happening all at the same time, I had a tiny little feeling of wanting to just melt in the chair I was sitting and dissapear. Guess where it all happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, my good ol' friend Christian Tan's house. I can understand if his parents can't recognize me BUT BUT Chris Tan!!! My friend for years. Can't recognize me. How weird is that? The weirdness continued to the extent of him taking a picture of me so that he can analyze it for the next few days to see if it really was me. Oh and he is going to post it up on someone's blog. Now, Chris I FORBID you to post it up under any circumstance. All this also proves how long we haven't met each other. See!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was nice to meet up and again and chat about things. I whole new level of things to talk about. While I am still struggling to finish my degree, my friend is struggling to make ends meet. Time has brought us thus far and it's amazing that we still have a good and healthy friendship. It's a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many little bits and pieces of things I want to do but I feel so bound by uni stuff. I mean I didn't expect so much work to be done. There's the assignments and thesis and directed reading and working. All of these things take up a bulk of my time. I mean is that what God intends me to do? I don't think so. I guess I chose the path that I wanted and now I can only rely on God to bring me through. I am happy though that I am making a difference in my little society in college. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I am still contemplating on posting the latest picture of myself for you guys to judge and see if I really do look different coz this week alone, besides Chris there were others who commented about how different I look. Ladies and Gentleman, it's official that my curtain looking hair has changed into something strange and messy. But I think I like it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-8333620716279776822?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/8333620716279776822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=8333620716279776822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/8333620716279776822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/8333620716279776822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/03/sometimes-its-great-to-feel-different.html' title='Sometimes.. it&apos;s great to feel different'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-933062748697449911</id><published>2007-02-28T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:59:58.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Conform?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every girl I know for the past few weeks seem obsessed with the way she dresses: the flow of her pleated skirt, the frills on her blouse, the color of her heels and basically her big chunky accessories. How odd? Are these people here to remind me that I should do something and get in fashion? Strange but I feel the peer pressure to look a tad more decent when I go to college or when I go out. See, I hardly bother to dress up to college as oppose to my lovely girl-friends who can't get enough of their make-up and style. I mean I get a little envious of them I have to admit at times because I just don't feel the motivation to dress up. What's wrong with me? Ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my girl-friends are trying to convince me into wearing color lense. Although it looks cool and all but I can't imagine having to drip some colorless, odor-less liquid into my eyes every now and then.  As if trying to concentrate on lectures aren't bad enough. Then again, peer pressure was imminent. So now I am at a crossroad whether to wear color lense or not. I should probably try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh talking about peer pressure, I might be going for make-up classes soon. Sigh. Mum has been pestering me to go before I graduate so that I groom myself for the working world soon. It's a hard step for me considering I am not much of a make-up person and putting on make-up doesn't come naturally to me. Strange enough, my youngest sister can put on make up better than I can. Talk about being completely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malufied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All I can say is that this year is going to be a challenging one. Final year UK degree not easy. Thesis. Bleah. Finance major not cool. Loads of reading to do. Thank goodness I quit Kumon. If not I don't think I will have enough time to catch up on recommended readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Jan is back in Holland and I am missing him oh-so-much. He's just the cutest. And thank God for good friends in college. Without them, I probably became a total nerd and just lock myself one corner. I need a kick-on-the-butt to socialize these days. Not good but hey I am trying to be a good scholarship student here. nyek nyek nyek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-933062748697449911?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/933062748697449911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=933062748697449911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/933062748697449911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/933062748697449911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/02/should-i-conform.html' title='Should I Conform?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-4664539505014772827</id><published>2007-02-17T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:23:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Heart-Shaped balloons and Red Packets</title><content type='html'>" So honey, I have arranged this special surprise for you for Valentine's Day, so brace yourself!". There it goes, the words most girls will be smitten with. A follow-up with this would be a dozen or more roses depending on the message that it is suppose to bring - not forgetting the growing trends of strawberries with chocolates which accompanies flowers and cute teddy bears of all colors. "Awww.... that's so sweet!" The usual replies by girls if all conditions expected are met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why exactly am I saying all these things? Well, I did have my fair share of excitement this year. Although I didn't go for a specific date per say but I spent it with my college mates who made it just as exciting. I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of time spent with them. The question thereby remains... Is it that important to have a special someone on Valentine's Day? This year alone I had so many people asking me how I would spend my Valentine's Day and my answer was... it's a SURPRISE! Indeed I had a breakthrough on that day. I shared about Christ to my friends and it felt amazing because I had never done anything like that.. not that I can remember at least. I always had a burden to share the gospel but somehow I can't seem to get pass my fear and shyness BUT on February 14 I had a breakthrough. Amazing! My spirit elated deep within and I experienced joy like never before. Now that's a surprise! Unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Reunion dinner with family members is something I look forward to every year as it brings all my family members together and this year a new boy is added to my extended family. My aunt is back from the Netherlands to celebrate CNY with us and together with her son of 3 month. Can't wait to crowd around the dinner table and start fighting for food. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are pictures to share with everyone of my 3 month old cousin. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting Jan Boonstra - a true Dutch boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ-gQXR0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sMSbs3IQ03A/s1600-h/p6-edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ-gQXR0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sMSbs3IQ03A/s400/p6-edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032348726246625906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gong Xi Gong Xi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ-ggXR0oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZBVTs0w2ak/s1600-h/jan5-edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ-ggXR0oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jZBVTs0w2ak/s400/jan5-edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032348730541593218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ain't I Cheeky..:P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ9OwXR0lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Zy5AVi2Q5-o/s1600-h/p2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ9OwXR0lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Zy5AVi2Q5-o/s400/p2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032347326087287378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Hey people look at me!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:3in;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\melissa\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="PIC02168"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-4664539505014772827?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/4664539505014772827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=4664539505014772827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4664539505014772827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/4664539505014772827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/02/of-heart-shaped-balloons-and-red.html' title='Of Heart-Shaped balloons and Red Packets'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_TC39M36no/RdZ-gQXR0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sMSbs3IQ03A/s72-c/p6-edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-2334703522242315481</id><published>2007-02-05T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:52:45.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long silence finally broken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time flies when you're busy. And that's the bug I am having now. The busy bug. Although I am on holiday and final year is starting soon, I can't help but think what I am to do next. What's next after graduation? Should I work in an MNC in Malaysia or should I go abroad straight away? Though I really like the lifestyle when I was in Europe, it was still somewhat a holiday! How does it feel like to stay there all by yourself without family members and worst still without friends. It's like you're an outcast and you have to start all over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was greatly comforted by the fact that a friend of mine will be waiting for me to graduate before the two of us head off to the UK to work. But then again, do I really want to work in the UK and leave everything I have behind? I really can't decide. I am in such a dilemma. Then again, mom says not to worry as I have not even finished my degree BUT knowing the person I am she is rest assured that I will worry though it will only take place in the future. But if I really want to go I need to get documents and all the other extras ready before I graduate in December. Which means I need to decide by August. Argghhh... Lord Teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people often ask this question of "hey, how are you?". The actual fact is that they can't think of another thing to say because the last conversation that took place was a long time ago. But it is still a good start. So I am glad that they can even utter those words better than just standing there looking at you. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the highlight of this post is that I got myself a high paying job with limited hours, thereby equals SHOPPING, ROCK CLIMBING, WHITE WATER RAFTING and BALLROOM DANCING. oooo.. can't wait. June till September I have hols, so I guess I might be able to go to Eastern Europe after all. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I will try and update more often. Laziness have taken hold of me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liefs&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-2334703522242315481?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/2334703522242315481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=2334703522242315481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/2334703522242315481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/2334703522242315481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-silence-finally-broken.html' title='Long silence finally broken..'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-6076587697397286419</id><published>2006-12-30T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:25:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>Wow! Never noticed I left my blog unattended for such a long time. From the time I last blogged, so much had happened. Some events caused me to smile endlessly while others are heart-breaking. Whichever it may be, all of it has led me to become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year is coming to an end and nothing beats having your family members around to usher in the new year together. That meant that both my aunts are back from the Netherlands with their family. And there was an added member to the family; my new born cousin brother who happens to be the cutest and most adorable baby. Love him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was rather busy having to go back and forth between my aunt's house and mine and picking up my aunts from the airport on Christmas day can you believe it?? hehe. It was fun though tiring. Oh and I got loads of goodies this Christmas. My materialistic wish list came true. Didn't see that coming. I was and still is happy that I just have to mention it here. I got a new bag, shoes, watch and makeup. Although I must say that I get makeup every year (which I don't use), I just can't understand why my aunt just keeps on buying them. The whole idea is to force me into using them soon.. we shall see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all the excitement and fun, right behind my mind is the fear of exams. In January, I officially face the terrors of examination questions set by the Brits. 2 Finance papers and one IT paper. How cool is that? I can't wait for it all to be over. Pray for me if you happen to read my blog. I need all the support I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, have a great year ahead to all of you! I know 2007 will be better than 2006, although I must say that 2006 was a great year indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skips away happily...toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-6076587697397286419?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/6076587697397286419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=6076587697397286419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/6076587697397286419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/6076587697397286419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-116421358540681903</id><published>2006-11-23T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:39:45.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month since my last update. Never realised that I have abandoned my blog for such a long time. I'm going to blame it on this particular assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so fast. The next thing I know will be the end of my semester and starting a new semester in the span of a week. Don't even want to imagine what it would be like in my final year doing a UK degree and maintaining a 70% average. I have decided to major in Finance, to me it requires the least memory work and I find myself quite inclined with finances; must be the influence by my parents. 12 subjects with a dissertation due. If I thought I am busy now, next year would be worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, if I had taken up the offer and took a loan to study in UK would my life be different now? At least I hope so. I miss Europe so much. It was such a great experience and a presentation today by a UNN UK representative did not improve the situation, the pictures made me wanna cry. That show's how much I miss the UK and Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social life almost reaching zero. The exam worries and $$$$ issues really turns me into a nerd these days. I feel so bad neglecting my friends. Ahhh... I really wonder if I continue to ignore their invitations to lunch, dinners, yam cha seasons and shopping sessions; I will end up with no friends by the end of the semester. Sobs.. that's how bad it is. So you see, it's not easy to be a scholarship receipient. So many standards to live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself babbling like crazy now, I guess I better just end here. Sorry for the random post. Will post something more inspiring in the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy Belated Birthday to Yuen Wei! Hope u enjoyed dinner that day. I know I did. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to Jeremy a.k.a Tai lou Happy Birthday to you too! :) Without you, I can't imagine surviving lectures and college life. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-116421358540681903?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/116421358540681903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=116421358540681903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116421358540681903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116421358540681903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-116191111104163612</id><published>2006-10-27T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:05:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 at last</title><content type='html'>Time passed in a blink of an eye! The days when I was a little girl, running around oblivious to the changes in the world yet completely satisfied with things I had. So much has changed since then. I always wondered what it would be like to finally reach the 'prime' age of 21. The age where I am supposed to be partying away, getting drunk, doing unexpected things and lastly.. in the words of Christian, " Now you can get married". Haha.. It was all a dream. Well I am glad to say that although I did party away on my 21st birthday, I didn't get drunk nor did I get married! :P although the latter I am hoping in the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one day was celebrated in a way which I couldn't have imagine. Everything on that day seemed so carefree and joyful. It can be said as the best birthday I have compared to the last 2 years. I am thankful. I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big big thank you to those of you who wished me through sms, face-to-face, a phone call and of course the surprise birthday party *winks*. It really made me feel special. *smiles broadly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, when the party is over, reality creeps in and responsibilities slap upon life. Responsibilities I was prepare but I never imagined that I would have a BREAKTHROUGH! gosh, it felt amazingly fantastic. Lord truly You give Freedom to those who are willing to give themselves to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you Yaweh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-116191111104163612?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/116191111104163612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=116191111104163612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116191111104163612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116191111104163612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/10/21-at-last.html' title='21 at last'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-116056518936771370</id><published>2006-10-11T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T19:13:09.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Leadership Training Time (LTT) is scheduled on the 20th Nov till the 24th Nov in JB and it cost only RM 480.00 full board. Sounds really exciting and there are testimonies of people's lives all around the world being changed. Throughout the whole year, LTTs' are conducted all around the world but this is the first time it is held in Malaysia.  The issue here is that as much as I want to go certain circumstances just doesn't permit me to. Where do I get the funds? I can't miss work, important assignment due the same week, is it for me to go? Will my life be changed? Then again, change will only take place if we believe and trust God. But do I want to change? I mean, I feel so blessed that it is going to be held in JB while a group of people are fighting hard just to come for this LTT; giving up their entire life savings, risking everything they have just to be in this LTT and here I am still pondering if I should GO ! Real Foolish! God forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, life has been real busy. My apologies in particular to Prisc. Sorry haven't had time to catch up with you and also to Paul. I know I promised to visit you but things have been real messed up with uni timetable and requirements. Prisc in particular will say that these are excuses but I can't help it. Not that I am having fun. I am suffering with all the reading I need to do. I guess it's still better than working. The end of this month is the time I will need to decide my major. Will it be : marketing? finance? logistics management? human resource management?. Big headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, better days are ahead and it is only by God's grace that I am surviving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-116056518936771370?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/116056518936771370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=116056518936771370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116056518936771370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/116056518936771370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/10/mixed-thoughts.html' title='Mixed Thoughts'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115917973291974314</id><published>2006-09-25T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:22:12.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni has finally started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;" You are no longer college students but University students!", uttered my less masculine program leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words rang in my ears as if there is no end. I mean what's the difference since I am still in a college environment? Does the fact that my exam papers fly halfway across the globe make me more of a university student?. I guess it does. The first day as a university student, you get slapped with the assignment of printing out a 100 page financial report of a UK - based organization for the upcoming tutorial; which by the way is the exact printing amount given to me for the whole semester. That's only for one subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonethelss, I had a pretty ok day. Started with being late for class as usual. Completely blur as to what the lecturer was talking about accompanied with lousy wooden chairs that feels as if it is going to fall apart anytime soon and did I mention the icy cool temperature. Well, I hereby welcome myself back to the education world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that as a new semester starts, I am bound to complain about the timetable. This time I won't complain because I have learnt to live with it as I have no control over it. It's sad. Real sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I made a completely fool of myself in front of my 100 or more coursemates for asking silly questions. To my own defense  I am entitled to be ignorant. After all, I am considered a new student. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Get rid of lazy diploma attitude. Time to work !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update as I go along. Things are getting exciting. As the song goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel it in my fingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel it in my toes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is all around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-115917973291974314?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115917973291974314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115917973291974314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115917973291974314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115917973291974314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/09/uni-has-finally-started.html' title='Uni has finally started'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115856854489970234</id><published>2006-09-18T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:41:03.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long silence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stretches and yawns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stretches and yawns....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stretches and yawns.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiredness. Tiredness due to waiting for uni to start. Tiredness due to an almost 3 hour cooking yesterday and lastly just tired with the administration of a certain college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being tired, the past 2 weeks have been rather fun. Meeting up with close friends, shopping a little here and there, and cooking for my mum's and aunty's birthday which was celebrated yesterday - which turned out pretty well I should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I cooked baked lamb, potatoes with chicken, carbonara spagetti and my dear friend Jenny made cream puffs (which by the way is my favourite dessert other than baked cheesecake from San Francisco Coffeehouse *hint hint*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my latest passion, I am totally crazy over stationaries. Apart from my stagnant interest in buying bags, I have succumbed into the world of pens, pencils, rulers, highlighters and more. I feel so happy shopping for stationaries (totally no life I know!)I guess I just have the excitement of returning to the education world. The feeling is similar to what I felt when I first entered college. Although, *grin* I have yet to get my hands on a new bag. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESSAMINE ! *hugs hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you grow stronger in the Lord each day and may the spirit and power of the Lord be with you all the days of your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post, I will put up some pictures of the white water rafting adventure in France and the amazing time I had in Barcelona. Till then, I can't wait for to meet up with my chee mui Jamie. Yay!&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/29423297-115856854489970234?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115856854489970234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115856854489970234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115856854489970234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115856854489970234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-long-silence.html' title='After a long silence..'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115666892840919620</id><published>2006-08-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T16:55:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Three Day Tale in PWTC..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was in PWTC gaining exposure to the business world, dressed finely like a true working class woman - armed with my killer heels standing for 9 hours straight and what did I gain at the end of the day? Many would think, an insight to business? Meeting of potentially rich and influential young partners? Business opportunities which doesn't require any capital at all? or the worst of all NOTHING! Well, I would have preferred nothing but then just as the first day of the SME Global Exhibition was about to end; I tried to be helpful and asked this man who looked like a complete cina ah beng (CAB) how may help him? The horror began..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAB : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Shouting)How do you think you can help me? Give me a MILLION Dollars? Save me from death? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Completely dumbfounded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAB : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You think you are very great! You think you can HELP ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still in a state of shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAB : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How, how? tell me how you can help me? As if you are very great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smiles at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAB : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walks away frustrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remained in a state of shock for the next few minutes after his depature and thought to myself. Have I changed? The old me would just argue back with him and walked away but I just stood there and smiled. I guess I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I did get to know a few good looking, young and rich guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with eating a Nasi Lemak for RM 5 which tasted completely lousy, then came the whole day of talking to weirdos who thinks that they are so smart and they just want to argue with you for the sake of winning an argument. Other than, talking to weirdos, the day ended pretty good. hehe.. There's this guy who was hitting on me literally. Asking for my personal contact which I was totally flattered but I am not dumb enough to give some stranger my contact although he looked good and was a director of some company and young! A GOOD CATCH INDEED! Then again, my mummy told me not to talk to strangers! hahaha..lol So I told him NO PERSONAL contact for him then he made this remark : Why? You're afraid your boyfriend would scold you? It's completely innocent to give me your number. Oh please, as if I was a 17 year old teenager! Still I was flattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went early to set up the booth I was in charge of and lo and behold, an MP is coming and we have to be standing at our booths to greet him. I was excited! I mean, how often do you get to meet an MP? So there I was, checking myself to see if I looked presentable and my booth looked neat and my hair was intact. 10 seconds later, there I was shaking hands with MCA President, Ong Ka Ting! What an honor. Oh and I get to be on TV too. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after the 3 days at PWTC I was exhausted and my calves hurt like mad. It was fulfilling after all. I learnt many things from people from all walks of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115666892840919620?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115666892840919620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115666892840919620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115666892840919620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115666892840919620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/three-day-tale-in-pwtc.html' title='A Three Day Tale in PWTC..'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115624262236735879</id><published>2006-08-22T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T18:40:33.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so TRUE, AINT IT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;How to Make a Woman Happy ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a friend&lt;br /&gt;2. a companion&lt;br /&gt;3. a lover&lt;br /&gt;4. a brother&lt;br /&gt;5. a father&lt;br /&gt;6. a master&lt;br /&gt;7. a chef&lt;br /&gt;8. an electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. a carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. a plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. a mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. a decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. a stylist&lt;br /&gt;14. a sexologist&lt;br /&gt;15. a gynaecologist&lt;br /&gt;16. a psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. a pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. a psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;19. a healer&lt;br /&gt;20. a good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. an organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. a good father&lt;br /&gt;23. very clean&lt;br /&gt;24. sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;25. athletic&lt;br /&gt;26. warm&lt;br /&gt;27. attentive&lt;br /&gt;28. gallant&lt;br /&gt;29. intelligent&lt;br /&gt;30. funny&lt;br /&gt;31. creative&lt;br /&gt;32. tender&lt;br /&gt;33. strong&lt;br /&gt;34. understanding&lt;br /&gt;35. tolerant&lt;br /&gt;36. prudent&lt;br /&gt;37. ambitious&lt;br /&gt;38. capable&lt;br /&gt;39. courageous&lt;br /&gt;40. determined&lt;br /&gt;41. true&lt;br /&gt;42. dependable&lt;br /&gt;43. passionate&lt;br /&gt;44. compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;46. love shopping&lt;br /&gt;47. be honest&lt;br /&gt;48. be very rich&lt;br /&gt;49. not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;50. not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself&lt;br /&gt;53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Never to forget:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* birthdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;* anniversaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;* arrangements she makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY….&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Show up naked&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring food&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115624262236735879?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115624262236735879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115624262236735879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115624262236735879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115624262236735879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-so-true-aint-it.html' title='This is so TRUE, AINT IT?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115606721972670118</id><published>2006-08-20T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T17:53:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uni is starting soon and here I am bumming around at home. Occassionally working here and there and mainly catching up with friends. My uncle told me just a month ago that it is always better to start my career in an international company so that it will be easier to move on to something else later on. I believe that it so true and international experience can really take you far in terms of career. So there I was 10 minutes ago trying to secure a space in an International corporation for an internship next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 8 steps to follow, therefore, I took almost an hour to finish filling up all the mandatory fields required. As I got onto the 7th step, it required me to scan my relevant transcript and my resume to be attached! But how can I attach when I have not yet scanned my transcript?? how now? I asked myself. Then with a heavy sigh and heavy heart, I have to close the window and re-apply another day. So frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, such a small obstacle will not prevent me from trying again. Imagine travelling around the world without having to pay but people paying you to stay in certain parts of the world. Temptation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got my phone back at last! So sorry to you guys who couldn't contact for the past few days. I didn't do it on purpose. And yes Kinsan, I never change my number! haha.. it's still the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115606721972670118?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115606721972670118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115606721972670118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115606721972670118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115606721972670118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/internship-anyone.html' title='Internship anyone?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115571429852726588</id><published>2006-08-16T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:25:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Aberdeen, Scotland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After my adventures in Europe, I popped by Scotland to visit a dear friend of mine called Ada-line as her housemates calls her. First night, she cooked Han Jin and I her infamous Sarawak Laksa - which turned out pretty good. Then the next night was my turn to whip us up a good dinner. More like an advance birthday gift to Adeline since I won't be there when she celebrates her *clears throat* 23rd birthday! Enjoy the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/london%20guards%20in%20kc.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/400/london%20guards%20in%20kc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acting as guards of Buckingham Palace - our old crazy self once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/adeline%20meal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/400/adeline%20meal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only for the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/meal%20in%20aberdeen%20w%20ade%20n%20jh.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/400/meal%20in%20aberdeen%20w%20ade%20n%20jh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Satisfied customers after the dinner I made! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/seaton%20park.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/400/seaton%20park.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seaton Park - real gorgeous with all the flowers. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/arrival%20at%20aberdeen%20TS%20w%20ade.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/400/arrival%20at%20aberdeen%20TS%20w%20ade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Greetings from Aberdeen train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/29423297-115571429852726588?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115571429852726588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115571429852726588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115571429852726588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115571429852726588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/trip-to-aberdeen-scotland.html' title='Trip to Aberdeen, Scotland'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115549191473370176</id><published>2006-08-14T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T01:58:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The plane lands in KLIA and as I walk weakly to the baggage collection area, I realised  that I don't feel that happy about coming home. It was a totally weird feeling as I was anticipating the moment in my mind - on the plane as to how I would react when I see my family for the first time in 10 weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days I have been trying to get use to the weather in Malaysia, the time difference and basically the environment. And the strangest part of all is that I couldn't get use to the food! I was just wondering what's wrong with me? It's so difficult to eat all the fried and stir-fried food once again. It really is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come the news about how unsafe our country is becoming with all the snatch theft and murder reports, it made me think more of Holland. How safe it was to walk even in the middle of the night without being paranoid of someone snatching your handbag. Utterly dissapointing to think that I can't even go to the park outside my house for a short time of exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni is starting in a month's time and I am still unprepared to face a whole new group of people. The fact that I will only be there for another one year makes it difficult to have the motivation to make new friends. People will have cliques and I will be a lone ranger trying my very best to hopefully be able to mix around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all said and done, I am home and I hope things will take a better turn. Time to get back to the routine of working and studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline happy belated birthday! I hope you enjoyed the meal I cooked for you in Aberdeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun if u ever read my blog, congratulations on your convocation! Finally you made it as an engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Europe is expensive so I couldn't get souveniers for everyone. So sorry and even those I got, it's a small thing but for a poor student like myself, I thought about you in Europe; so that thought is better than any gift.&lt;br /&gt;&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/29423297-115549191473370176?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115549191473370176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115549191473370176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115549191473370176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115549191473370176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-ol-malaysia_14.html' title='Good ol&apos; Malaysia'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115503527773418868</id><published>2006-08-08T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:30:06.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I been up to these days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting off at an emotional point in this post, I would like to thank everyone for their concern for me and souveniers throughout the whole Europe trip for the past 10 weeks or so. Particularly my aunts and their family for their generosity and hospitality that made my dream of travelling Europe a reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last post from the land of cheese, cows, windmills, drugs, clogs and sexy girls with red curtains. I will be heading back to my homeland in approximately 8 hours. Feeling really heavy hearted at the moment. Goodbye to efficient public transport, cheap food (if not converted), great company, good weather, amazing milk and cheese, relaxing environment, good shopping and last but not least spectacular views. All this things makes me want to stay where I am now *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what I have been up to for the last few days since I came back from Aberdeen last Tuesday; I became a tour guide and showed Han Jin Holland per se. From the streets of Amsterdam to the wildboars and green lung of Holland. After Han Jin returned to York on Friday, I went to Kinderdijk which is a place where there was 19 windmills. An amazing adventure! Then on, in the afternoon, made a trip to Antwerpen, Belgium. Spent one night there and the next day headed to Zeeland (Sea Land), a place where a huge dam is built and where it controls the amount of water going into the rivers of Holland. 50 years ago, there in the same place was a great flood which claimed many lives. It's amazing that the Dutch people is so innovative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of Holland is below sea level, thereby it is a necessity to build good dikes and dams to prevent flooding. After my short trip to Zeeland, my uncle took me somewhere near Kijkduin where I witness the true mother nature. Kijkduin is the name of the coastal area or rather the beach area and surrounding it are dunes which is a spectacular sight! The dunes acts as dikes to protect the city from the sea. And it is one of the only non-man-made dunes. Unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all said and done, I can only Thank God that He has given me this opportunity to have this holiday. It has always been a desire to go on to someplace else for the past 2 years and finally I have it and I can't thank you enough, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I want to thank my aunts, uncles and cousins for their blessings and their love and care for me throughout this whole trip. Thank You and Love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedankt en Tot Ziens! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115503527773418868?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115503527773418868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115503527773418868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115503527773418868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115503527773418868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-have-i-been-up-to-these-days.html' title='What have I been up to these days?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115464526541202717</id><published>2006-08-04T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T06:56:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIctures of London</title><content type='html'>Finally I am able to upload a few pictures of my adventure with Han Jin a.k.a Ethan in London. We were both burnt out by the end of the day but it was worth all the effort. It is truly metropolitan and the buildings and parks literally takes my breath away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the down side to London is the level of pollution. I find it polluted and there are just too many tourist around that the places of interest often feels overcrowded and stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the pleasure to witness the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/DSCF1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/DSCF1752.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Jin and one of the guards. He likes to think that he is taller than the guard..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/DSCF1770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/DSCF1770.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the tower bridge picture which we took when we went for the River Thames Cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/DSCF1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/DSCF1806.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han Jin and I in front of the Parliment House of London and of course the ever famous Big Ben a.k.a the clock tower part of Parliment (just in case some of you don't know.. hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/DSCF1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/DSCF1809.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emofied picture in front of the Parliment House. This is what happens to you when you have walked around the whole city carrying tons of stuff; you'll end up completely STONED.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will leave you guys with the pictures. There are just too many pictures to put up. Will try and slip in a picture of two sometime this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115464526541202717?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115464526541202717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115464526541202717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115464526541202717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115464526541202717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-of-london.html' title='PIctures of London'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115455767657751813</id><published>2006-08-03T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T06:27:56.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>I know most of my post doesn't contain pictures of me with the places. Sigh.. that's due to the fact that I have indeed put on a little too much weight and everytime I add pictures to blogspot, it doesn't seem to appear. Indirectly, it isn't my fault ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here are some pictures to prove that I did visit the places I mention and I AM NOT IN MALAYSIA and I didn't get pictures from the internet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In busy Loondon, where I spent 10 hours walking around carrying an almost 10kg backpack under the heat of 36 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/DSCF1719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/DSCF1719.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to post anymore pictures, so enjoy this. Picture taken in front of Buckingham Palace in London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115455767657751813?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115455767657751813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115455767657751813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115455767657751813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115455767657751813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/08/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115431603477787891</id><published>2006-07-31T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:22:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The land of bagpipes and shortcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scotland, what can I say? Nice place, nice weather considering every other part of Europe is burning hot. Here in Aberdeen, it's nice and cool; occasionally rainy and can get a little too cold. In this city, almost 100% of the buildings are made out of granite. It's nice and quaint in Old Aberdeen but busy in Aberdeen city centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know, I am here also to visit Adeline or Ade-Line as her housemates calls her and our daily activity seems to be shopping for groceries. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 am now and the sun is rising and Adeline is sleeping while I am writing this post in her dark room and using her laptop. So far, we are still in great tolerance of each other. hehe. But I must say this trip over here has been real FUN! All the cooking together sessions and grocery shopping and the walk to nice parks and the beach. Basically just chilling out has been fun. And her housemates are a crazy bunch. They are all so friendly and I feel so at home. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up pictures soon when I get some free time. In the meantime, as they say it in the UK, CHEERS MATES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115431603477787891?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115431603477787891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115431603477787891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115431603477787891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115431603477787891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/07/land-of-bagpipes-and-shortcakes.html' title='The land of bagpipes and shortcakes'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115377630044756564</id><published>2006-07-25T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:25:00.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrie Ten Boom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrie Ten Boom is a woman of faith and held true to her faith up till her death bed. She was a woman who against all odds, gave up her life to serve the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her book entitled 'The Hiding Place' is sold around the world. I had the pleasure of visiting 'The Hiding Place' which happens to be her own house called The Beje, located in the heart of Haarlem, The Netherlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ten Boom Family dedicated their lives in Christian service to their fellow men. The Beje was at that time called the 'open house', whereby anyone who had a need could go and seek help. Their faith lead them to serve both the church and society at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In WW2, The Beje became a refuge for fugitives mainly Jews and people from the Dutch underground resistance movement. The Beje became home to these refugees until it was safe to smuggle them to families in the countryside. A false wall was built in Corrie Ten Boom's bedroom to house the refugees in the event a raid was conducted by the Gestapo (nazi secret police). An alarm was setup to warn the refugees in the house to hide when the Gestapo arrives and it took them 70 seconds to run and hide from the dining hall to the hiding place which by the way is 2 floors different with very narrow and steep stairway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in Feb 28 1944, the family was betrayed and the Gestapo raided the house and six family members were arrested. During the next few hours, more family members and people from the Dutch resistance movement came to the house not knowing what had happened and they too were caught. 30 people in total. The miracle was that the 4 Jews and 2 members of the resistance that were hiding in the 'hiding place' was never found or caught by the Gestapo. After 2 1/2 days, the people in the 'hiding place' was rescued by the people from the resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrie's father, nephew, sister died in the concentration camp whilst she survived because her time has not yet come. Her story is a true encouragement ! The underlying point behind her story is mainly about forgiveness and keeping true to your faith in Christ Jesus. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some of the pictures I took in the house. It has truly been a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is the dining room. Most of the time the raids are conducted during dinner time. The Bible on the mantle piece is the Bible which Casper Ten Boom read a chapter of the Bible after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only download one picture. No idea why but will download more soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115377630044756564?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115377630044756564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115377630044756564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115377630044756564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115377630044756564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/07/corrie-ten-boom.html' title='Corrie Ten Boom'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115367814666204389</id><published>2006-07-24T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:10:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally after a 10 hour drive back from Lyon, France. I set my foot once again on Dutch soil. After a two week holiday in France, Swizerland, and Germany, I am convinced that I don't want to go back to Malaysia. The surrounding areas just takes my breath away. I am immensely satisfied with the trip. Will write more when I have fully recovered from the trip. Imagine a holiday after a holiday. How great is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115367814666204389?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115367814666204389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115367814666204389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115367814666204389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115367814666204389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK !'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115200003161112005</id><published>2006-07-04T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:00:31.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To my sister Marian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You celebrates your 15th birthday today. It is truly wonderful to see you being all grown up and having a mind of your own yet still learning to be responsible for your actions. It's truly a joy to see you mature so quickly. Sometimes, it becomes difficult to accept that you are growing up so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to you on this special and joyous occassion. I hope that you enjoy your birthday celebration and may you grow stronger in the Lord day by day and May the Lord grant you favor with Him and with man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't post any pictures as I don't have them with me but to all 15 year olds out there and to those who have brothers that age. My sister is available. hehe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115200003161112005?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115200003161112005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115200003161112005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115200003161112005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115200003161112005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/07/special-dedication.html' title='Special Dedication'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115167112189259793</id><published>2006-06-30T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:38:41.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>The long awaited picture...(just for u yuen :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010031-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010031-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He looks better if he had shaved. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115167112189259793?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115167112189259793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115167112189259793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115167112189259793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115167112189259793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115144864312145561</id><published>2006-06-28T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T06:50:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Holland, not many places are hip and happening and definately not many places whereby you can hear people speak in English. Sorry if I am a bit paranoid about the whole English thing because I am still very much frustrated that I can't understand people and I can't speak! Then again, in Amsterdam most people speak in English so it was nice. Well, that's also because Amsterdam is packed with tourist. It is considered to be one of the only remaining city who still had mediveal houses and other stuff. Most importantly, the canals are just gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's lots to tell but pictures say a thousand words, so enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anne/Anna Frank's house (the one with the green doors), the secret annex is behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opposite Anne Frank's house. The same place she looked out a window and saw her fellow countrymen being led to concentration camps&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; University of Amsterdam, the oldest university in Holland&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The national palace. No one lives there. It is not open to public perhaps only during weddings and other state events.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This house is really weird. It is leaning sideways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meeting of two leaning houses. There are quite a few of such houses in Amsterdam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really want to put up the picture of my tour guide cum companion throughout the day but blogspot doesn't permit me. So I guess, you guys just have to wait for the next update.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then, Tot Ziens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115144864312145561?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115144864312145561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115144864312145561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115144864312145561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115144864312145561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/welcome-to-amsterdam.html' title='Welcome to Amsterdam'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115127026286441501</id><published>2006-06-26T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:47:15.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios to Hup Hup Holland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't believe it! AHHHHH... !!!! Holland lost to Portugal 0-1. sheesshhhh... Lousy Portugal with all the acting skills and wasting time. Lousy referee who only knows how to give yellow cards and red card. 20 yellow cards and 4 red cards. Can u imagine??? England is going to sail through to semi-finals due to the fact that more than 80% of the players from Portugal has one yellow card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Holland didn't win but it was a funny match with all the yellow card and red card and all the fighting between the Portugal and Dutch players. I must admit that Holland didn't play so well too. In my opinion,, they lost because Van Nistelrooij didn't play. So bias I know but still I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to resist this update but can't help it. Too upset! No more Hup Hup Holland. sigh. sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate for such an emotion post, the below are pictures of Amersfoort, a place in Holland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old church in Amersfoort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Oude Haven clock tower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ' Muurhuizen', this street is filled with the only remaining wall houses &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The canals in the old city of Amersfoort which is surrounded by modern buildings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Canal ride anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010339.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'Koppelpoort' The gate to enter the old city &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The old city is surrounded by a wall which is mostly broken down due to some war and the wall separates the old city and the modernization around it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tot Ziens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115127026286441501?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115127026286441501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115127026286441501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115127026286441501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115127026286441501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/adios-to-hup-hup-holland.html' title='Adios to Hup Hup Holland'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115123124552304569</id><published>2006-06-25T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:29:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo BARCELONA !</title><content type='html'>Barcelona is so much fun ! I am contemplating whether I should move there. Everything is just fantastic. The weather is good. Food is GREAT ! and Shopping, my gosh unbelievable. MNG and ZARA is everywhere and so much cheaper than in Malaysia. I can really stay there if I can get a job after my studies. The only setback I would say is that there's no protestant church there but loads of catholic churches that are huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just arrive back in Holland at 12am last night so still recovering from all the walking and walking and walking. Will post pictures soon. Oh and the architecture there is simply amazing and just awesome. And football is crazy too! FC Barcelona rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again I am back in Holland so Holland rules! haha...Wait I support Germany so yea Germany Rules 2-0 against Sweeden. Next, they meet Argentina. Gosh, I hope they make it. Argentina is really strong this time around. The football fever is ON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, pictures up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot ziens !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115123124552304569?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115123124552304569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115123124552304569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115123124552304569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115123124552304569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/halo-barcelona.html' title='Halo BARCELONA !'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115049731773971264</id><published>2006-06-17T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T06:37:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTBALL FEVER !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Football fever is ON ! Everyone here in Holland are crazy over football. They set up a big screen in the middle of each available space in the city to watch football especially if Holland is playing and everyone is wearing something orange everyday. Went to a library yesterday and what y'll know, the librarians had bright orange tie on ! Was really funny to see them in orange tie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I am here at this season, I won't have to stay up late to watch a match. I am enjoying all the matches so far. Argentina was really good ! They put servia montenegro to shame with a win of 6-0. Utter nonsense ! Then of course, the most exciting match today was Holland against Ivory Coast. My heart was beating so much faster than ever. hehe. Good goal by my ever-favourite Ruud Van Nisterooij. However, Ivory Coast put up a good fight though. Unfortunately they are out for good. sigh. It was a waste. Then again, may the best team wins ! According to football news, the team to beat this world cup is Argentina. They are really good this time! No kidding !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The main setback of watching world cup in Holland is that one will only get to watch it in Dutch; which is a good thing because I can learn a few Dutch words but it can be very frustrating indeed! And the Dutch people also quite 'ham sap' in the sense they have this women's football as well but there's only 5 per side and they are dressed in bra and panties. Such good fun to see the girls play! I had a real good time watching them play (as in the girls in lingerie). The best thing is that it is always shown during the 15 minutes break of a match. Today for the girls, Holland won France 2-1. Yay! Double Victory ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok I am getting too excited here over football so I guess I better stop now as it is getting late here. Finally the sun is down at 12am. Time to 'kau kau chu'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One more thing. GERMANY ROCKS ! I can only say this online, can't say it in Holland, they will probably stone me. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;tot ziens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115049731773971264?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115049731773971264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115049731773971264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115049731773971264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115049731773971264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/football-fever.html' title='FOOTBALL FEVER !'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115027558864194874</id><published>2006-06-14T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:59:48.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ameland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010219.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010219.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at the back of a windmill (one of the trademarks of Holland)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010218.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010218.2.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nes, town center of Ameland. With uncle and cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010220.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010220.1.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lake 30 minutes walk from Nes. Aunt and I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ameland (pronounced as A-ME-LAND) is an island north of The Netherlands. It's mostly windy and cold although they have sunshine and nice beaches. The town is usually alive only during the summer when it is supposingly not too cold. The definition of hot in Holland is 9-16 degrees with strong winds. And the month of June is considered the hottest month in summer. How comforting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went there for my first weekend. It takes about 1 1/2 hour drive from where I live now in Garderen (translation = forest area) to the dock and another 1 hour ferry ride to the island. In Holland, a ferry is known as a BIG BOAT not as a ferry. Isn't it AMAZING ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey to the dock was mostly nice with the scenery and all then suddenly, when we are about to reach the dock, my uncle breaks the news that should the sea decide to come in when we are on the road, EVERYONE in the car had better know how to swim to save yourself should the dyke breaks. People in Holland mostly have a diploma in swimming especially if you live near the dyke or reclaimed land. If you don't have a diploma, you have to put on arm bands. haha.. just great !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more pictures about Ameland but I can't host them up yet because my camera has no more battery. The below is pictures taken in a town called Duukom (pronounced as dock-em). It was where my uncle was born and it was a town on the way to Ameland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010236.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me along the main canal of Duukom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010238.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gable houses along the canal also in Duukom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There are loads of pictures that I took but too many to put up. For now, just enjoy these and will put up more pictures of another place I went. Coming up... Amersfoort, an old city!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115027558864194874?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115027558864194874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115027558864194874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115027558864194874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115027558864194874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/ameland_14.html' title='Ameland'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-115010645561820832</id><published>2006-06-12T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:05:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paleis Het Loo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/1600/P1010278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Situated in Aperdoorn, Utrecht; the palace Het Loo was built in 1686 as a royal hunting lodge. Generations of the House of Orange used the lodge as a summer palace up until today. Due to its magnificence, it is known as the "Versailles of The Netherlands". Certain parts are now open as a musuem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilage to visit such a magnificent palace but wasn't able to take pictures inside. So forgive me if you guys can't see the inside of the palace. I must say that most of the walls and ceilings were painted with pictures of paganistic beliefs. In the palace, one will understand the whole history of the House of Orange ( the royal family ) and also see pictures of how each one of them looked. It's amazing that the royal family of The Netherlands have blood ties with the Russian Tsar a long time ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history goes way back but I won't reveal it all here just so you guys won't be bored. Enjoy the pictures !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010301.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The entrance to path leading to the palace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010263.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The front view of the palace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nearest:&lt;/em&gt; The Lower Gardens, &lt;em&gt;Further:&lt;/em&gt; The Upper Garden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="302" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010267.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Queen's Garden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3276/3134/320/P1010273.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The King's Garden. Also represents the Coat of Arms of William and Mary, future king and queen of England ( 1690 )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-115010645561820832?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/115010645561820832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=115010645561820832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115010645561820832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/115010645561820832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/paleis-het-loo.html' title='Paleis Het Loo'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29423297.post-114975361794167297</id><published>2006-06-08T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T16:00:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>Testing 1,2,3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29423297-114975361794167297?l=rainbow-promises.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/feeds/114975361794167297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29423297&amp;postID=114975361794167297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/114975361794167297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29423297/posts/default/114975361794167297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rainbow-promises.blogspot.com/2006/06/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07395959103634333251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v341/sasagurl/melissa-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
