<?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-1433374106502689798</id><updated>2012-01-30T02:56:14.364+08:00</updated><category term='Thanks For The Memories'/><category term='My Portfolio'/><category term='Photoshoot'/><category term='Tutorial'/><title type='text'>Cookie's n' Cream</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about my artworks and tales from my world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3261265445814635151</id><published>2011-04-09T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:04:01.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is a common act...</title><content type='html'>Yes indeed, change is a common act. It's just whether if it's for better or worse. Personally I think change is good. It's part of growing up. Your decisions in life determines what changes that are about to happen. Sadly, some people change themselves like changing their underwear and some change for worse. But that's life. Everyone is entitled to their own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has changed alot lately. It's all happening really fast but at the same time, I know that everything is going to be alright. I've grown into an adult and I feel proud being in this position where I can say, yes I am independent. To be honest, I thought I would be at this point 3 years ago but that did not work out so well. I'm not the kind who likes to be spoon fed by my parents which is why I don't ask them for much and most of the time I just solve things myself. I was already trained to live an independent life so I'm thankful for that. Even though massive changes took place so fast but I'm still calm and collected because I had all the years of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to share exactly what's going on right now with my life but rather something I've been considering for a really long time now and I feel strongly about this right now. This feeling&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;to me about 2 hours ago while having my dinner. I was eating chicken and it just struck me that eating chicken kind of disgust me. This is not the first time I felt that way, it's been quite a number of times already and at one point I even resisted myself from eating chicken for about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I never really loved chicken I always preferred fish instead but somehow lately I've been feeling this great disgust about chickens. Their meat is somehow kind of..... disgusting. Not that I have anything against chicken but it was just very recently that I found out how chicken were slaughtered and raised. Chicken have the most torturous life hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, they become so tastelss and disgusting. I mean they've been fed with tons of antibiotics to grow into this obese chicken within 7 weeks! And then shipped to the slaughter house where they are brutally tortured to death. Sometimes on their way to the slaughter house, they may break bones and hurt themselves real bad because all of them are packed in a tight space. Infact, most chickens are crippled before 7 weeks old because they are overweight.&amp;nbsp;Manufacturers&amp;nbsp;are rushing to get thier chickens nice and fat to be shipped so this is what they do... they force chickens to grow up. Would you like it if someone were to force you to grow up? I don't think so. And now with all this fake chicken egg from China? Goodness, what is wrong with people?? Here's an &lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/issues/animals-used-for-food/chickens.aspx"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; to where you can read about how chickens are raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PVxv7PPGZqg" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually really sad. I love animals but I'm not like an avid animal lover to the extend where I'd become a vegetarian. I did consider becoming a vegetarian long time ago but I love meat (thanks to all the great cooks in my household) and also because it was hard to eat out if i were to become a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole topic of change today is basically directed to this one idea I got in my head. I'm actually considering becoming a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pescetarianism"&gt;pescetarian&lt;/a&gt;. I thought about this for about half a year already since my first chicken attack and today it just hit me that maybe I should try this out for a week and see how it goes. I don't mind living without chicken but occasionally I do love eating lamb and beef (steak). So I'm not going to be a strict pescetarian. Dont judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a normal day to day basis I might just stick with being a pescetarian but occasionally when I see my favourite food which are steak and mutton curry which my mum makes, I will indulge in it. There's no point limiting yourself if you know you can't always do that. It will only de-motivate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try this out for this whole week and see how it goes. If it's good then I might stick to this. My whole point in this is just that I don't wanna have that weird disgusted feeling again when I'm eating chicken and I just want a better eating habit (which I am trying to improve believe me it's hard when you're out alone and broke) and also I do not wanna be one of the contributers of torturous chicken slaughter. I feel bad for chickens really. It's not their fault they dont taste so good. oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, here's all I have to say for now. Have a great weekend! (courtesy of Rebecca Black)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3261265445814635151?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3261265445814635151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3261265445814635151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3261265445814635151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3261265445814635151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/04/change-is-common-act.html' title='Change is a common act...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PVxv7PPGZqg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-185243171543922396</id><published>2011-03-29T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:36:33.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There's so much I have to say about the design community here in Malaysia. First of all let me just get started by saying I'm a design graduate and I've done several freelance jobs and I've worked with clients and talked to alot of people and it's all part of what I'm about to say here. So everything has it's own reason why I'm saying it and not just blindly. I came across a job just a couple of days ago while scouting for jobs. And to my dismay, this person is offering people to do brochure designs for a mere RM5/per design. And to contact him, you have to call him up and if he doesn't like your design he is not going to pay for it. I would link it for you but unfortunately the ad has been taken down. Now this really pisses me off. Seriously RM5? If you were to throw this assignment to my 7 year old sister maybe she won't even accept your offer. It's not that we, designers are very greedy and we want more. No doubt everyone wants money but this is about how you think of designers. Are we cheap labours to you? Is RM5 what you are willing to pay for peoples hard work and ideas? Would Leonardo da Vinci sell his ideas for RM5? Or would Steve Jobs sell his marketing ideas for RM5? Think about it. By the time I call you up, use my electricity to design this brochure and my ideas I think RM5 would already be used up hence what is this? Free designs for you? I don't think so. Then after that, I saw another job to design 500 unique wall decals and map them into interior photographs for RM100. Yeah, another RM5 job!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seriously, what is happening to the design community here in Malaysia? People have always never respected us and now they think we deserve RM5 for hard work? And many times I observe people are taking advantage of designers. They pay you a price and you did the job well and after everything is approved there goes a change of idea after another and it's a never ending cycle. People, changes = more pay! Every designers and design firms have their own terms and condition and when you can't abide by them you will say they are cheating you or they are not good. Sometimes I can't even think of a good reason why designers are so under-rated here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you go to the US for example, designers in the advertising firms and us now. There's a huge difference. People respect them, for their creativity, their ideas and everything. That's why they can keep improving and doing a better job. Most of the time designers here are locked up and unable to express themselves fully because of the education methods and the industry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Designers are like consultants. If you come to them about doing a website. Listen to them. We may need your brief as to what you may like to include but when we tell you if you want this and that it's not going to suit or it's not going to come off as a marketable design the please listen. Seriously, being a designer it's not just about creating beautiful things. We are also trained to think what's best for you and how to sell your product. If you wanted a tacky website and we advise you not to, it's merely for your own good. I mean who is going to look at a tacky website.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Design is a strategy. It uses&amp;nbsp;psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alot of times, when I was just about to pursue my design diploma people would ask me what am I planning to do? The minute I tell them design, they just say ohh okay, or can earn meh? Now I just want to put it out there that, everything in this world is made out of design. Why you may ask? Simple, look at your phone, your computer, Facebook, signboards, packaging, your clothes, advertisements, your movies, your TV shows, everything... and can you please tell me other than design who else is going to come up with that final product for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I know alot of people from different fields are involved too but who comes up with the final product? That you may want to ask yourself over and over again until you change your mind about designers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alot of things make me realize how downgraded designers are in this country. We are not well-respected for our ideas and work. If only they looked into how we work, the amount of rest we get and how is it like to think for a concept. It's not easy being a designer but it's even harder being a designer in this country. I wished that people could change their mindset here and stop asking for RM5 designs or FREE designs or 1001 changes for FREE coz that's not going to happen. You wan't a good designer, you have to pay the price for one. If you pay RM5 maybe i can recommend you to just pick up a pen and pencil and write it on a piece of paper for a brochure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*leaves this post angrily*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-185243171543922396?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/185243171543922396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=185243171543922396&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/185243171543922396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/185243171543922396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/03/design-community.html' title='Design Community'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4667138524787182711</id><published>2011-03-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:00:49.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I've just graduated probably about 2 weeks ago and let me tell you, life is HARD! I've always been waiting for this moment to graduate from college and get a job and start my life but really starting the ignition to your life is just not about the easiest thing ever. Throughout these two weeks, I've came to understand the pressures of being broke, getting a job, think about your financial, thinking about getting a car, signing document, moving out, continuing for degree but money-less... tentatively speaking, I've just been facing a whole lot of shit for these past 2 weeks. The most stressful part is getting a job. I've literally almost had a break down moment when I realized no one is replying to my emails. I've sent out my resume and portfolio to every single agency i can think of in Penang. Advertising, productions, architecture firms, real estate and what not. (OMG) I've been to an interview last week but I don't think it went so well. So i'm hoping my future interview on Monday would work out. I need a job by April. I can't wait any longer because I have alot of expenses to settle and ofcourse I don't get allowance anymore. Life is indeed hard right now. I mean to know that you are desperate and every waking moment you spend your life checking mails and dealing with the frustration of what if.... what if there's no job for me then what? Should i work at Starbucks then? So what's the point of my diploma? It's crazy. This whole time, I was set on one thing... COLLEGE... omg.. seriously why didn't I leave when I had the chance? I should have run for my life. It's frustrating. I mean, I'm supposed to be studying Digital Art but really now when it's all over, I dont know anything about digital arts. What i've learned in college was leaning towards graphic design but we didnt learn graphic design aswell. So in the end, who is going to hire me? I'm learning everything like 50% and I dont have a legit proper qualification on what I could do. Every application I sent out i noticed the employees are demanding for something that I have no knowledge of. Everything that I know now is what I've learned and picked up by myself. I feel so helpless. I don't think I'm a sucky designer but it's just my qualifications are limited to the point where I don't even know where. I'm so&amp;nbsp;disappointed in this college and i can't believe i've spent 28k on something that thought me nothing..literally. And you know what they say, if life throws you lemons, you make lemonade...well here's the deal, life didnt throw me lemons, they threw me acid..in this case life refers to the college. I really hope my interview goes well and i could get a job by April and then everything would be alright provided if my pay is alright too. I just my life to be drama-free and just smooth going. I initially did not want to rant about my college and stuff but i just needed to get this out of my system before i have another meltdown in my brain. Growing up is hard, no one said it was easy. I've been trained to live like an adult all this while with minimal supervision from parents but this time I just feel like i'm 21 and i'm graduated and i'll be screwed if I dont settle for a job by April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So wish me luck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4667138524787182711?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4667138524787182711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4667138524787182711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4667138524787182711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4667138524787182711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/03/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-200938947725035552</id><published>2011-02-19T15:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:48:24.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always an ending to every start...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In about three weeks time, I would be finally graduating from college. I've been waiting for this moment for three years already but now that it's so close to the finish line, it's like I wished time would go into a stand still just for awhile. I think it happens to alot of people when their life is about to change. Yeap, after this three weeks, my life would change forever. It's time to step into the real-world and grow up as an adult. It's actually scary to know that everything will be on you now and all the responsibility that's about to fall on you. I have a big problem now, where am I supposed to work? I hope to find a proper company where I enjoy doing what I do there so that I would work in peace. Unfortunately, in Penang there's not much options for a digital student like me. Mostly graphic design and that's not what I'm passionate about doing. I might go into video production to see what's it like. I like video and 3D but ofcourse my animation and 3D skill isn't at all near to being qualified for the job. I still have to work on that. My mum feels like I should continue studying after working a few months or a year or something but personally, I'm just sick of studying. It's not that I'm lazy or anything, it's just that I don't want to waste my money again on some college. Everything I know about design, I learned it by myself and what college thought me was basically... nothing. So that really disappointed me and just killed every bit of passion to continue studying again. I just wanna graduate and see where life takes me. It's all about your portfolio. Ofcourse I'm not denying pursuing your studies will get you a better position but seriously for now, I can't even imagine myself going back to college and doing this same thing over and over again besides, I don't have that much financial support to do it. Don't even get me started on scholarships. So my plan is to work hard and build up my portfolio and I would see how the market goes, if a degree is needed then I might pursue it probably in animation or video production. I believe that a certificate isn't everything to ensure a brighter future. There are some people who had never got an education and still because of their perseverance and diligence they manage to be somebody in this world. This days, the number of people with a degree in their hands is like throwing a stone at some random stranger on the street and probably 9 our of 10 of them are degree holders. It's just a piece of paper. What determines who is more successful then the other is your hard work and your talent. I'm not saying that pursuing your studies is a waste of time and money, it just depends. If you are not passionate about what you are studying then why pursue? Or if you can't pursue because you don't have the chance then don't feel like your world has ended. There's always a way to turn the bad to good if you just believe in yourself and trust in what you're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-200938947725035552?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/200938947725035552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=200938947725035552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/200938947725035552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/200938947725035552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/02/theres-always-ending-to-every-start.html' title='There&apos;s always an ending to every start...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8442396632588386758</id><published>2011-02-12T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:32:25.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTDlFvQSv-Y/TVVo2RS8eJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rMEyJbZXozE/s320/59975_1612067626168_1370588330_31630882_7236923_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can still see my last Valentine post here, can't believe a year has already past. Judging from my last Valentine post, I was single and valentine-less haha, I don't remember what I did on that day either. But this year, happy to say, I'm not single. So what's this deal about Valentine? Do we really need a bouquet of roses? fancy dinner? or your date serenading a song for you? Honestly, whatever is it you guys want to do it's totally fine just aslong as you have each other. I guess that's the best part of having a partner, you're never alone. He/she is your bestfriend and you guys can do all the craziest thing in this world and not be afraid coz you have each other. Your partner is more than just a companion but he/she is also a person who plays a big role in your life as you age. They were there when some great things happened to you and also the sad moments too ofcourse. It's also nice to have someone who will always care for you and treat you special then the rest. Ofcourse it's even better when your partner grows old with you and even starts a whole new life with you. So if you ask me, what's love? I wouldn't know how to answer you but what I can say is when you feel it, you will just know it. As cheesy as it sounds. To be honest, I'm happier being in a relationship then being single. Some people are more comfortable being single but that's just how it is. We are all different. I like the feeling of having someone special. That's doesn't make me desperate for a relationship or anything, I'm just saying that's how I prefer to be ofcourse provided if I have the right man for the job. Anyways, being single isn't too bad aswell. Don't feel sad if you're date-less this Valentines. Your time will come someday. So don't take it so seriously or get upset =) So anyways, what's my plans this year? I don't really know. I don't really care either. I love my hubby and it's literally Valentine's day everyday for us. We have a good relationship and that's all that matters. Alot of our love life is kept private and behind the scenes so not many people know what's really going on between us sometimes. I guess that's what you get for living in your own bubble and that's what makes it special and sweet. I guess we will probably be curling up and watching a good movie together. =) I don't expect much , I just expect alot of TLC that lasts forever. So hope everyone has a great Valentines coming up and to those who are date-less, just have fun with friends or family or ignore this day and don't get pressured by it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8442396632588386758?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8442396632588386758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8442396632588386758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8442396632588386758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8442396632588386758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-can-still-see-my-last-valentine-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTDlFvQSv-Y/TVVo2RS8eJI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rMEyJbZXozE/s72-c/59975_1612067626168_1370588330_31630882_7236923_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5129165851484991046</id><published>2011-02-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:49:02.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-life Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;*sigh* Has it ever&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;to you that maybe something is missing in your life? There's something you wished you knew what was it that's bugging you? Or if you feel like all the fun is sucked out and life is a big yawn now? That's when you know you've hit mid-life crisis! =) It doesn't just happen to people around their 30's or 40's anymore, it just happens to anyone who feels it. It's a kind of depression but in a subtle way. This is not an EMO post by the way. I don't do emo crap. Emo is so over-rated. As human's we still have our own feelings whether it's happy , sad or angry. So don't mistaken all sad feelings for emo. If I'm sad about someone that just passed away , that does not make me emo. Back to topic. Lately for the past few months, i realized something has been bugging me deeply but I cant figure out what is it. At first I thought it's just PMS (us girls...) but no... and then I started thinking maybe it's my appearance. So I went on wanting to be thin and going on and on about a diet. But no... then I thought maybe it's my design skill. I'm almost graduating and I still suck and I don't know much about anything. So I tried to learn and i got quite far into things and guess what... that's not it either. It just kills me coz I don't know what going on and nobody noticed I was going through a weird phase. So then it hit me, for the past few weeks, I finally knew what was wrong with me. I just missed my old life. I missed all the fun I had and now everything is becoming a bore and all I do is sit at home, assignments, college and PC. I turned 21 and this is what I have become. In fact, I turned 18 and this is what I've become. A lifeless, dull, old lady... It's depressing really lol. All these while I thought I could just lie to myself and pretend that I dont miss a single bit of my night life or whatever fun I used to have when i was young. I told myself I'm grown up now and those were my childish days but who am I kidding. I did miss it and I'm still young to enjoy it. The fun can't last forever so while you're still young might aswell enjoy all you can't before it's too late. I'm not the kind who like daylight or goes out during the day much, im more of a night time person. I never was a day person you can tell from the time i wake up that im not. The night time is just exciting and fun for me and that's the time I feel awake and energized. Although alot of people think it's dangerous. No doubt. Danger is everywhere. Morning, Afternoon, Evening, Night... dangerous things happen all the time its just fate and how we look after ourselves that keeps us save. If you don't do stupid things that could danger yourself thus you would be safe. Anyways, I really hope I can get my life back. I hate feeling trapped in my own body. No one is locking me now but it's just me and I didnt realized that I locked myself up till now. I want all the fun I used to have as a teenager. I don't wanna rot away my 20's and look back when im old and say that's how i spent my 20's, in my room infront of my computer. That's sad... I don't expect everyone to understand what's this phase im going through because unless you went through this or you are going through this, then you would fully understand what im feeling. My lifestyle right now has eaten up a huge part of my living so end up I don't like how i look or feel about myself anymore because i stopped caring and i stopped trying. I went into what we call "the comfort zone" and that's a zone you do not wanna be in when you're still young and kicking. It's still new years, technically... so I hope things would change and maybe I would change too. Hopefully i could get back my youth as soon as possible. By the way, I'm not the kind who likes to public out my feelings coz i feel they are so private but for just this one time, I needed to get everything out of my system coz I feel it's gonna make me better for abit. So no judging XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-5129165851484991046?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5129165851484991046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5129165851484991046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5129165851484991046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5129165851484991046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/02/mid-life-crisis.html' title='Mid-life Crisis'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-904926372110011638</id><published>2011-01-28T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:21:22.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A passion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Was there something that you dreamed of doing or being but never had the guts to do so? I believe everyone has that sort of feeling once in a while or maybe all the time. Eventually, what happens to those dreams? Do they just fade or do they stir regret within you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There's just so many things I wished I could do or could have done but time was the main thing holding me back. Sometimes I wished I had all the time and support to do what I've been wanting to do that would just make my day or perhaps my life. Most people don't know much about me. I mean they do know me but they don't know what I'm really thinking and the ideas I have and what I want to do. Those who spend most of their time with me would probably know me and they would know that I'm a little loose in the head...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One of the things I would really love love love to do is write. Since I was young, writing has always been a part of me. I did write alot of stories, poems and songs. Infact I still kept my song books till this day. I still love writing but you know, I'm a designer now not a journalist lol so that kind of makes it harder to venture into this field. I don't&amp;nbsp;necessarily like writing about news and stuff it's more to casual writing like maybe get my own column in the papers or write a book or something like that. I just feel like I have alot to say but I don't talk alot of heart to heart things to anyone so all these things remain buried in me. I don't mean like I have an issue and I have to emo it out to someone lol I just have alot of theories about life and what I think of it or just some random thoughts... I know I'm weird like that ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another one of my passions is ofcourse in the field of arts and design. Creativity is such a powerful thing one could ever possess. So if you have it, don't ever second guess yourself for venturing into this field. Now, when we talk about design, I assume alot of people think I love photoshopping so so so much lol but the truth is, not really. I used to love it when I was in highschool because it was new to me but as I started getting my hands on more softwares, Photoshop became something less exciting for me. I still love it though because it's great to edit your stuff and I still need it for the most part of my design works. But there's just so much more then that. Honestly, I really love 3D animation and video production alot. As a Digital Art student these were the two things I was most excited to learn but unfortunately.... I think I rather not say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I did try really hard to learn 3D. It wasn't easy for me at first. I failed multiple times and well eventually I got to a point I was satisfied with my outcome but still... that's not where I plan to stop. I've seen far better works than mine and there's just no reason for me to feel proud of my work yet. I recently started modeling characters. It's something i've always wanted to do but I had to learn the basics of 3D first like setting up the scene so thats why I learned interior and exterior scenes otherwise where would my character live! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As for video, sad to say I don't really have the equipment for it but I do have some ideas to do this using what I have now... iPod and my DSLR lol. not much but you know baby steps can take you a really long way. I was thinking of doing something cool this sem break using characters and making a video. I haven't thought of it yet but hopefully it's&amp;nbsp;successful. I also have an ongoing project for myself which has something to do with my characters. So i'm not just building them based on nothing, they are a work in progress... modelling them is only 10% of it. I'll explain more of that on my other blog which is my portfolio blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some people ask me why am I so free to do this. The thing is yeah I'm kinda free this sem but no, it's just something I've wanted to do for the longest time and I finally have the time,&amp;nbsp;equipments&amp;nbsp;and skill to do so. Besides, alot of designers keep themselves busy with their own projects. You can build up your portfolio, gain new knowledge, and improve yourself doing this. I don't believe in college assignments to be honest. They are just a stepping stone for us but the rest is up to us to learn and take the lead. If you have a passion for something then go for it. Another reason why I'm doing this is also because... I'm graduating soon and suddenly it came to my realization that I don't know anything about digital arts. My college didn't provide me with much digital lessons mostly it was more to graphic design... which is not what I want to do. So, how on earth am I supposed to get a job as a digital artist? That's the question that seriously got me thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a really long post but I haven't been blogging in ages so it's alright I guess. The whole point of this post was to tell everyone that if you have a passion for something, don't let it go. You only live once so why not just achieve what you want in this lifetime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-904926372110011638?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/904926372110011638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=904926372110011638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/904926372110011638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/904926372110011638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/01/passion.html' title='A passion...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4745384535366246476</id><published>2011-01-21T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T00:31:07.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6 days ago, I turned 21... and alot of things will be different from now. Well, not really because I had everything, all the freedom and decisions so turning 21 is just something legal by the world's standards. Anyways, this year I had one wish... no presents lol... but I ended up getting ALOT... so thanks everyone for coming to my party and the gifts... The reason why I wished for no presents this year is because I had everything I need and want already and there was no need to ask for more. Also all my friends are still in school and the year just started it's not very nice to burden them for a gift why not let them buy something they like for themselves instead, friendship is not measured by what you give someone, it's the thought that matters.&amp;nbsp;I also felt like turning 21 was a very sentimental thing to me and this means I have to grow up so why not instead of gifts for myself, why don't people wish for giving all this good stuff to people who aren't as fortunate as you are. Maybe next year I would do that. This year got me thinking about birthdays and what does it mean. Maybe this is a sign of old age because I'm obviously thinking to far =) but... to me birthday is a celebration, how long you lived in this world. 21 years, that's pretty long considering it's been two decades already. Poor old parents had been raising you from that puny little infant till you're finally an adult. Sometimes, all we really need to do is just sit back and think about how far have we came into this world, all the experiences and memories. That's what makes us an individual. So this number, 21... it just means I'm an adult and I need to think wisely and start my own life. I guess you can say I'm quite proud of myself because I've learnt to not be&amp;nbsp;dependent&amp;nbsp;on my parents too much. I try to solve most of the things myself and if I have no clue how to, I would just seek advice from my mum. I've learn to live on my own with very little budget and I never ask them for anything. So sometimes, I do end up being broke but it's not because I'm overspending or I don't know how to save, it's just that I'm taking care of my own life with very minimal help from parents. It's save to say that everything I own is from my own money even the clothes on my body to my daily needs. Because of this, I just felt like my parents did a good job in raising me up. Maybe to some people, they would feel like their parents don't love them for not buying them anything but for me, this is a good thing and I would&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;teach my kids this next time otherwise I would DIE... lol...In the end of the day, a birthday is just a day you were born into this world. Be happy to live another year and share it with the one's you love. This would be one of the fondest memory you could take with you forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4745384535366246476?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4745384535366246476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4745384535366246476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4745384535366246476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4745384535366246476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthday.html' title='Birthday...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-9174474244994718190</id><published>2010-03-05T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:44:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Rant</title><content type='html'>I haven't written here in like ages because I've been super duper busy with school. OMG!!! today it's finally over...off you go short sem and off you GO! 2D3D!!!!!!! I hate this class so damn much. This sem i had art history and 2D3D. ok, i've never liked learning history but art history seemed so much fun. I enjoyed it very much and 2D3D the subject that my other friends say its stressful but fun proves to be SO-Not-FUN at all. That's because it's not the same lec. This subject has been taken over by another lec. I hate this class and I hate everything about it. I never enjoyed a single class. I never enjoyed the assignments. I never enjoyed spending so much for this stupid class. Here's my opinion, it's a waste of my time, my money and my effort. YES my effort!!!!!!!!! From day one till now, I don't know how many things I have to keep redo-ing because the lec is a perfectionist noob. No words can describe how much i hate it and how angry i get whenever this class comes around. It sucks....in my whole life, i've never faced so much stress and hyper tension like this class while doing my finals. this whole week had been a nightmare!! Literally. I havent got much sleep. Infact last night I stayed in college from 9am till 9pm. and i came home did my work till like 5.30 and got an hour sleep, the other 30mins i had before my alarm rang, was just me....unable to sleep anymore. Im so stressed that this whole week, i have nightmares everytime I sleep and not just one a night, but a few. I keep waking up. some of them are kinda stupid but theres a few that i know i feel really scared just that i cant remember. one whole week nightmare! wtf! hyper tension!!! sometimes i would feel so sleepy while driving, which is why i kinda drive slowly these few days because im scared if i drive fast, i might get into an accident. I cant really breathe properly cause my chest feels heavy like something is blocking me, something heavy is on my chest, so because of that i get really tired very easily. and and....ive been having stomach problems especially digestive problems because i just feel like throwing up everytime i eat something and i don't have appetite. I just eat coz i can sometimes im hungry, yes but after a few mouths, i dont feel like eating no more. my brain hurts all the time...arghhhhhhhhhhhh you see the level of stress is just crazyyyy. i need air to breathe. i need some space. i need some rest. i have to be honest, i did expected alot from myself this sem. I wanted to get A's for both subject. It's my 6th sem. It's time to get serious. And I have to have a strong portfolio because I have dreams and ambitions that can seem a little too over achieving but for now, my studies are my priority. But i wasnt pushing myself too hard, its the damn class that is making me stressed out like hell. despite history exam we had to memorize alot of things, i definitely felt the stress but i wasnt like angry or anything. but this 2d3d omg.........f f f f f!!! thats how it is....today was the final presentation and i was so damn nervous. i havent felt nervous for presentations in the longest time but today i was nervous like hell...worst then my first time presenting..idk y either...i tink its partly because of the coffee on an empty stomach thingy...i made me shaky and weird all morning lol...first time i was so defensive for my presentation becoz of the lec tat really piss me off at certain point till my nervous disappeared. she forgot what i&amp;nbsp; presented and asked stupid questions and said i didnt achieve this and that. im so pissed of. Dont mess with me when i dont have enough sleep and been working like a mad dog....i dont appreciate this kind of bullshit. seriously, i know im always happy happy, smiling even when times are bad but...when things tat ive worked so hard for has been accused of some false things i would not take it. i would not take hypocrites aswell. i dont care who you are, what you do or whatever, but you gotta know there is a limit when you start messing with me...so take that.....uhhh im so angry still....but i dont wanna make this any longer n repeat the same story......i hope ill nvr hav to see tat lec again.....tats alll!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-9174474244994718190?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/9174474244994718190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=9174474244994718190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9174474244994718190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9174474244994718190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/03/longest-rant.html' title='The Longest Rant'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3653920945909591897</id><published>2010-02-16T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:24:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs I'm Lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dEkh_KxKao0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dEkh_KxKao0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lovvvve lovvvve loveeee this guy's music...all of them....and I think he is cute =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_rTX23V7Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VU_rTX23V7Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3653920945909591897?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3653920945909591897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3653920945909591897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3653920945909591897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3653920945909591897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/02/songs-im-lovin.html' title='Songs I&apos;m Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-994667335946890751</id><published>2010-02-12T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:56:30.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day is here....soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I honestly don't know why am I so excited when I'm single and date-less...lol....But I'm just having a good day today despite feeling over-the-top angry throughout class and even while shopping thanks to lame customer service...But the minute I got home, I felt so so so good, I don't know why either =.= This year I'd go back to my lonely Valentine routine....Last year was the first time celebrating it...(Yeah...no one believes this but yeah it's true people) But it's not about celebrating and stuff...but it's also ..well it WAS a day that meant something to me and my ex...anniversary much? oh well...I'm over him now...that's for sure....but that doesn't mean I should erase everything right? Most people mistaken getting over for erasing...Seriously, that person was in your life and was part of it. There's nothing wrong with remembering the good times and stuff as long as you're not gonna end up crying for a day!! But like I said, I'm OVEEERRR it...so so so OVER....This is the thing with relationships, they come and they go...sometimes they hurt, sometimes they make you feel good...Not that I'm saying all relationships don't last...Nooo....I'm just saying that's the nature of it. Just coz you're with someone doesn't mean he/she is THE ONE...at the same time, there's nothing wrong with feeling badly hurt when things don't work out...we are human after all....But this year, although I'm single and so available like idk what....but thanks to CNY I'll have comfort food all day and night....yeah...my grandma will be my Valentine this year....&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year and Happy Valentine's Day to everyone =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-994667335946890751?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/994667335946890751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=994667335946890751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/994667335946890751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/994667335946890751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-is-heresoon.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day is here....soon'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8314850694768383825</id><published>2010-02-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:43:30.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jen-Khoo Song's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Here's some songs that reminds me of YOU....coz you're crazy when the songs comes on!!!!!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Knock You Down- Keri Hilson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jaiho!- Pussycat Dolls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Taking Back My Love- Enrique Iglesias&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #8e7cc3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whenever these songs play, no doubt it reminds me of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #8e7cc3; text-align: right;"&gt;Love you Amaness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S21x4uk_DQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tXyz-xWHj8M/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S21x4uk_DQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tXyz-xWHj8M/s320/DSC03405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8314850694768383825?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8314850694768383825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8314850694768383825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8314850694768383825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8314850694768383825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/02/jen-khoo-songs.html' title='The Jen-Khoo Song&apos;s'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S21x4uk_DQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/tXyz-xWHj8M/s72-c/DSC03405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-875304938530788363</id><published>2010-02-05T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T19:59:33.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Jen Khoo, with Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2v8QmsS3qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Gg5-mLRN8kk/s1600-h/P1010084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2v8QmsS3qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Gg5-mLRN8kk/s200/P1010084.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2v8VNuEfuI/AAAAAAAAAko/R5KAbukYsr4/s1600-h/P1010085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2v8VNuEfuI/AAAAAAAAAko/R5KAbukYsr4/s200/P1010085.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;To Jen Khoo/ My beloved AMA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So the day has finally arrived. Time for you to pack your bags and leave for New Zealand.&amp;nbsp; 22-year old Ama of mine has finally spread her wings to greener pastures leaving behind 3 children and a grandson. LOL! Anyways, I know I've already written you a card but you are too special so you deserve a place in my blog. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's not like we've known each other for years. Only knew you during Visual Concept and before I knew it, we were on a road trip together and you became my grandma. But through these few months, It's been a close relationship that we had. Although we may not spend alot of time with each other since this year but still, never felt separated from you because we shared alot of good times together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Penang will definitely miss having you around that's for sure. Especially Roxy and Starbucks. They are going to miss seeing you entering their shop lol. But most importantly, I will miss having you around. You always make people laugh and smile all day at your craziness. So go ahead and make New Zealand-ers and all the cows there laugh and smile with you aswell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I honestly feel bad I couldn't get the chance to see you before you leave. Time isn't on our side, it seems. But you going only a thousand million miles away isn't going to stop us from remembering each other and talk. So you better keep in touch with me ob MSN and FB. Don't just online to say ollor....but say Hi, I miss you Divya. =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks for always being a nice nice friend to me and thanks for making my day whenever I wasn't feeling good. Yeah, you may not know that but sometimes your character and your craziness can really make someone forget their problems and just laugh with you. So no matter what you do, don't ever stay SANE!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, sorry if so far, I've offended you or said anything that hurt you. I didn't mean anything as you know I like to joke like Luiz but sometimes I feel it could be a little too harsh but as always there's no real meaning behind it. I just love teasing you that's all. Sorry for calling you old lady lol...now alot of people calling me that but to tell you the truth, you are not that old... =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 22 still very very young so enjoy yourself in NZ....sure, you're there for your studies but remember life is too short so enjoy it. Try new things, meet new people, experience the NZ life and tell us all about it. Get me a souvenir when you come back!!! LOL jk....However, do not over enjoy till forget about the main reason why you're there. Learn as much as you can over there and do the best you can because we all want you to be successful and happy too in the future. If you feel like working there and settling down there, then by all means....go ahead. Just do what you feel is best for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But then again......you're 22 d...lol...can get married in few years time liao....so faster find amo bf...then dont forget to intro to us..we are your family!! hehe....then when you kahwin, we all can go visit NZ..yipeee!!!!! =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whenever you're lonely or down, maybe the first few weeks you might feel homesick, just remember we are all here for you. If you feel like you need help, never hesitate to ask. You can always share your problems and experiences with us despite the distance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But all that matter is that you keep that happy face and always look forward to a brighter better day ahead of you. May God bless you always. You'll always be in our prayers and I will always always love love you very berry much and will be missing you when you're gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So take care and have a safe flight and hope everything works out for you over there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Divya Khoo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2wHLkep3YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hJzIwDPbxhY/s1600-h/111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2wHLkep3YI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hJzIwDPbxhY/s320/111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #c27ba0; color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2wHSxkSVII/AAAAAAAAAlI/_GLPlPl3L4g/s1600-h/222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2wHSxkSVII/AAAAAAAAAlI/_GLPlPl3L4g/s320/222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2wHSxkSVII/AAAAAAAAAlI/_GLPlPl3L4g/s1600-h/222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-875304938530788363?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/875304938530788363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=875304938530788363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/875304938530788363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/875304938530788363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-jen-khoo-with-love.html' title='To Jen Khoo, with Love'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S2v8QmsS3qI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Gg5-mLRN8kk/s72-c/P1010084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6002197176521426248</id><published>2010-01-26T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:54:01.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Pow[d]er!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Being a girl is tough!!!! No, I'm not going to be a trans-gender now. But....all I'm saying is that being a girl is tough and yet not many people actually appreciates the existence of us, women. Let me tell you, after walking around half a day in 4inch heels, I feel so much relieve slipping into my flats once again. This is not the longest I've been on heels, no doubt. I used to run with heels! I'm just not used to it anymore since college life started. But I'm not talking about heels right now. Have you ever felt upset when people (guys) say that you're a girl, so you can't do this? Have you ever felt the sinister behind the fact that someone (guy) is telling you that you are weak because you are a girl indirectly? I'm sure every girl felt that way. I guess that's the reason why when I was younger I always preferred being a boy. But as I grew older, I just appreciated being a girl more. There are lots of things girls can do that guys CAN'T. And yes, I DO believe the saying that what guys can do, girls CAN do it too. I just don't believe in this bullshit that girls can't be the leader or something big, or girls can lift heavy stuff, or girls driving sucks, or girls this and that. Why must it always be the guys who get all the good name? It's as if like being a girl, is like being cursed. This is NOT true at all. I also learn that sometimes it's not always the guys fault for thinking that way. Sometimes, us gals don't even believe in ourselves that we just give in to the statement that guys are much superior. I just feel that as a woman, we should appreciate our existence more. It's not about being a dumb blond and putting on make up and looking pretty like statues, it's about how we carry ourselves. Confidence. Today I see many girls out there are defeating guys when it comes to any field. Girls today are also doing much better academically compared to the times when only boys were allowed to receive education. So we have came a long way, and might aswell we all prove that girls can not just do what boys do, but we can do it better. I'm not saying this because I'm a girly girl... =) I mean, I can be girlish but truth is I'm very boy-ish too. I guess not many people know this about me because I haven't been doing any boyish related stuff for a very long time. Not because I don't like it anymore or grown out of it but just coz I don't really have time for alot of things anymore. But I used to play football, basketball and what not with boys. I was like the only girl there. When it comes to football season, I will be glued to the boys to watch these matches. I remembered way back in form 1, the boys in my class would always call me to sit with them to debate about who is the best player and all. I used to play alot of video games that were boyish...I don't play girly stuff, dude...lol...It's always about killing people and street fighter crap...I &amp;lt;3 that, only in games yeah. Infact, there was even a time when I dressed pretty tomboyish. Long time ago. I never wore skirt till form 3/4. Towards the end of form 3. I used to when i was younger but then I stopped till that age. My parents always quote back my words that I will never wear heels or skirt lol...whenever I wear skirt and heels they would always tease me about that. As far as makeup goes, I don't even know that concealer existed till I was 16...yikes! Hahahaha! So yeah, I'm not that girlish to begin with. But as I grew older, these things just came to me naturally because it was slowly becoming a necessity. I will still watch football and play boyish games and stuff. That will never change. =) But all I'm saying is that, we should be proud to be born as girls because there's just too much good stuff about it! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6002197176521426248?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6002197176521426248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6002197176521426248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6002197176521426248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6002197176521426248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/01/girl-powder.html' title='Girl Pow[d]er!!!!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5165001931278777954</id><published>2010-01-24T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:13:07.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just feel like talking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1wm60b4IxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QfEJOgEcxUg/s1600-h/tiffany_key_pendants.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1wm60b4IxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QfEJOgEcxUg/s200/tiffany_key_pendants.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tiffany's Key Pendant....I've been eyeball-ing those for a very long time and I really wished I could have the one on the 2nd right for my 21st but that's nearly impossible....USD$175!!!! *Sigh* I will on the look out for a knock off Tiffany so that my parents can buy it for me =) Yeah, since I was barely even a teenager, they promised to get me a key pendant when I'm 21...It's kinda like a thing isn't it? To get a key when you're 21...I don't know maybe not in this country but anyways I still want one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I have been slacking on working out since Xmas, and I decided to set myself straight and start working out again. I can't live another day listening to comments that I'm chubby. It has to stop...yes! Not sure how am I going to do this since college has been eating my life away and I don't seem to have much free time, when I do, all I really feel like doing is lying down and rest. Really....I'm that exhausted. But I definitely need to plan this out to fit into my daily schedule...YES! I DO PLAN! I'm a serious, OCD planner. No one knows this about me I guess but truth is I can't live without my little diary. I would carry it with me to everywhere even for shopping because I'm crazy. Yeah, but my whole life is in there. Not that I have a timetable for myself, God NO! But I love to keep myself organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Protein shake was nasty! But I think I need to drink a cup every morning before I leave coz I desperately need the energy! I don't have breakfast and when I'm home from school I don't feel like eating lunch anymore hence, the tired energy-less ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1wpreVaJYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ct_JUVyfAB4/s1600-h/hugo-boss-orange.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1wpreVaJYI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ct_JUVyfAB4/s320/hugo-boss-orange.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The other thing I've been really into is Hugo Boss Orange EDP... I got a sample in the mail the other day and I'm in love &amp;lt;3 I also got my dress in the mail, well sort of, and I am disappointed! It's a little big on me, but I can still wear it..not a problem. But it looks a little faded and like....erm....idk....It didn't look 100% new? not even 90%... but there's nothing I can do about it I guess. I need to wash it properly and see how it goes. But I still have to wear it since I bought it...Oh well. Don't know where am I going to wear that to....the beach? hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;That's all for now..Just felt like taking a break from reading (as if I've done any). Hopefully, I'd survive exams tomorrow and today is also a special day for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;MICHELE! Happy 20th once again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&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/1433374106502689798-5165001931278777954?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5165001931278777954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5165001931278777954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5165001931278777954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5165001931278777954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-feel-like-talking.html' title='I just feel like talking?'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1wm60b4IxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QfEJOgEcxUg/s72-c/tiffany_key_pendants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6457306454166673878</id><published>2010-01-22T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:25:53.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, so far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Drawings, drawings, drawings....2D, Perspective, Contouring you name it! That's what I've been doing 70% of my time besides watching tv shows, going to classes and preparing for my other history of art subject. I can't believe this...I have more drawings to do by Tuesday. Which is a pain, considering the fact that I have history exam on Monday and presentation on Tuesday. This semester is just hectic...more than the last one. I wonder how am I going to survive this. Hence the reason why I haven't been updating myself anywhere in the world, oh well. I haven't even worked out since Xmas, my schedule has been screwed up badly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I barely get the chance to relax anymore but I hate complaining because everyone is going through the same pressure as me at this stage but at times it leaves me frustrated. So, what's been happening with my life besides being a busy bee? I just turned 20 a week ago. Yeap, the big 2-0!! I'm finally out of the teenage stage. Alot of people...well everyone I know is pretty upset about turning 20 except me. I guess it's coz 7 years of being a teenager, I think I had enough of it already. Since i was in primary school, me and my bestie then had always wanted to be a teen as soon as we could. But now, I think it's time for me to grow up and be an adult. Being an adult is not a bad thing. Just look at the good side, you're now responsible for yourself and such and for once, your opinion actually counts and people would start taking you seriously provided if you behave seriously that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I just can't wait to turn 21. Then I'm all legal but I still feel like a child in my heart. Somehow I'm glad my family has never treated me like little child since many many years ago. I always had the freedom to do anything I want, go anywhere with no curfews aslong as I keep their trust and don't push this freedom thing to far. But now that I'm already 20, I feel like staying at home is more rewarding because soon, who knows, I might leave to further my studies and I would rarely see my family then. Home is where the heart is. Something I used to hate hearing when I was younger but now, it makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1le3bv9TLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8sQxoohq_08/s1600-h/22552_262334867371_770472371_3333911_6510858_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1le3bv9TLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8sQxoohq_08/s320/22552_262334867371_770472371_3333911_6510858_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So back to my birthday, I did have a great time with everyone and of course there were some unexpected event but everything turned out fine in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I miss my highschool days with my gals so much, if only we could hang out more. It's always so frustrating to plan an outing but when we manage to go out, it's always a blast and obviously....memorable for all the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1lfG-TRA1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/X_iw2ylDMv4/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1lfG-TRA1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/X_iw2ylDMv4/s320/P1010022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of friends, lately I've been having some friend problems. Some of them may know I have a problem with them but some may not. I don't really like to share this kinda stuff to anyone but it eats us up that's for sure. Most of the time, I feel like I've been misunderstood and yet no one bothers to try to understand the right thing. All people wants is bad news. I also feel it's time I stop trusting some people for the way they are. I don't wanna put myself through alot of pain and stuff so it's better this way I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;"If the jeans doesn't fit you then don't buy it".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So there we go, I'm still a little sore but it's better for me to realize some things that are happening then to continue living a lie thinking all friends you make would appreciate and be good to you. Not all, just some. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Happy January!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&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/1433374106502689798-6457306454166673878?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6457306454166673878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6457306454166673878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6457306454166673878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6457306454166673878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-so-far.html' title='Life, so far...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/S1le3bv9TLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8sQxoohq_08/s72-c/22552_262334867371_770472371_3333911_6510858_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1045290380658132860</id><published>2010-01-08T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:08:54.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a64d79; color: black;"&gt;Art History &amp;amp; 2D 3D&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a64d79; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: small;"&gt;To do list: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;take a total of 21 photographs of shape, line, value, texture, size, direction &amp;amp; color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;stone painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;200 words essay on a stone o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;group work (pending)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b4a7d6;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;This is sooo random but that's alotta work to acomplish in a weekend. O.M.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #8e7cc3;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; I don't even know where to begin. Painted my stone but guess what it looks like a kindergarten project. man....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #8e7cc3;" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1045290380658132860?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1045290380658132860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1045290380658132860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1045290380658132860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1045290380658132860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-semester.html' title='The New Semester'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-681366532470112124</id><published>2010-01-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:17:46.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshoot'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Happy New Year 2010!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sz9HVuUD2lI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dOeXvYHIY78/s1600-h/P1000679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sz9HVuUD2lI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dOeXvYHIY78/s400/P1000679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;View more New Year &amp;nbsp;firework photo's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blackjanuary/sets/72157623109390692/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-681366532470112124?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/681366532470112124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=681366532470112124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/681366532470112124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/681366532470112124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sz9HVuUD2lI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dOeXvYHIY78/s72-c/P1000679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6774072131255779121</id><published>2009-12-29T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:36:04.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshoot'/><title type='text'>Photoshoot Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, 28th December, me and Steph had a photoshoot at the garden. The theme was girly nature look and another dramatic doll-ed up look. The doll-ed up photoshoot didn't turn up too good thanks to monkeys and the hot weather but today I did a mini photoshoot to complete the dolled-up photoshoot. So anyways, here's a link to all the pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SznaQmwYbnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Y3oB9dbC5oQ/s1600-h/IMG_6107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SznaQmwYbnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Y3oB9dbC5oQ/s320/IMG_6107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blackjanuary/sets/72157623092575568/"&gt;Girly Nature Photoshoot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SznaLxJs_rI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UfKN1hREC1k/s1600-h/P1000553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SznaLxJs_rI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UfKN1hREC1k/s320/P1000553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blackjanuary/sets/72157623092578288/" style="color: purple;"&gt;Doll-ed Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Tomorrow will be another photoshoot at the beach. I seriously need to do my research on posing cause I suck big time at it. Gawd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6774072131255779121?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6774072131255779121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6774072131255779121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6774072131255779121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6774072131255779121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/photoshoot-day-1.html' title='Photoshoot Day 1'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SznaQmwYbnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Y3oB9dbC5oQ/s72-c/IMG_6107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1250913251845204987</id><published>2009-12-24T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:54:29.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Why I Don't Delete Crappy Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;Click to have a larger view. Had to arrange them like this coz there were too many pics!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJG9gw6yfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/cINSfocw0_k/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJG9gw6yfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/cINSfocw0_k/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Fisheye- A must have lens if I'm getting a DSLR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIEyfqLfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eMa221dj6DE/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIEyfqLfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eMa221dj6DE/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A touch of Lomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIAa0DMGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fe-TVGn9pUM/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIAa0DMGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fe-TVGn9pUM/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shift-tilt tryout... The roads look like hot wheels toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIfmhw8JI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gYdT4D7TwTU/s1600-h/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIfmhw8JI/AAAAAAAAAgw/gYdT4D7TwTU/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another shift-tilt tryout...they look like doll house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIkMmY5TI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CwKsdtC7k8c/s1600-h/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIkMmY5TI/AAAAAAAAAg4/CwKsdtC7k8c/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;B/W with a touch of tint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIoaFhGVI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Kx5tofufuIY/s1600-h/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJIoaFhGVI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Kx5tofufuIY/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How many lanterns do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJFgiA5sI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-M9gwpXCDpw/s1600-h/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJFgiA5sI/AAAAAAAAAhI/-M9gwpXCDpw/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Recognize him from Surf's Up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJJGqv-BI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/waR4_ydBksU/s1600-h/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJJGqv-BI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/waR4_ydBksU/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I personally love this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJMzdwaeI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zTinctu_P10/s1600-h/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJMzdwaeI/AAAAAAAAAhY/zTinctu_P10/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jelly Fish!!! Cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJoDDMBJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/XSxO3Umn4g4/s1600-h/10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJoDDMBJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/XSxO3Umn4g4/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Old feeling to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJr1jQFdI/AAAAAAAAAho/C-bEU2G0i-M/s1600-h/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJr1jQFdI/AAAAAAAAAho/C-bEU2G0i-M/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lomo-ness, abandoned this effect for sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJw4x3tDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/G7I-_aOkDqk/s1600-h/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJJw4x3tDI/AAAAAAAAAhw/G7I-_aOkDqk/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I like how the pillars stand out after editing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKOC9dI2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/pT17kxAWd3Q/s1600-h/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKOC9dI2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/pT17kxAWd3Q/s400/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shift-tilt failure but I still like the outcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKQjRbJYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nQ9LGxhRrR0/s1600-h/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKQjRbJYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/nQ9LGxhRrR0/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over-saturated but it'd different, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKjj1LrbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tsXRvDiGRyk/s1600-h/DSCF0318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKjj1LrbI/AAAAAAAAAiI/tsXRvDiGRyk/s400/DSCF0318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over-write the original by mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKlhCt_BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/pNsm0o0iq6g/s1600-h/DSCF0371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJKlhCt_BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/pNsm0o0iq6g/s400/DSCF0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another picture that had been over-writed by mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shift-tilt tryout again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1250913251845204987?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1250913251845204987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1250913251845204987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1250913251845204987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1250913251845204987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-i-dont-delete-crappy-pictures.html' title='Why I Don&apos;t Delete Crappy Pictures'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzJG9gw6yfI/AAAAAAAAAgY/cINSfocw0_k/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1996562690993077314</id><published>2009-12-23T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:50:39.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Another zombie FAILED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzIeY4-IXOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oAF85OPznys/s1600-h/scary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzIeY4-IXOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oAF85OPznys/s320/scary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;Been trying for like 3 years to photoshop myself into a zombie, scary thing but I always F.A.I.L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;Sigh I'm gonna watch a movie can't photoshop no more... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The left eye and the mouth is my biggest mistake...sigh so much for merging and saving without spot checking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1996562690993077314?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1996562690993077314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1996562690993077314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1996562690993077314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1996562690993077314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-zombie-failed.html' title='Another zombie FAILED...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzIeY4-IXOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oAF85OPznys/s72-c/scary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2420278342945780117</id><published>2009-12-23T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:40:32.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Vampire Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHyxJYrLVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ribr0Vvt5ZE/s1600-h/4-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHyxJYrLVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ribr0Vvt5ZE/s400/4-horz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHyxJYrLVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ribr0Vvt5ZE/s1600-h/4-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDITED VERSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ORIGINAL VERSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wished that was my vampire bf... sigh few more weeks to go before I'll see you again, Stephen Salvotore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2420278342945780117?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2420278342945780117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2420278342945780117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2420278342945780117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2420278342945780117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/vampire-diaries.html' title='Vampire Diaries'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHyxJYrLVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/Ribr0Vvt5ZE/s72-c/4-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7133375739478254344</id><published>2009-12-23T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:00:00.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Purple Hue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHaatGokcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kcECJXIW9bY/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHaatGokcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kcECJXIW9bY/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Took me 10 mins to do this including a re-do. Kinda nice effect something different from a normal colored photograph. Ran out of pictures to use so I went ahead and choose a picture of the late Brittany Murphy. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I loved her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pretty easy to do actually just play around with the blending modes and thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RIP Brittany Murphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7133375739478254344?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7133375739478254344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7133375739478254344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7133375739478254344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7133375739478254344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/purple-hue.html' title='Purple Hue'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHaatGokcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kcECJXIW9bY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4921996861128443030</id><published>2009-12-23T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:27:32.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Spot the difference...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTIY3gkbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Rzr3t7fJySk/s1600-h/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTIY3gkbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Rzr3t7fJySk/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTB6OPlfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/MQDggLYNrSk/s1600-h/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTB6OPlfI/AAAAAAAAAfY/MQDggLYNrSk/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTEiHfq1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/pW0QPvarBZI/s1600-h/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTEiHfq1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/pW0QPvarBZI/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gave manual dynamic black and white editing a try and this is what I've came up with within 5 mins of playing around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The Difference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dynamic Black and White equals to a more contrasting picture hence the word dynamic. No soft lights were added because it was not appropriate for the kind of pictures I used. On the other hand, auto black and white which can be generated easily in a few seconds looks a little dull.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I like all the dynamic editing except for the last one...The original picture was exposed sigh...so it looks weird overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The Editing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Not as simple as clicking desaturate, auto tone, auto color, auto contrast...that's for the easy b/w effect. The editing process consist of image repair, and manual coloring with the brush tool. So that you can give certain area a better contrast and highlight and not an overall contrast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;The Verdict:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Left: Manual Dynamic B/W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right: Auto B/W in PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4921996861128443030?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4921996861128443030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4921996861128443030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4921996861128443030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4921996861128443030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/spot-difference.html' title='Spot the difference...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SzHTIY3gkbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Rzr3t7fJySk/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1885426662634167846</id><published>2009-12-20T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:54:46.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zC5Eu9yxcZo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zC5Eu9yxcZo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;English 1 Project - Lights Surrounding You by Anonymous Group  ( Me, Mel, Wan and Khaliq)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1885426662634167846?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1885426662634167846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1885426662634167846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1885426662634167846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1885426662634167846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-video.html' title='Music Video'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7541213064875913702</id><published>2009-12-20T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:55:32.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sy0E-0bO-mI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bNU3STY0xag/s320/1.jpg" style="display:block; 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     &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Animation Final Project done in 3Ds Max 2009. Alien Smackdown, just two weird aliens fighting in a very ridiculous way I guess. Oh well =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7541213064875913702?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b0c8e4f3d4c8693e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7541213064875913702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7541213064875913702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7541213064875913702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7541213064875913702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/animation-final-project-done-in-3ds-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sy0E-0bO-mI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bNU3STY0xag/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5285793466056490583</id><published>2009-12-20T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:51:21.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Name in Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Name Assignment for Multimedia Authoring Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="400" width="600"&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;In order of appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Computer Graphics, Computer Graphics, English 2, English 2, Visual Concept,&amp;nbsp;Visual Concept,&amp;nbsp;Visual Concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-9065433825680588498?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/9065433825680588498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=9065433825680588498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9065433825680588498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9065433825680588498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-print-stuff.html' title='More Print Stuff'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Syzrk2dvV_I/AAAAAAAAAew/VRrvW7cJs7c/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7318969374384775160</id><published>2009-12-19T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:54:10.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Rainbow Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzosaqHGPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/e9lXstlspYo/s1600-h/logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzosaqHGPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/e9lXstlspYo/s400/logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;Another logo to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"&gt;RainBow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7318969374384775160?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7318969374384775160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7318969374384775160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7318969374384775160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7318969374384775160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/rainbow-logo.html' title='Rainbow Logo'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzosaqHGPI/AAAAAAAAAeA/e9lXstlspYo/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1200735023755154228</id><published>2009-12-19T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:48:22.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>My First Time with Illustrator which is now my BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzjPn94AXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DvGCPZ3VTzM/s1600-h/CG+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzjPn94AXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DvGCPZ3VTzM/s400/CG+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Computer Graphics Final Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Concept:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;An overview of history overtime of those who invented and discovered things that became very useful to us today. The first picture shows Sir Issac Newton and his discovery of gravity. Second picture is&amp;nbsp;Leonardo&amp;nbsp;da Vinci and his artistic skills comprising of paintings and engineering sketches. Third is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Montgolfier brothers which the hot air balloon invention. Fourth is the invention of clock which has no specific person in particular who had invented it. Fifth is the radio which was also an evolution invention from the wireless telegraph. Lastly would be the invention of light bulb by Thomas Alva Edison. The reason why I choose to use these people and examples of their work to be displayed in on of the art class is so that when students look at it they would feel inspired and learn that success comes with failure hand in hand. On one of the wall, is a picture of a tree with birds sitting on it, the concept of this is that the tree symbolizes the school, lecturer or the educator. The birds are us students who fly and sit on the tree almost like students coming to school to gain knowledge and then when they had gained they would fly off to pursue their dreams. In this case the tree is used to represent the educators because tree's are always known to be old and wise as what we could say that the educators are wise and experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1200735023755154228?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1200735023755154228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1200735023755154228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1200735023755154228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1200735023755154228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-time-with-illustrator-which-is.html' title='My First Time with Illustrator which is now my BFF'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyzjPn94AXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DvGCPZ3VTzM/s72-c/CG+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4097263509786526280</id><published>2009-12-19T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:35:37.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyywLub699I/AAAAAAAAAdo/qoYXdzuUgsY/s1600-h/Acceptance+Take+Cover+Album.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyywLub699I/AAAAAAAAAdo/qoYXdzuUgsY/s320/Acceptance+Take+Cover+Album.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;An Album Art I did while listening to Acceptance. Gotta love em!! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4097263509786526280?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4097263509786526280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4097263509786526280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4097263509786526280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4097263509786526280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyywLub699I/AAAAAAAAAdo/qoYXdzuUgsY/s72-c/Acceptance+Take+Cover+Album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8836261709721785997</id><published>2009-12-18T16:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:35:59.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Portfolio'/><title type='text'>Freelancing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;So lately during the holidays I've been busy with alot of freelancing and side projects. I'm still new at this but I might be working forever if business is good. O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;f course I'll still be attending college as usual. I still have some things to prepare for my future like identity and cards. So here are some of my work I'd like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;to share =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys5M6fKZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2mKOvmIk1rA/s1600-h/TreeWorld%284%29.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416485870864328434" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys5M6fKZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2mKOvmIk1rA/s320/TreeWorld%284%29.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made this for fun in Illy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys5NNRPP1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/BGok5FWfKHM/s1600-h/web_upload.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416485875906199378" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys5NNRPP1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/BGok5FWfKHM/s320/web_upload.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 256px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another logo made for fun on Illy- was experimenting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GeRlQhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/FqmmJUCV4Hs/s1600-h/Cuppa+Gourmet+Cafe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416483561188704786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GeRlQhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/FqmmJUCV4Hs/s320/Cuppa+Gourmet+Cafe.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuppa Gourmet Cafe Logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GkfmWkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/RVLiIBFy2zs/s1600-h/FlyButton_peach.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416483562858109506" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GkfmWkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/RVLiIBFy2zs/s320/FlyButton_peach.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 256px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fly Button Logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GIc07OI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ul08CdJWFEk/s1600-h/divya_logo2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416483555330288866" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3GIc07OI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ul08CdJWFEk/s320/divya_logo2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 279px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made for fun while experimenting with Illy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3F21hndI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UFACp18T9iw/s1600-h/divya_logo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416483550602042834" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3F21hndI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UFACp18T9iw/s320/divya_logo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 104px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another thingy made for fun on PS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3FQbktGI/AAAAAAAAAco/YS8me7dfmhQ/s1600-h/Umbrella+Girl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416483540292645986" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys3FQbktGI/AAAAAAAAAco/YS8me7dfmhQ/s320/Umbrella+Girl.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Umbrella Girl Logo - still in amendment progress&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/1433374106502689798-8836261709721785997?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8836261709721785997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8836261709721785997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8836261709721785997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8836261709721785997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/freelancing.html' title='Freelancing?'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sys5M6fKZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2mKOvmIk1rA/s72-c/TreeWorld%284%29.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5487852060821603724</id><published>2009-12-18T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T15:54:54.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new blog with a new purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Pheww! Just deleted a whole bunch of blog posts from the past. Like I said I wanna revamp this blog and make it more suited to my life now. And I'll probably be posting up my artworks and such here because I'm planning for it to be like a little portfolio. More deleting is needed but I'm tired of deleting for now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So welcome =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-5487852060821603724?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5487852060821603724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5487852060821603724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5487852060821603724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5487852060821603724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-blog-with-new-purpose.html' title='A new blog with a new purpose'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2056628847597716746</id><published>2009-12-17T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:35:01.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I'm thinking about switching to a new blogspot account...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;                                     Wanna make my blogs more organized and interesting (i guess) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I have the time I would probably do it if not then I just make some changes with this blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Xmas is just around the corner and here's a few things that attracted me and made me feel all-so-christmassy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SynA5FsJq7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/30E4FwAIvYI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SynA5FsJq7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/30E4FwAIvYI/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416072113902169010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Xmas Deco - So cute! (Mich ask ur mum to make lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/12/stockings.html"&gt;[Link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SynA47Emo3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/-kpBah03inM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SynA47Emo3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/-kpBah03inM/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416072111051940722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Creative and cool. If only I had ribbons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.cafemom.com/dailybuzz/home_garden/slideshow/53/Ribbon_Christmas_Tree_Craft_Tutorial_with_Elise_Blaha?slide=1"&gt;[Link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My Xmas wishlist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cardigan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speakers for com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2056628847597716746?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2056628847597716746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2056628847597716746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2056628847597716746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2056628847597716746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas =)'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SynA5FsJq7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/30E4FwAIvYI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7667708433843458179</id><published>2009-12-12T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:05:00.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyNqrmb4WtI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xu2wyTTa5OU/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyNqrmb4WtI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xu2wyTTa5OU/s320/images1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414288474313874130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyNqrSGOBYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/v3Bif1zn2Jk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyNqrSGOBYI/AAAAAAAAAbY/v3Bif1zn2Jk/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414288468854310274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Just finished watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia&lt;/span&gt;... and I'm so so so hungry from watching it...omg omg omg... 2hours long...2 hours of drooling....oh dear...I do like the movie, it may not be for everyone but I love food...hence I love the movie... Meryl Streep was very funny too... Reminds me of someone. Anyways, I'm off to work out now so toodles XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7667708433843458179?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7667708433843458179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7667708433843458179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7667708433843458179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7667708433843458179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/hungry.html' title='Hungry....'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SyNqrmb4WtI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xu2wyTTa5OU/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-253660835622117566</id><published>2009-12-09T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:29:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book-O-holic Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sx9PiA1RF6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZtWAKSWKJdM/s1600-h/read.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sx9PiA1RF6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZtWAKSWKJdM/s320/read.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413132722880190370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;These are the books that I've read recently since holidays started...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Boring, too much Jacob in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Vampire Diaries: The Awakening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't say much coz I know the story from watching the series but it's better then New Moon by a dozen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Art of French Kissing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;LOL! took me forever to read this, borrowed from Mel during mid sem break I think. It's pretty nice for a light read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sx9Q23ZQWTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/cSgwCbwXD2M/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sx9Q23ZQWTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/cSgwCbwXD2M/s320/reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413134180635662642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;These are the books that I've been reading lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; hmm....better than New Moon but the Twilight Series don't appeal to me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LOVE THIS BOOK! Added to the list of my all-time faves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweetness In The Belly&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I read a few pages before...but so far I haven't resumed my reading yet...But will do soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-253660835622117566?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/253660835622117566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=253660835622117566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/253660835622117566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/253660835622117566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/book-o-holic-syndrome.html' title='Book-O-holic Syndrome'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sx9PiA1RF6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/ZtWAKSWKJdM/s72-c/read.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8356410329786617447</id><published>2009-12-08T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:29:31.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like my new layout??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Cool eh? I &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I'm very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;of myself for spending my holiday time super duper wisely unlike the other holidays I've ever had 19 years of my life. It may be too soon to rejoice but let's hope I keep this up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;So, what am I doing during the holidays??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Besides the usual, spending time with friends, family, xmas preparation la-di-da-di-da...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I have a mini resolution...and the only reason why this 'resolution' is working this time is coz i made it especially for this holidays, after its over...It may not necessarily be valid anymore. But I've learned that by making shorter, smaller, resolutions it helped me work towards it as opposed to a huge-ass new year's resolution which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; everytime till i eventually gave up on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol face="webdings" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleep early/ Wake up early (Yes, no more vampirism!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Workout!!! (First time in my life I'm actually excited for this!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take care of my 'very bad and neglected' skin (So far so good!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be more healthy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Read =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So very little resolution = A very good start for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And please, please, please don't laugh when I say I wanna workout and be more healthy, I really want to...LOL...I'm not really the type who wants to be unhealthy so that's easy but the workout part needs alot of motivation =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hope everyone would have a great holiday!! weeeeeeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8356410329786617447?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8356410329786617447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8356410329786617447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8356410329786617447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8356410329786617447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-my-new-layout.html' title='Like my new layout??'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-361416963497240796</id><published>2009-10-13T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:34:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;space...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've came to learn that that's what i needed all this while but i didint realize it till sometime ago. Should have known much earlier, oh well i guess i learned something else too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-361416963497240796?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/361416963497240796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=361416963497240796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/361416963497240796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/361416963497240796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/10/space.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1213353818376565938</id><published>2009-06-06T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:01:55.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulan Baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;why can't new moon come out already??? I can't wait till November!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So extremely bored now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1213353818376565938?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1213353818376565938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1213353818376565938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1213353818376565938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1213353818376565938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/06/bulan-baru.html' title='Bulan Baru'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-309340237018270651</id><published>2009-06-05T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:59:08.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Today, woke up and got ready for college d suddenly felt so dizzy again haihz...so just rest on my bed till my mum told me she's ready to leave d but I really couldn't stand up properly, so dizzy and nauseating. At last told her I can't go so i end up sleeping till 12 something. Soooo many sms in my phone and miss calls when i got up haihz...coz i never inform anybody at all but i really can't tahan d. Wake also still so dizzy till now...dunno what's going on with me these few days. Don't think nonsense ah!! If i had gone college today could meet up with PY and Dina and stuff but unfortunately...now I'm so bored at home but what to do, wanna online also my head pain, watch tv also head pain, listen to songs also head pain....i can't sleep d....yesterday somemore i slept quite early. Dunno what to do now....haihz...hope tomorrow this problem will all go away so I can enjoy myself d no need whole day feel like fainting =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-309340237018270651?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/309340237018270651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=309340237018270651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/309340237018270651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/309340237018270651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-friday.html' title='Miss Friday'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2745405661551341392</id><published>2009-06-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:03:07.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW MOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:395235" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26id%3D1612947%26vid%3D395235%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Movies Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2745405661551341392?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2745405661551341392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2745405661551341392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2745405661551341392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2745405661551341392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-mooooooonahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='NEW MOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1644425800328170994</id><published>2009-05-31T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:52:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfqSYT7E4MU/STZE5bdqgGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/r2CzaFyrQsE/s400/prada_ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfqSYT7E4MU/STZE5bdqgGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/r2CzaFyrQsE/s400/prada_ii.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.unwiredview.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lg-prada-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 408px;" src="http://www.unwiredview.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/lg-prada-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The LG Prada II&lt;/span&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/1433374106502689798-1644425800328170994?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1644425800328170994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1644425800328170994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1644425800328170994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1644425800328170994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-3.html' title='New &lt;3'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XfqSYT7E4MU/STZE5bdqgGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/r2CzaFyrQsE/s72-c/prada_ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-560011821823302393</id><published>2009-05-31T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:02:38.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Up's Are Bitches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I tried disabling those pop up's once more, I even tried increasing the level of security in all my internet browsers to the maximum, I deleted all the exception pop-ups, I did it all but there's still annoying pop up's and I have no idea why anymore. Its getting frustrating and annoying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-560011821823302393?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/560011821823302393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=560011821823302393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/560011821823302393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/560011821823302393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/05/pop-ups-are-bitches.html' title='Pop Up&apos;s Are Bitches!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6384232305618931214</id><published>2009-05-30T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:38:08.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiots Of this Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Finding for songs i listen to is like receiving a million dollars paycheck in the middle of recession",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;"The blog title fits well for a song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;"If I could take you anywhere I would take you to Big Apple Doughnuts cause you love doughnuts'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*Laptop's acting drunk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6384232305618931214?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6384232305618931214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6384232305618931214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6384232305618931214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6384232305618931214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/05/idiots-of-this-universe.html' title='Idiots Of this Universe'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1584534662033355693</id><published>2009-05-12T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:20:02.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random cause i like it =)</title><content type='html'>1. Sony Ericsson rocks i admit after these years of anti-ing this brand but walkman phones are love!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise is a pain for me! will die after 2minutes...but i wished i loved working out =/?&lt;br /&gt;3. Feel like watching twilight although i just watched it again last night.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm on team Edward for sure =)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lip-syncing to The Temptations-My girl right now!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Mum says i should stop being addicted to tea..its bad...dude i cant!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Needs to have a DSLR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;8. Getting real bored with my music collection...need more!&lt;br /&gt;9. Needs to tweak my room and add some home theater sound systems. its been awhile since the old one was thrown out!&lt;br /&gt;10. Wants to go on a vacay badly with him...(planning)&lt;br /&gt;11. Should i get a make over?&lt;br /&gt;12. Do i need a make over?&lt;br /&gt;13. Why did Chris Brown have to be such a bitch! I was a fan...=.=&lt;br /&gt;14. Adam Lambert gay. Why?&lt;br /&gt;15. I will not conclude that pink is my ONLY fav colour...its not!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1584534662033355693?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1584534662033355693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1584534662033355693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1584534662033355693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1584534662033355693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-cause-i-like-it.html' title='Random cause i like it =)'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7155683856468025246</id><published>2009-04-24T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:00:39.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To The Light House + Natural Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUcOak5lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QdpzLubwUN0/s1600-h/DSC01678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUcOak5lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QdpzLubwUN0/s200/DSC01678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132678038644306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUcA--9FI/AAAAAAAAAaw/a5ZMMAKYdY4/s1600-h/DSC01674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUcA--9FI/AAAAAAAAAaw/a5ZMMAKYdY4/s200/DSC01674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132674433250386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUb-Kk3zI/AAAAAAAAAao/FAqjoW1J7TA/s1600-h/DSC01687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUb-Kk3zI/AAAAAAAAAao/FAqjoW1J7TA/s200/DSC01687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132673676566322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUbxxJbXI/AAAAAAAAAag/CFsdvG__1C4/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUbxxJbXI/AAAAAAAAAag/CFsdvG__1C4/s200/DSC01660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132670348684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUbqK3P1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/dQOgY_ZBan4/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUbqK3P1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/dQOgY_ZBan4/s200/DSC01661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132668309061458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to class at 9am for English and we watched Wanted for our movie analysis essay...see how fun is our english...jealous?? hehe then after that i had animation class but we decided to skip it since we dont laern anything anyways in that stupid class. So we went padang kota. initially we wanted to eat mee sotong but we were too early so settled for something else and coconut milkshake. Then we just popped into the lighthouse and was playing around with our cameras and stuff. Very fun and nice. The sea was acting strange cause the waves were sooooo damn strong and it hit the banks...very high as you see in one of my pix. i've never seen the sea like that before and the weird thing is that it wasn't even windy. =/ so yeah, will be going to Bukit Merah tomorrow with my grandma and little bro so will be overnighting there aswell. Not really looking forward cause its just me and not much to do when you're alone. sigh...will explore some photography skills there i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7155683856468025246?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7155683856468025246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7155683856468025246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7155683856468025246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7155683856468025246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-to-light-house-natural-disaster.html' title='Trip To The Light House + Natural Disaster'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SfFUcOak5lI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QdpzLubwUN0/s72-c/DSC01678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-981099895662694386</id><published>2009-04-13T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:33:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed-ridden much?</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhh....*regaining composure* ..........ok here's the scoop....was lyin in bed and poof out of nowhere I heard this loud noise and what do ya know...one side of my bed broke..WTH?i just bought it....checked to find that the side part broke off from it's panel....hmmmf....they just nailed 4 parts to that panel for sure break la....wait a minute...wait a minute...before everyone who reads this starts laughing their socks off...i just wanna say that...NOOOOO i dont weigh a ton alright...i think my weight remained the same...atleast in my head it does...well...even if i did gain weight im sure it's not as much to break a bed aiiite...im such a tiny creature...short by nature, blown up by cause....yeah...exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phone call break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......umm false alarm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.....where were we again? yeah so it was like 5.15pm and it's obviously time for me to head out and turn the traffic haywire to fetch my mum from her workplace....she was like on the phone....so had to wait and conceal all this pumped up energy to break the exciting news that my bed broke...waiting..waiting..and waiting...oh finally...yeah, she was talking bout my brother to me and all and then in response here's what i had to say "my bed broke"....i know im such a lousy listener...so we called the furniture shop to bring in some experts to deal with this situation....code 10, the call it...and just as i was about to take a bite of my dinner...knock knock here they came...had to store my dinner back in the micro to examine these two boys banging the hell out of my bed in my room...wow that sounded obscene...the bed's fine now but im kinda scared i would fall with the bed tonight...jeez....thank God, my bed is dual type, there's a roll-out bed underneath so safe landing's guaranteed *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining, i so feel like calling it a night though it's like 8.31pm....i have work to do....animation...haven't really found the light at the end of the tunnel for this subject yet...im not really liking the long hard processed working with 3d'smax....it's too damn freaking hard...harder than highschool pfft....highschool was nothing....*as if i was a miss-know-it-all*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phone break &amp;amp; ttfn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-981099895662694386?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/981099895662694386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=981099895662694386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/981099895662694386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/981099895662694386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/04/bed-ridden-much.html' title='Bed-ridden much?'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6883262075700132605</id><published>2009-04-12T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:07:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sober</title><content type='html'>After much disappearance here i am again. I dont know why i'm not blogging much these days...i really dont but alot has happened in the past week and it's been terrible. On Tuesday, i found out that one of my friend was killed in an accident. Kinda shocked me for days but i'm ok now. it's just shocking that these things seem to happen alot these days and i truly worry for my loved ones &amp;amp; friends cause we are never 100% safe , i guess. May he rest in peace. Then again, today is Easter. So, Happy Easter to all. Now let's shift this dark topic aside and move on to what's going on with my life. Well, college...needless to say, it's getting tougher and only my peers would know why. Animation...3ds max...not exactly my expertise and i'm having a tough time catching up. damn...i dont really hang out much after classes like how i used to cause time is catching up on me and there's so much to do and all in all, i just don't really feel like going out and all that. Sadly, my energy level craved in on me. But it's not like i'm bored either. I've been quite a nerd and im loving it. I wanna find myself again and stop burrying myself with senseless activities that always seemed to make me loose as opposed to gain. Mel &amp;amp; my hubby both knows i've lost my mind to books. Yes....i admit, yo can now call me a shop-a-holic. So much for Sophie Kinsella...i've been constantly buying more and more books and just look at my shelf...4 unread books to go and another coming in the mail soon...i just finished two books this week...=) Reading used to be my all-time favourite thingy but i never bought any books coz my local library and CGL 'hidden' library seemed to have everything i ever want but now...*sigh* KDU library totally sucks ass...like seriously....i have no choice but to screw lunch and buy a book instead. Hubby was shocked coz he never knew i loved to read...yeah hey...whatever....im a nerd...so what? i beg to differ. anyways...last night i watched this movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weheartangelina.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/angelina-jolie-changeling-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 175px;" src="http://weheartangelina.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/angelina-jolie-changeling-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say that i'm blown away...like hell....it's such a fantastic movie and no wonders why...it's clint eastwood baby!!! I'm very picky in movies...movies that are crappy and senseless will never gain a single star rating from me but this one...this is the kind of movie i would pay to watch...it's mind blowing and just WOW...Angelina Jolie &amp;amp; Brad Pitt really prooved their talent this year and the weird thing is...they both starred in a 1920's kinda setting and both the movie was over 2 hour long but kudoos to them. Im not gonna give away what this whole movie is about...Just go and watch it...But if you're not into true stories, or something that is more real and serious then dont watch it...But how could you???lol it's so deep, you'll just have to watch it and understand the whole movie...watch it with your mum...she'd nag you about how much she cares and blah blah blah ahaha....mother's love...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another movie i watched sometime last week i guess was 7 pounds...and that too was a nice nice nice movie...I loooved Will Smith eversince the pursuit of happiness. At first i thought 7 pounds was like a sequel or somesort but nah..it's a whole new story and let me be frank, it has ever components of what loving someone and compassion is all about. watch it if you havent...but mind you, you would probably be blank at first because the whole story would make sense at the end of the movie. It's not one of those predictable stuffs. =) tears up everybody. i knew i had tears ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another movie i watched was bride wars..ahh...chick lit inspired movie...it was ok for a random watch i suppose but yeah..too much screaming ladies and too much cliche...i enjoyed the movie but it's not like there was anything to go gaga about the whole movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what ive read so far...hehe..i know insane right....whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41O4AujfKZL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41O4AujfKZL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/517VF9C8EEL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEgsr0HI/AAAAAAAAAaI/51ZitobgCOU/s320/DSC00995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317437321026195570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEgvxvWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Q7Y8wjpCPQY/s1600-h/DSC00936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEgvxvWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Q7Y8wjpCPQY/s320/DSC00936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317437321039166818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEYZB0yI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4pWCuWEpX7Q/s1600-h/DSC00930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEYZB0yI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/4pWCuWEpX7Q/s320/DSC00930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317437318796268322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Title" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To Watch You Leaving . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to know such pain, it's jagged edges tearing into my soul. As a stake from the garden tears into the warm, dark earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; To Watch You Leaving . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing all the while that never again will I fit myself, warm with sleep, against your solid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor hear your steady breathing. Or feel the beating of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To Watch You Leaving . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aware in every moment of every day that my dreams, my future; once tied with silken ribbons to yours, will never come to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mornings once so silent and hopeful, us gazing at the mountains and so gently awaiting forever - are now but small pieces of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; To Watch You Leaving . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart a tight fist of anger and your dry eyes betraying nothing of you. I cry for both of us, my love, because you will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To Watch You Leaving . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is to know that I've lost my place on this earth. My station. My heart's home. That I will wander, forever a nomad. Alone and afraid. And in my troubled dreams watch you leave, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For the balance of my days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-5799451587955093920?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5799451587955093920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5799451587955093920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5799451587955093920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5799451587955093920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-watch-you-leaving-by-jocelyn-galvano.html' title='To Watch You Leaving by Jocelyn Galvano-Pickett'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SctVEgsr0HI/AAAAAAAAAaI/51ZitobgCOU/s72-c/DSC00995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4660327231841850491</id><published>2009-03-24T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:40:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj5eKB1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/x-oDabn824Q/s1600-h/DSC01156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj5eKB1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/x-oDabn824Q/s320/DSC01156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316670401135904594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A proud cert, my all time entertainer-laptop and my current book-deep heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibjw2UVsI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GwFqVH3RLl4/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibjw2UVsI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GwFqVH3RLl4/s320/DSC01154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316670398821324482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mum's Bday Cake..toldja it's small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj3aMfOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xU58zH-jJGs/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj3aMfOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/xU58zH-jJGs/s320/DSC01150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316670400582417634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Muffins-dont let the look of it decieve you hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj-t0mSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/C3SLeMZl8-4/s1600-h/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj-t0mSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/C3SLeMZl8-4/s320/DSC01149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316670402543786274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Close up-Yeah i know it's baked in a tin foil coz i dont have muffin trays hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;Improvise!!!!-Fav word since maizul's class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4660327231841850491?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4660327231841850491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4660327231841850491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4660327231841850491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4660327231841850491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Scibj5eKB1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/x-oDabn824Q/s72-c/DSC01156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1665037976407429383</id><published>2009-03-21T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:13:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh At This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;If you're feeling blue then here's something to laugh at. Im blogging live from my grandma's house, will be here for the weekend but anyhow...i logged into the com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;which is my brothers...wanted to sign into blogspot and i found his newwww blog lol with nthg. He doesnt know how to use it and there is a post saying "how to use this thing?' soooo here's what i had to do....log into his unsigned account and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScSg8E9XpNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/OmmMBqbNFNY/s1600-h/haha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScSg8E9XpNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/OmmMBqbNFNY/s400/haha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315550414187766994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(enlarge to read what i wrote, just click on the pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1665037976407429383?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1665037976407429383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1665037976407429383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1665037976407429383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1665037976407429383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/laugh-at-this.html' title='Laugh At This!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScSg8E9XpNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/OmmMBqbNFNY/s72-c/haha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-9154547416109643287</id><published>2009-03-20T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:56:13.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I blow dad a kiss as i begin slowly to walk away. I feel him watching me, and feel Mum's eyes on me too, as i walk down the garden path, cut across the grass and follow the desire line I had created as a little girl, out onto the pavement leading away from the house I grew up in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though this time, I'm not alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;thanks for the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-9154547416109643287?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/9154547416109643287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=9154547416109643287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9154547416109643287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9154547416109643287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-blow-dad-kiss-as-i-begin-slowly-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1546973136274263491</id><published>2009-03-20T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:48:07.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I reach for the envelope that is taped to the plastic with trembling fingers slide the card out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:webdings;" &gt; 'Thank You....'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'I'm sorry , Joyce.' I hear a voice behind me that almost stops my heart and I twirl around. There he is...&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/1433374106502689798-1546973136274263491?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1546973136274263491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1546973136274263491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1546973136274263491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1546973136274263491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-reach-for-envelope-that-is-taped-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7740212463372083476</id><published>2009-03-20T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:31:44.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dad props his glasses on the tip of his nose and peers down at the note."Accompany me",' he says slowly. 'Ah, love, that's awful nice of you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;'Show me that,' I grab it from his hands, disbelievingly, and read it for myself. Then i read it again. And again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Accompany me? Justin.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7740212463372083476?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7740212463372083476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7740212463372083476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7740212463372083476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7740212463372083476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/dad-props-his-glasses-on-tip-of-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7125917263114616114</id><published>2009-03-20T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:19:36.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Behind the barricade at arrivals is a man in a dark suit holding a large white placecard with Justin's surname written in large capitals.Underneath are those two magical words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'THANK YOU'.&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/1433374106502689798-7125917263114616114?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7125917263114616114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7125917263114616114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7125917263114616114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7125917263114616114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/behind-barricade-at-arrivals-is-man-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5941506258530980583</id><published>2009-03-20T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:04:04.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;'I might do it more often, then' he grumbles, shaking the newspaper and hoping for a note to fall out. He checks the coffee cup for a message. Nothing. Yet he's sure it's for him and whoever left it there can't be long gone. He focuses on the front page. Above the headline, in the corner of the page he notices the instruction, 'P.42.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;' Eternally grateful recipient wishes to thank Justin Hitchcock, donor and hero, for saving life. Thank You.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-5941506258530980583?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5941506258530980583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5941506258530980583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5941506258530980583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5941506258530980583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-might-do-it-more-often-then-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-110272628586847275</id><published>2009-03-20T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:41:51.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Justin takes out the card he had received on the muffin basket earlier, and he holds the two cards together so that they make a complete sentence. Reading the words causes a chill to run through his body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank You For Saving My Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-110272628586847275?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/110272628586847275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=110272628586847275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/110272628586847275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/110272628586847275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/justin-takes-out-card-he-had-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2415136781584173844</id><published>2009-03-20T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:21:32.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks For The Memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"A dozen or so muffins stare back at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;His heart thumps and he quickly looks around his box-sized office, knowing nobody is with him, but his discomfort ar recieving this surprise gift adds an eerie presence. He searches the basket for a card. Taped to the other side is a small white envelope. With what he realizes now are shaking hands, he rips it rather clumsily from the basket. It hasn't been sealed so he slides the card out. In the centre of the card in neat handwritten script it simply says":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:webdings;" &gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2415136781584173844?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2415136781584173844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2415136781584173844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2415136781584173844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2415136781584173844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/dozen-or-so-muffins-stare-back-at-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4052032641082131255</id><published>2009-03-19T04:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:10:02.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScFU1NEDo7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmP8qohBxb8/s1600-h/LE+CHATEAU+DE+LANCOSME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScFU1NEDo7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmP8qohBxb8/s400/LE+CHATEAU+DE+LANCOSME.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314622308290372530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Le Chateau de Lancosme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; the place where i got my miracle-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4052032641082131255?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4052032641082131255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4052032641082131255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4052032641082131255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4052032641082131255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/le-chateau-de-lancosme-place-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/ScFU1NEDo7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/mmP8qohBxb8/s72-c/LE+CHATEAU+DE+LANCOSME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2384374533794991669</id><published>2009-03-18T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:46:42.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;If you're a woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and you wear flats, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;make sure you show a little&lt;/span&gt; toe cleavage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;(cute, interesting funny little quote hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2384374533794991669?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2384374533794991669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2384374533794991669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2384374533794991669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2384374533794991669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/much-randomness.html' title='Much randomness'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-582807058546406282</id><published>2009-03-17T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:02:58.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dear Shoe, =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb-62XjpaBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Fhripf5ZCPM/s1600-h/shu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb-62XjpaBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Fhripf5ZCPM/s400/shu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314171528519706642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;You know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Nothing much we can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Life has to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Even if it's a pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Think about the happy moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Let go the awful ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Within time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;And with us here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;You're gonna be back to YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;"D smiles just 4 u"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-582807058546406282?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/582807058546406282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=582807058546406282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/582807058546406282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/582807058546406282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-dear-shoe-d.html' title='To My Dear Shoe, =D'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb-62XjpaBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Fhripf5ZCPM/s72-c/shu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2719776273503635692</id><published>2009-03-16T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:12:58.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened On the 14th of March???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: SUPER LONG POST EVER! PART 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is the day i've been waiting for the most!!! beach time!!!hehe picnic with the girls...first time ever we are going on our very own picnic....so =)....hehe...plan to reach BF at 3pm but end up almost 5pm reach...went up to Gurney to meet up with Shu, Dina n Phey Yee nearby Silverton there while waiting for our princess to arrive. We were sooo hungry lol from 2.30pm till 4 something we were camping by some road side...eating away haha...even some unwanted contruction workers were giving us the eye...*toot* we had some of Dina's curry puffs...they were fine la my dear....just that feel bad ur mum had to go through the trouble. Then we had drinks lol...pepsi! with ice somemore lol...partaying away with music blasting in some lorong lol....then finally the princess is here haha..went to her grandma's house there and picked her up....very confusing moment hmmm...then off we went to BF...Shu took Steph &amp;amp; PY while I took my sister...hehe Bring it on!!! Yee Sisters &amp;amp; Steph vs. Di Sisters!!! and look who won the race?hahhahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE DI SISTERS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Tengoklah siapa bawa..hehe...lol parked the car at Eden there and walked to Golden Sands...we walked arond from one side to the other just to find a nice cooling shaded spot...on the way...got disturbed by loadzzzz of annoying people....GET OFF LA ish....we found our spot d...some apek laid down a mat for us and cleared the spot...we were so freaking blur and petrified haha...he doesnt seem right....so we told him nicely that we didnt need the mat and he took it away.....ish ish ish....we settled down and digged in....I brought pasta and the drinks, shu brought egg sandwitch, dina with her curry puffs and PY with her fried magee which all of us brutalized haha...sedap wor...can do business d....then there was the random chit chats...i was the bartender....hmmmff we waited for the sun to go down a little and went down to the beach..camwhored and *laughedoutloud*....hehe...crazy gals....missed being crazy with them. the last time we were this crazy was way back in 5 bestari and some say...terampil haha.....stephanie oh stephanie....always the odd one lol...nvmd ur speeeecial haha....dont be sad k....we played till the sun set and went back to the hotel to wash our feet and cabut...as everybody washed thier feet and i was the last ofcourse and tak sempat wash also..the stupid-idiotic-broken-english-speaking-which-i-can-barely-even-understand-guard chased us outta the premise...and some other group of kids...so back to the beach and exit it was....wished i had a snapshot of him...anyways....we headed to Gurney...this time i brought PY &amp;amp; dina...and still im the earliest haha....we were in the bathroom for a very very very looooooong time...haha i changed and was supposed to meet mr.ryan up in few minutes...he was soooo freaking shy to meet my gals but i tricked him and said they left d..and im alone...meet me at secret recipe there...as he came...we were sitting in some hidden corner and hahahahaha PUNK'D u!!!!that facial expression was priceless too bad Shu &amp;amp; Steph wasnt there....Me &amp;amp; Him are gonna watch the footy match and it was already starting. we had no idea where Shu &amp;amp; Steph was so i asked them to tag along with me to Mr.Pot...as we walked....It seems Shu &amp;amp; Steph was in gurney already so PY &amp;amp; Dina had to go find them coz obviously they need to go back with Shuuuuuu lol....So we headed to mr.pot under the rain hahahahah....swaying side to side....hand in hand...damn...our table was at the most front...my neck hurts alot!!! and it still does....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a Man Utd supporter and thankfully he was Liverfool fan...opps....did i say Liverfool? I mean Liverpoo...oh Liverpool...sorry again....Its sooo much funner when we support the opposite sides..unfortunately...He won...ish ish ish...disappointing...but i havent kept up with EPL in ages d only watch world cup like a crazy nugget chum....cant wait for the next WC!!!wooooo....hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time watching footy with bf...lol funny experience...but i think he would enjoy it better with his group of guyz...anyways...his idea ryt...hope you enjoyed some part of that footy experience with me tho hun =( i cant be all that happening coz its a public place and im a gal and im alone and most of them were LFC supporters =( haha....glory glory...cant stop eyeballing cristiano...gawjuz...lol hubby hates it...ahahahhahaha...as if la...u nvr....hmmmfffff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had such a sweet, fun, happy day and i cant wait to do this again again again and again.....hopefully in June, we'll have another picnic...awwwww i want!!!!!!Best weekend ever!!!Rox!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Feel so freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....i can fly.......................ahhhhhhhh.........................freedom.....lol weird coz i have freedom...i just dont have transport to move..ahahahahah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2719776273503635692?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2719776273503635692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2719776273503635692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2719776273503635692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2719776273503635692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happened-on-14th-of-march.html' title='What Happened On the 14th of March???'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2086792715746940686</id><published>2009-03-15T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:41:10.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened On the 13th of March???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING-SUPER LONG POST EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the day i've been waiting for anxiously....parents leaving for vacation till Sunday. And me, the little child, the precious daughter is gonna be home allllll alone with no one and the car....awwww....i was scared...petrified....shivering...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sooooo freaking happy till i can't even sleep the night before...gosh...the day started at 6.38am....woken up by mum coz i had to drop them off at the jetty...they going Langkawi with my lil' sis...so yeah whatever...i didnt care if my sleep was interupted i was tooooo happy. I mean all this while i get Saturdays off at certaon occasions and thats like one day and now its gonna be 3days 2nights!!!!ahhhh slap me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at Kapitans then off they went and seeming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ly my first time at the post office (needed to send a parcel) then 9am home i was...btw while at the post office...i couldn't find the parking ticket guy so i just went off lol....i dunno how bad is that...bt he wasnt anywhere to be found =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to go to sleep but cant so online abit and then finally slept. Woke up at 12.15pm by this freakin earthquake!!! (thx to the housing project) gosh if it wasn't for them i could have gotten 15minutes more sleeeeep...anyways....laze awhile and got up and got ready coz first thing's first -Im heading out of that front door and into that car!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unfortunately...my dear friend stalled me for about an hour...so i happened to watch The Hills....after such a long time and after 15minutes...that was about the longest time i've ever watched this crap show and here i am again watching Spidey....gosh Spencer is such a retard and stupid &amp;amp;$%@ bf/husband/cow whatever he is and Heidi is a typical dumb *toot* but as usual LC has that pityful face...Whitney????Nothing much to say and Audrina....She is sooooo 'hiao'...anyways....finally its time to head out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to Queens to meet up with Shu &amp;amp; Steph. Funny thing is we all reached at the exact same time...when i called everyone up they were all at the parking lot lol...just like me...wasting petrol la...3 cars....3 chicks...hmmfff...anyways...we walked abit and then went toilet and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went in and i saw a hp lying on top of this shelf thingy in QB toilet and i was like...is anyone still using this toilet so i opened the door and i saw no o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ne but the girls so i called them in and i showed this phone to them. It was the Nokia Navigator...and being the good kind hearted gals you would probably never ever find these days..we wanted to contact the owner's family...So thankfully Steph was able to filter through those mandarin words....and found the brother...she called him up and told this and he was gonna come by QB at 6.30pm to pick it up. so ok lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept it in my bag...and i made this remark saying that...what if this phone rings and for sure its gonna be some chinese song and im gonna be like gosh! why cant those ppl pik up their damn phone...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went pizza hut for dinner....we shared dinners...haha...and i heard this phone ringing and i was like who's phone is that? why can't they pick up one??? =/ only to realize that it was me...so with muh confusion the owner finally came by and picked up her phone from Steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you guys think....gosh why didnt they just keep it or sell it....well....here's the thing...i've lost my phone twice already..well not lost...but STOLEN was the more appropriate word...first time during SPM...a lotta people lost their phone's that time aswell and another time was when i was working...some newbie sto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;le my 2nd phone and he never came back....dont ask..long story....thank god that was my 2nd hp and not my main one...so...i know how it feels to loose a phone...money...and contacts...hassle...hassle...you even loose some friends which you rarely contact with...anyways....so karma karma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us was kinda washed out dead tired....but we walked aro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;und anyways...shop to shop...i manage to get some stuff i need and that summed up to RM50...like wth??? just for that few things....these days things are just getting expensive...i dowana live here d.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after much walking around, and mcd icecream, and borders we decided to leave...legs hurt and neither of us could stop yawing. I was gonna wait for Steph to follow her back from to get her stuff and kipnap her her but plan failed lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.while waiting got a call from shu...urgh....ticket problems...just like me last time till i sooo pobia of parking inside..so me and Stepg re-parked our cars and went up to find shu and fortunately she found her ticket..so relieved...then was too late d almost 11pm so i decided to head home coz i still have a house to clean lol...so that was it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home....cleaned the house a bit, took a nice hot bath, made a list of stuff to pack for tomorrow..tried to sleep but failed....end up sleeping at god knows when....maybe 4am or 5am....isssssshhhh insomanic much? nah maybe im just excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb0vDZfzp4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sjaXRB1Z5eE/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb0vDZfzp4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sjaXRB1Z5eE/s320/DSC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313454870797461378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phone we found....tutz =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2086792715746940686?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2086792715746940686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2086792715746940686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2086792715746940686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2086792715746940686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-happened-on-13th-of-march.html' title='What Happened On the 13th of March???'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sb0vDZfzp4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sjaXRB1Z5eE/s72-c/DSC00908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7589048436143595106</id><published>2009-03-11T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:52:06.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like The Change?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally I've decided to give this blog a new outfit...Very simple one...Hence, the opening of my other blog which is all about food. A collaboration with Mel. Once we get a few posts up then I'll post a link here. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7589048436143595106?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7589048436143595106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7589048436143595106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7589048436143595106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7589048436143595106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-change.html' title='Like The Change?'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4112798394638518740</id><published>2009-03-11T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:18:00.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photogs For this Lovely Day... &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sbdzm5nF9XI/AAAAAAAAAXw/dHEH-ZXcaZw/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sbdzm5nF9XI/AAAAAAAAAXw/dHEH-ZXcaZw/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311841397643801970" 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/1433374106502689798-4112798394638518740?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4112798394638518740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4112798394638518740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4112798394638518740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4112798394638518740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/photogs-for-this-lovely-day-3.html' title='Photogs For this Lovely Day... &lt;3'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sbdzm5nF9XI/AAAAAAAAAXw/dHEH-ZXcaZw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4428749323872091604</id><published>2009-03-10T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:12:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZWT29dViI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8PPE5GZNcCs/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZWT29dViI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8PPE5GZNcCs/s320/DSC00874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311527709700871714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Seconds Before the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4428749323872091604?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4428749323872091604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4428749323872091604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4428749323872091604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4428749323872091604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/seconds-before-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZWT29dViI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8PPE5GZNcCs/s72-c/DSC00874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7402619496760807902</id><published>2009-03-10T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:58:59.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the foodie monster in me....</title><content type='html'>So today i managed to come up with a few more places to eat for my food dictionary...collaboration with Mel. And we were very hungry haha looking at pics of those food and stuff anyways we will be starting a new blog (hopefully) next sem and ofcoz it will be about food...coz i think all this while of taking pix of our food and scouting for lunch..i guess it deserves a little blog about it. So that would be our new thing and im so excited about trying out new food for once and exploring all these undiscovered places. Anyways that's that but i feel sick to my stomach now...these past few days, my mum have been feeding me like a mad cow...one large portion to another. even now, im so freaking bloated makes me feel like being bulimic tonight coz i can barely walk. No doubt i appreciate all this food but it's a little way too much to digest. Lately i've been getting very large packs of rice when i dont eat that much and it's crazy. coz i cant even finish up my lunch and yet after a couple of hours...you'll see another huge portion of dinner so i had to force myself to swallow everything anyways...urgh....i can feel myself gaining 100pounds a meal already..jeez and im going to the beach this Sat...im gonna look so freaking horrible with all these food in me...i need food break lol....Anyways that's all for now..=) liking that frog picture below???haha disgusting eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7402619496760807902?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7402619496760807902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7402619496760807902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7402619496760807902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7402619496760807902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/foodie-monster-in-me.html' title='the foodie monster in me....'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6568899521992656021</id><published>2009-03-10T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:44:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like ewwww......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZENQh7OmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/W9Xgc1zAZ0w/s1600-h/281134374_9cde66ad60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZENQh7OmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/W9Xgc1zAZ0w/s320/281134374_9cde66ad60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507805096327778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;guess what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6568899521992656021?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6568899521992656021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6568899521992656021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6568899521992656021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6568899521992656021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-ewwww.html' title='like ewwww......'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SbZENQh7OmI/AAAAAAAAAXg/W9Xgc1zAZ0w/s72-c/281134374_9cde66ad60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8962874655193350605</id><published>2009-03-09T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:46:13.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey And The Moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Tagged By Miss Blur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iPod (iTunes) on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1) If someone says 'Is this okay'', you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Knocking On Heaven's Door- Guns N &amp;amp; Roses...(??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2) What would best describe your personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She's a lady-Forever The Sickest Kids (duh! PFFT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3) What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Stolen-Dashboard Confessionals (awww....you have stolen my heart!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4) What is your life's purpose?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;They'll Never Know-Ross Copperman(jeez..obviously they wont if ya dont tell em)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5) What is your motto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I Do Believe In Love-Katie Melua (umm...i do but that aint my..motto...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6) What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sweet Lie-Sam Pari (Im sooo not a LIAR! but agreed that i am sweet haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7) What do you think about very often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Feeling A Moment-Feeder (yeah..guess i do..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;8) What is 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tiger Lily-Matchbook Romance (wtf?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;9) What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;On The Road Again-Katie Melua (Yeah...she is quite alot haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10) What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You Found Me-The Fray (awwwww yes he did, didnt he?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;11) What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dance With Me-Nouvelle Vague (no i didnt cheat!!lol...what a dance would it be??haha love it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;12) What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Slow Burning Crimes-East Hundred (Are you serious? what a fun song hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;13) What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lay Around-The Jealous Girlfriend (OMG!!!! how true!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;14) What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Amie-Damien Rice (whoda hell is Amie???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;15) What do you think of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Miss Murder-A.A.F (hahahahaha murderers!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;16) What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Chemistry Of A Car Crash-Shiny Toy Guns (eh dont la sad know...loosing the one u love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;17) How will you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fly Away-Lenny Kravitz (This is starting to get interesting...aye?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;18) What makes you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;That's Why You Go Away-MLTR (umm...yeah!!! :'( i would cry for years )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;19) Will you ever get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yours To Hold-Skillet (awwwwwwwww.......yea yea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;20) What scares you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sleepwalking-Faker (what??i dont even do that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;21) Does anyone like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ruby-Kaiser Chiefs (IM NOT A LEZBO...who's Ruby????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;22) If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Airport Surroundings-Lonely, dear (wtf? i dont even like this song!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;23) What hurts right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I Call It Love-Lionel Richie (Where got!Liar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;24) What will you post this as?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Honey And The Moon-Joseph Arthur (oo alright...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8962874655193350605?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8962874655193350605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8962874655193350605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8962874655193350605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8962874655193350605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/honey-and-moon.html' title='Honey And The Moon!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6608841826716432538</id><published>2009-03-09T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T02:26:02.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap-o-cino time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a very late post indeed but my nose is blocked so having difficulty falling asleep...suspect that im gonna have flu by tomorrow coz im just not feeling so good...urgh...hate flu's...anyways...im so washed out and full...i ate ALOT today lol...when i woke up...rice...then later after that had domino's pizza and some chicken stick..new product appearently....it was good...and then off i went with my familia to youth park...then after that went to ananda for dinner...had banana leaf...hehehe...an im loving fried lady's fingers lol...never knew they had such thing...yea yea yea....laugh all u want but i actually do LOVE vege alright! Proud to be vegan..haha...almost vegan that is...im so freaking full!!!haihz...after that just went up to BF for a ride and back home..ananda's was very very packed today...some old man was celebrating his bday there appearently...lolz...party goin on...oh man...there's another bad bad bad incident that happened..appearently our washing machine k.o d....like seriously mampus...so from now on have to wash my own clothes...jeez....i think i washed my own clothes like once in my whole lifetime and that was when i was young and saja syiok sendiri felt like washing it...lol...pfft...now its serious business...dont know when is my mum gonna get a new washing machine hope soon but definately not too soon i guess looking at the tight budget...=( have to conserve the amount of clothes i wear in a day d lol...dont wanna wash too many clothes...=) im finally done with the food 'dictionary' haha (inside joke) but hmm.not very satisfied with the choices, need more cheaper and nearer to college place (to eat la)..how i wished someone would just give me a few suggestions here...like seriously...other than NWP ofcoz lol....=) i dont wanna be sick!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6608841826716432538?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6608841826716432538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6608841826716432538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6608841826716432538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6608841826716432538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/crap-o-cino-time.html' title='crap-o-cino time!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4758853023457001623</id><published>2009-03-02T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:27:15.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP! im under stress... -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav6A1M12oI/AAAAAAAAAV0/aH_i3RuKVMY/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav6A1M12oI/AAAAAAAAAV0/aH_i3RuKVMY/s320/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611477974145666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Film Studies= check....Computer Graphics=wednesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav6AKSyxMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RfcE_CgJrYs/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav6AKSyxMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/RfcE_CgJrYs/s320/DSC00814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611466456384706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Big Apple Doughnuts....well sorry abt the bite..i couldnt resist!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav5_6og_aI/AAAAAAAAAVk/O5YkMTvG5C8/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav5_6og_aI/AAAAAAAAAVk/O5YkMTvG5C8/s320/DSC00822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611462252527010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;As u can see i've gone bonkers with my stress level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav5_gYC8sI/AAAAAAAAAVc/K2QvNDDqyZU/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav5_gYC8sI/AAAAAAAAAVc/K2QvNDDqyZU/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611455204127426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;super duper bonkers..much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-4758853023457001623?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4758853023457001623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4758853023457001623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4758853023457001623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4758853023457001623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-im-under-stress.html' title='HELP! im under stress... -.-'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Sav6A1M12oI/AAAAAAAAAV0/aH_i3RuKVMY/s72-c/DSC00820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8236197891220570683</id><published>2009-02-26T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:26:43.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3427ab6782c63c6f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3427ab6782c63c6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330030599%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28B3FA9224F205FE90B27783B92CEF9C68A555B1.2090AEDDAA0793A040DDB302EF2C2BCC3F5E1893%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3427ab6782c63c6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0Qg73OQOU5CCbPnlBt7nHW9X3mc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3427ab6782c63c6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330030599%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28B3FA9224F205FE90B27783B92CEF9C68A555B1.2090AEDDAA0793A040DDB302EF2C2BCC3F5E1893%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3427ab6782c63c6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0Qg73OQOU5CCbPnlBt7nHW9X3mc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Taken during our final rehearsal. Our main cast, Alex performing his original song which is also the original soundtrack for our production- the last masterpiece. The show was great...special thanks to everyone, the whole crew and cast..and Stephanie lol...u ran away!!! The whole show would take ages to upload here so i wont do that but it was a very nice show after all in the end. our show was a full house thanks to our ex-lecturer, Sean aka Saw Boon Hean lol..So exhausting...it was a whole morning of unexpected surprises but we managed to pull it off..been working our asses off for this production and im happy despite the lecturer's were kinda bias and we had guest judges so..the critiques...well im not too pleased with them coz it was kinda unfair...anyways...i refuse to believe what they say about this show..i still think its the best..=) i was backstage the whole time...observing the scenes and giving q's to my actors to go on set..it was stressful...no doubt...been running about before the show to print more flyers, tape everything(wires) down and make sure my casts are ready...but i had so much fun and its actually an experience..like how on earth could i be part of a team who would form an actual thetre production lol...never would have thought it would happen..very nice experince indeed...im still tired but im working on my report now =( and next week gotta go back to college to present for CG final project and exams for film studies..haihz..so its not entirely over yet...lol anyways........atleast part of my stress is over =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8236197891220570683?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3427ab6782c63c6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8236197891220570683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8236197891220570683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8236197891220570683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8236197891220570683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-masterpiece.html' title='The Last Masterpiece'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7244649002755292939</id><published>2009-02-25T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:34:32.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Hurricane Fever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIbdPSfzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4qHz_fFcJ-k/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIbdPSfzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4qHz_fFcJ-k/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727372468420402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Wan Mraz....&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMtF3GHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-ONpwifiUIE/s1600-h/DSC00786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMtF3GHI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-ONpwifiUIE/s320/DSC00786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727119025805426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Alexis the street guitarist haha&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMmcnYqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nomKBQKnlVw/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMmcnYqI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nomKBQKnlVw/s320/DSC00787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727117242196642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a large crowd....=)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMShI7aI/AAAAAAAAAUs/of0-iRIRm54/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMShI7aI/AAAAAAAAAUs/of0-iRIRm54/s320/DSC00783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727111892463010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Studio Set&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMIz2DaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gpgXFqICHNM/s1600-h/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIMIz2DaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/gpgXFqICHNM/s320/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727109286563234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lunch @ chopper board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIL-ySLdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qnhHFutHpdc/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIL-ySLdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/qnhHFutHpdc/s320/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306727106595663314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mel's lunch @ chopper board&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/1433374106502689798-7244649002755292939?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7244649002755292939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7244649002755292939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7244649002755292939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7244649002755292939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/banana-hurricane-fever.html' title='Banana Hurricane Fever...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVIbdPSfzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/4qHz_fFcJ-k/s72-c/DSC00772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4321249016899594054</id><published>2009-02-25T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:16:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights...Camera...Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVDwd_-ZII/AAAAAAAAAUU/wStyq-XdPVc/s1600-h/DSC00749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVDwd_-ZII/AAAAAAAAAUU/wStyq-XdPVc/s320/DSC00749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306722235891737730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOWTIME!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The Last Masterpeice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So freaking exhausted today..first time stayed back in college till 6something....wahh...tomorrow somemore....9am must be there to set everything and rehearse...Feeling kinda nervous about the whole thing...it seems to be doing fine...Let's all hope everything is perfect tomorrow...quite a number of audience are coming...sigh...hope hope hope....there's soo much to blog about today but im too tired adee...Basically...i'll post some pix to help explain what today was all about... =)&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/1433374106502689798-4321249016899594054?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4321249016899594054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4321249016899594054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4321249016899594054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4321249016899594054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/lightscameraaction.html' title='Lights...Camera...Action!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SaVDwd_-ZII/AAAAAAAAAUU/wStyq-XdPVc/s72-c/DSC00749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2223532695295966181</id><published>2009-02-25T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:11:57.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ah Yee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;RULES&lt;/span&gt; are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Copy to your own note, erase my answers, and enter yours. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;They have to be real...nothing made up!&lt;/span&gt; If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. A four Letter Word: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. A boy's Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Danil, Daryl...(easy one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. A girl's Name: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Delilah (lol hey there delilah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. An occupation: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. A color: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dark Blue????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Something you wear: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. A food: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dhal, Dimsum?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drain Pipe???Deodorant?? (if u have a hugeeee bathroom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. A place: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Divya's room??hahahah....Dump site...Diner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. A reason for being late: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Something you shout: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dongro.......Dumb ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. A movie title: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Date Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Something you drink: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drinks lo...lol...Dutch Lady Strawberry flavoured milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. A musical group: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dishwalla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. An animal: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Donkey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. A street name: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dead end road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. A type of car: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Drive-able ones....hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. A song title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dear God ~ Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. A verb: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Dance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2223532695295966181?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2223532695295966181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2223532695295966181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2223532695295966181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/2223532695295966181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-ah-yee.html' title='Tagged by Ah Yee'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-214614323651085507</id><published>2009-02-17T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:54:36.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna know what's HOT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;weather during the day&lt;/span&gt; = super freaking extremely burning &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;itinerary during the day&lt;/span&gt; = paste flyers in all the elavators, both sides, outside n inside + slept all afternoon due to the weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;weather now&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt; but it's still how as hell -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;itinerary now&lt;/span&gt; = blogging + waiting for him to finish his work to talk..im freakishly sleepy as day and weirdly so is he =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;  "Oh God, please make it snow here right now at this very moment"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-214614323651085507?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/214614323651085507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=214614323651085507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/214614323651085507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/214614323651085507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/wanna-know-whats-hot.html' title='wanna know what&apos;s HOT?'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7194006466240340205</id><published>2009-02-13T18:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:43:30.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Picture Time.... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVOeFOjBZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eiWHJLE5kLo/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVOeFOjBZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eiWHJLE5kLo/s320/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302230415004861842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i swear...by the moon and the stars in the sky...i'll be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVOd9RqmkI/AAAAAAAAARo/hd8c3UujL0E/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVOd9RqmkI/AAAAAAAAARo/hd8c3UujL0E/s320/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302230412870457922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smart Idea for a parking spot lol...(not my car!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM9GJnY9I/AAAAAAAAARg/SY-v3WIgqVI/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM9GJnY9I/AAAAAAAAARg/SY-v3WIgqVI/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302228748805301202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My New Sneakers...Love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM88djEEI/AAAAAAAAARY/vfAB0-edd60/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM88djEEI/AAAAAAAAARY/vfAB0-edd60/s320/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302228746204549186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice Lil' Lanterns in NWP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8_Wt9yI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UzCejTYU8C8/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8_Wt9yI/AAAAAAAAARQ/UzCejTYU8C8/s320/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302228746981209890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was sneaker day for the Banana Hurricane's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8ppEAcI/AAAAAAAAARI/ojZyQUXI9ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8ppEAcI/AAAAAAAAARI/ojZyQUXI9ZQ/s320/DSC00677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302228741152571842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8UvW2zI/AAAAAAAAARA/90FQRekpBXQ/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVM8UvW2zI/AAAAAAAAARA/90FQRekpBXQ/s320/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302228735541828402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KDU's "Gothic Valentine" show...view from level 2&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/1433374106502689798-7194006466240340205?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7194006466240340205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7194006466240340205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7194006466240340205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7194006466240340205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-picture-time.html' title='It&apos;s Picture Time.... =)'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZVOeFOjBZI/AAAAAAAAAR4/eiWHJLE5kLo/s72-c/DSC00658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-6767402778873402065</id><published>2009-02-12T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:37:52.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber Frustration As We Speak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;can i just scream??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok thats enough....ive been so frustrated lately coz my laptop is giving me multiple problems and im honestly freaking out about my final project. with my laptop functioning like this i just cant imagine designing posters for those humungus walls!!its crazy!-absolute- i dunno what im gonna do!!!Before that my lappy was slow as hell, then my programs keep hanging and i have to wait so long for it to be ok sometimes i just had to restart thus- loosing all m unsaved work...pfft...and now, apart from all the usual problems...i have a new one...i would say that "ALL" my USB ports are not functioning properly...my pendrive keeps being disconnected and then whenever i slot in memory cards into the card reader, it doesn't always work...and when i use the usb cable to connect to my phone it doesnt work at all!!!and my lappy's bluetooth isnt working well aswell!!wth???im like so frustrated ive even attempted to just get rid of this thing...feelings of regret running in but it cant be...i love the functions of this thing..its incredible..touch screen? reversible screen? comes with a stylus? its all ama-zing...BUT why does it suck so much now??when i bought it it was perfectly fine...i wanna reformat but idk how??? grrr....this whole thing explains why i didnt upload pix that i promised to coz its all in my phone and there was no way of getting it out...=( frustration. can someone plz tellme what's going on with my lappy???!!!!HELP!!!!desperate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow suckz coz ive got replacement class from 9am to 12pm..geez wanted to snooze my heart out...and its computer graphics class so have to drag this lappy along...when i hold it its not heavy but when i put into the bag??oh gosh...my hand is numb the next morning....anyways...thats really all i have to say for now..or rather rant about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6767402778873402065?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6767402778873402065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6767402778873402065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6767402778873402065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6767402778873402065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/uber-frustration-as-we-speak.html' title='Uber Frustration As We Speak...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4618714066982218180</id><published>2009-02-12T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:20:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbvL8SodI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UDO9Wiv97co/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbvL8SodI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UDO9Wiv97co/s200/PICT0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301822790051209682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;final project~ design a poster for this wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbvMITVmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_IA3w63msYE/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbvMITVmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/_IA3w63msYE/s200/PICT0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301822790101587554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this wall(s) also..haihz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbu9OrH6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/qdnoH4MdipY/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbu9OrH6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/qdnoH4MdipY/s200/PICT0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301822786101780386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book for my hubby =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbuyN69EI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xmNzlC3j9bU/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbuyN69EI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xmNzlC3j9bU/s200/PICT0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301822783145833538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;M&amp;amp;M at New World Park...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbuq24giI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DNHGXY3N4O8/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbuq24giI/AAAAAAAAAQY/DNHGXY3N4O8/s200/PICT0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301822781170156066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Traffic light coloured drinks hehe =)&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/1433374106502689798-4618714066982218180?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/4618714066982218180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=4618714066982218180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4618714066982218180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/4618714066982218180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/final-project-design-poster-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SZPbvL8SodI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UDO9Wiv97co/s72-c/PICT0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-5433446656070036420</id><published>2009-02-10T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:50:25.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Need O2!!!AIR!!!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GEEE....im so freaking exhausted i can hardly breathe...sigh...so many stuff to do, countless projects, due dates, drama thingy...i dont think ive been this busy and this frustrated in my college life! its a short sem maybe thats why..im so struggling with time!!i cant afford to waste time d...can someone please donate time???im desperate.. -.- dying la...30 thumbnails for my final project by tomorrow???ahh i only got 10...thats all i can think of...drama showtime in 2 weeks...and we are like...ahem...scandalous...so tensed up la coz of ......i dont wanna say it here...but really...lack of consideration and understanding causes problems...enough of that...today was dad's birthday, so me and mum stopped by the cake shop and bought ice cream cake for dad...nice cake, just a simple celebration, nothing big just cut cake lol...then in the afternoon after class, me and half of the crew headed over to new world to makan at kopitiam lol oldtown...some pix were taken but unfortunately my phone is being gay so i cant transfer anything at the moment. ish ish ish...on top of that, i had to complain about digi service...its getting pretty annoying...seriously...whenever the credit cuts off, my whole gprs crap is gone...and ive called customer service like twice and ive reset my settings like twice also but still......nothing....so troublesome....ish!!!!on top of that, that stupid anonymous dumb *toot* still keeps messaging me...gawd...the sucker doesn't know when to leave me alone...or atleast get bored...??some people...ahh....dont own brains i suppose..omg how long do i have to wait till February is over coz this semester is killing me...i'll make a new countdown to replace the valentine one...geez...valentines...3 days...wohoo......maybe...a silent wohoo...i dont know if we are gonna be celebrating coz of some family crisis...sigh...its our anniversary...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;god, please, i beg you...let us be together for this day...i was so excited and i still am although its a 50/50 situation...please dont kill me with my excitement.....i really wish to be with him on that day coz it means so much to me, and its more than just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;its the man, i disagree with, the same man i fought with, the very same man i get angry with, the very very very same man i get to be myself completely with, the very very very very same man i love deep down within. You might not believe this honey, but my mouth only says&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; "those" &lt;/span&gt;words but my heart....will always be reluctant....(I hope you know what i mean) bittersweet you!!! lol x x x dont you worry about anything just make yourslf available on that day and i'll take care of the rest....trust me...you dont have to think or worry about anything but yourself on that day =) that's my gift to u darl =) muax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-5433446656070036420?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/5433446656070036420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=5433446656070036420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5433446656070036420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/5433446656070036420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-o2air.html' title='i Need O2!!!AIR!!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3491018627712907908</id><published>2009-02-09T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:05:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read if u wanna know how damaged my brain is now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;im pissed of with something....more like disappointed...pist??i dunno mixed emotions...i keep questioning myself over and over and over again but i just can't find the answer. im confused, im just so confused...keeping myself to wonder like this isn't gonna help much. argh...im so tensed! my assignments are pending...more like projects!!Huge ones! Im trying to find for inspiration but nothing really inspires me. "inspiration is prespiration" my new-found-quote. the problem is, my mind is not giving me enough room to be inspired. it's blocked coz i keep putting my thoughts elsewhere. my so-called happy ending?!? (you probably wont understand what im actually trying to say here but its not meant for anyone to understand, i just needed to let this monsterous thought in me out) if a tragedy hits the world, then why?why would anyone be so calm? shouldnt they be freaking out? why am i the only one who is freaking out??? thats the thing i dont understand. if it's christmas in a 4 season country, everyday we look out to see when is it gonna snow especially when its your first time in a 4 season country the excitement is there just waiting for the snow but why is there some people whose also experiencing this for the first time and yet the feel reluctant??what? are they allergic to the snow all the sudden??or do they just hate snow...and dont wish for it to happen. im trying to understand and come up with a conclusion to categorize these sort of human being...are they just weird? or am i weird? or are we just too different? what? if i lived in a box, on the streets and if i had to beg for food everyday, walk around barefooted with rags on my back...i think i probably dont have to think so much. maybe just more crucial stuff like where am i gonna sleep when the storm comes? or when will my next plate of food be? or if my flu just a flu or a symptom for something worse? or what am i gonna do when people attack me? now with all this so-called luxury and privalages and excess, i've got more to think of, think about, care...but what's the real point to do so much when no one seems to appreciate? i'd rather be the lady living in a box by the streets atleast i have a reason to be completely selfish and think about myself...call this growing up pains..i know im tranciening to aduldhood but blah...so-called responsibility, care? growing up isnt a pretty phase...at all! too much self-interogation, self-doubt, insecurities, hate , and more hate...growing is sooo shitty to the point people get drunk to forget of their problems temporarily..like how shitty is that coz it seems so pathetic like there isnt any detour out...but who can blame them? its true...there isnt any, all u can do is just try to forget for awile till it comes haunting u again....with all these self-expression...i still remain confused..coz no one can ever give me an answer to my little question???only my assumptions help me get by...fuck this little question!grr...i wanna do my work!!im running out of time so stop bugging me will ya! (i sound insane, scolding my own brain but hey, i need to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to brain: Leave me alone and if you wanna think so much, think for ideas for your projects..they are due tommorow!!! make yourself useful for Pete's sake instead of wasting time on that, and that and that!!!!grrrr.... =( pfft...(pointless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3491018627712907908?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3491018627712907908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3491018627712907908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lol...excuse if it isnt mouth watering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SY_U5K7KC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/m7y9MP_oQD8/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SY_U5K7KC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/m7y9MP_oQD8/s200/PICT0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300689365088471906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SY_U45oS59I/AAAAAAAAAP4/hl5eug3cKwE/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SY_U45oS59I/AAAAAAAAAP4/hl5eug3cKwE/s200/PICT0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300689360445958098" border="0" 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-6639466085690258486?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/6639466085690258486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=6639466085690258486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6639466085690258486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/6639466085690258486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_09.html' title='The Leftover Food lol...excuse if it isnt mouth watering'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SY_U5K7KC2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/m7y9MP_oQD8/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-9201969273338514587</id><published>2009-02-09T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:53:04.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(avoiding food-related titles) argh....but cant....life's like lamb chop and pasta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;haaa....just after having my lamb chop lunch....its all on me..and im amazed!!! alright i assumed that my mum was gonna make the chops but she woke me at 12pm as usual i was still in my deep sleep telling me its already 12pm and where's lunch lol...i thought i was supposed to make pasta and that's all but nooo...had to everything. so yeap i just got up, brushed my teeth, washed my face and got down to business...here's what i did....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grill the lambs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boiled the pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make the cream soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bake meatballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make the pasta sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saute capsicum and onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prepare the lamb chop sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that's alot!! and its amazing i got everything done single-handedly by 1.30pm. that was speeed people..speed! now that im done eating, my problem tooth hurts like &amp;amp;%$#@* ...i tried flossing but yeah that particular tooth has been giving me problems everysince i was 15. now let me tell ya about the foooood...it was awesome..hehe i know im such a brag coz i made it and im complimenting myself...lol but it was...only made one mistake...the lamb..i should have soften it first. but its my first time...we learn from our mistakes...one of the very quotes i truly believe in. maybe later in the evening ima made kebabs with that extra lamb and capsicum only for myself ofcourse lol...nothing can stop this baby monster from indulging on her favourite peice of meat ~ le lamb!! you know if arts wasnt my interest, i would probably take up chef course coz cooking is just so relaxing. i know im getting some arched eyebrows on this but people were made different despite the fact im not so much of a cook but i still find it relaxing. i like to do things that relaxes me not stress me out hence the one true reason why i hated school so damn much. not even one subject i love maybe english was an exclusion coz i had the freedom to write...writting is another one of my mini loves...i have alot of weird interests lol...things like watching tv is so not me coz i dont even watch tv...anyways excuse the blank update before i could even take my cam, everyone was happily eating at the table so.....there's just no way i could take a pic of my glorious creation...when i open my own restaurant, you guys can come for the opening lol...just kidding... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-9201969273338514587?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/9201969273338514587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=9201969273338514587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9201969273338514587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/9201969273338514587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/avoiding-food-related-titles-arghlbut.html' title='(avoiding food-related titles) argh....but cant....life&apos;s like lamb chop and pasta!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3560600953945426654</id><published>2009-02-08T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:11:28.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like an extra hot peri-peri sauce...lol</title><content type='html'>i know i know this food titles are getting kinda old..but i just seem addicted to it..wait till i go back to the usual food routine then there wnt be any food titles here...=) my day started at 11am...pretty early to be up since i didnt sleep so early the night before. mum was waiting for me to go queens with them coz i wanted to buy new sneakers. so yeap got up, got ready and off we went...car giving problem again, we had to turn off the a/c or else the car engine would keep dying...so freaking hot!!!!it was burning outside and somemore parking jam...by the time i reached the entrance i was practically drenched in sweat. thank goodness for the powerful a/c from queens lol, felt like standing at the entrance for 5 mins but nah...lol...so we walked walked walked...mum got herself some new pair of heels and me, no luck on that day...we settle down at nando's...my first try there actually coz i've heard people saying its nice and some say it sucked so thats why ive never really gave in and neither did me folks but anyways...a table for 4 it was. had 1/4 extra hot peri-peri chicken along side peri-peri chips and coleslow..however u spell it...damn i poured so much peri sauce lol...it was ok la..the sauce was spicy and nice i love spicy food alot hehe...the spicier the better...oh u have no idea how spicy i can go hehe...mum even bought a bottle of the sauce for the lamb chop which was postponed till tomorrow coz i forgot to marinate the lamb last night hehe...so after that we headed to sunshine square again coz there's the only place that has the kind of sneakers that i want and i got it ofcoz...ive always wanted that kinda sneakers when i told my mum to get me one last year before entering college, she got me the pink ballerina kinda sneakers...it was nice, i like it but it was pink...lol hard to match and somedays im just not feeling that cutesy girly shoes...now i finally got the pair that i wanted...the casual pair. came back home and blah blah blah...just finished watching the movie quarantine...i know, im like so super late that movie was out some time ago blah watever...damn frightening la that movie haha...nice stuff just that the ending was pretty disappointing..like..what?is that it? lol...so menakutkan coz while watching, some insect fell on me and i just flipped haha...i was so into the movie and dah lah its so frightening and this stupid insect had to just drop on me... -.- pfft...okay...tomorrow is monday, ive got one more project to do and finish up my 30thumbnails....0k girl, u can do it...its not the finishing part that is hard, its the inspiration part...ive got no idea at all...damn...its one hell of a huge project!!! grrrr...my heads popping out! 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SOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3560600953945426654?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3560600953945426654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3560600953945426654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3560600953945426654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3560600953945426654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-like-extra-hot-peri-peri.html' title='Life is like an extra hot peri-peri sauce...lol'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7874920510296316805</id><published>2009-02-07T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:34:58.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like a plate of tosai... =)))</title><content type='html'>hahaha...i cant stop laughing at my title...its been like 3 titles named after food...today was familia day...mum woke me up pretty early around 9something asking me if i wanted to join them go jalan jalan or not. everytime she wakes me up and ask and i always always reject...infact i cant remember when was the last time i said yes. so today i dont know why despite how sleepy i am but haiya all the effort my mum take to walk to my door and knock might aswell i just say yes instead of reject another time besides this coming Tuesday will be my dad's birthday so it wouldn't hurt if i sacrificed this one Saturday. I initially planned to finish up all my damn assignments today but it can wait afterall there's holiday on Monday. started out with cars..hehe dad had some car-seeing appointments so whatever. then we had a very irregular lunch. 1st at some random stall while waiting for dad's friends and next in Prangin, mcd. so weird coz we usually have one hellavu lunch. anyways, was scrolling all around prangin...my feets..no wait my shoulder..thx to my heavy loaded bag was aching all the way till i can't stand anymore, i just felt like falling was tempted to sit on the escalator even coz i was so damn exhausted. mum was looking for shoes, so every shoe shop she went, i just took the golden oppurtunity to sit down but my female greed still forced me to look at shoes argh!!!lol...i just bought like 2 tops and strangely a very cute nail clipper haha...eh prangin isnt so lala and its dead cheap hmm...girls....i wanna go prangin but not now...broke adee lolz...bought my Valentine day topp/outfit/watever lolz...its a special day for me k and its only a week away..gosh i cant waaaait!!!i think i told that like 1000 times to my hubby already lolz. so after prangin, we headed to Tanjung Bungah to eat in one of my fav. places...ofcoz it had to be Indian food...coz that's actually my all time fav since the day i was born or u might say while i was still unborn lol...im so damn full even now gosh...had potato tosai, 1 idly, sweet lassi, some chicken side dish, a bit of rice, some mutton side dish...yummmm...its been awile since i had some of this and im loving it..feel so puas atlast...i dont mind if valentine's dinner we makan there also lolz..(hints at my baby) anyways u already agreed that i will belanja you so shut up...u better keep to ur promise, i dont know why cant trust you in this lolz...just one time ni la...u be the gf la this time...anyways...im so full lol...even bought some indian sweet after that..im such a glutton, so what lol...after that went to sunshine square to so some grocery shopping coz tommorow making lamb chop. wanted to check out sneakers but it was kinda late d...so mum said on monday la..oh yea..today i also bought my very 1st number thingy lol...mum and dad encouraged me to get one who knows my luck...so just buy lo...and then at 9.30pm i finally reached home.1st thig i did, ofcourse lie down flat on my bed...haha then ni get up try the tops, bathe and here i am. my hubby is stuck inda jam...damnnnnn...miss him so much leee...and i think ima stop eating gum already...i know im kinda addicted to it but it hurts me alot!!!coz i end up biting my tongue and the side of my mouth...it hurts damn alot! now i cant really open my mouth coz i bit my tongue so badly... =(   im soo sleepy d la aiyo but cant i wanna stay up for my hubby...i always do that and he doesnt realize also...can say in one week about 5days i would stay up...as in not take naps or sleep so early and just wait for him to finish studying or tuition or whatever...you see!!!now also im waiting for you! anyways thats all for today...sorry girls, monday i dont think i wanna go out coz i have alotta projects to do so i'll pass for now maybe next time la and im very very broke d...so thats all for now...tutu tata!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7874920510296316805?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7874920510296316805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7874920510296316805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7874920510296316805'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsd_jjuKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6uIAPqab8ZI/s1600-h/DSCN4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsd_jjuKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6uIAPqab8ZI/s200/DSCN4065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307911575746722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see....i wasn't lying....we were in the bus from jetty to jetty haha&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsdkg5a_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/0_FMAK_2chg/s1600-h/DSCN4040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsdkg5a_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/0_FMAK_2chg/s200/DSCN4040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307904316828658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate + brownie - chopper board&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsdlJw-PI/AAAAAAAAAPY/EQirqVA6Ymw/s1600-h/DSCN4039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsdlJw-PI/AAAAAAAAAPY/EQirqVA6Ymw/s200/DSCN4039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299307904488241394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black pepper chicken rice, tuna pai tee, szehuan noodle&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/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsdk00VTI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/nbQ0SaqNME4/s1600-h/DSCN4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SYrsd_jjuKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6uIAPqab8ZI/s72-c/DSCN4065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-4505265324076154001</id><published>2009-02-05T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:37:37.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like a claypot briyani... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thurday&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;more drama&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;food hunting&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;afternoon nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today...was late to class but thank godness i got away with the lateness, i think?? anyhow, i was rushing like a mad dog, dunno how many people i've honked along the way but still it took me like 10-15mins from bayan baru to college and i had to pump petrol along the way so yeah, i really cant tell how fast i was going but it was pretty damn fast.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;supposed to stay back for script reading but too much fireworks so ended up starting my car engine. (yeah that i know you cant understant what i meant but thats my point)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me and mel decided to eat elsewhere, something different, something non-chinese for a change...coz all we eat is chinese food and more chinese food...so officially bored of dimsum...so we headed to jetty. i parked my car there and we walked to kapitan..lolz was just adventurous so decided to walk and explore. we decided to eat at kapitan...my personal fav. mutton claypot briyani...for the very first time, we are nt eating chinese food lol apart from fast food. its a miracle...haha but wait here's the funniest part...as we were yaking away, i randomly joked that if we are too full we should just take the bus since there's so many passing by here to jetty lol...and u know what...WE DID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;omg, from kapitan to jetty that's like freaking near...jalan pun sudah sampai...but we were lazy, the weather was hot and it was fun to just be crazy so off we hopped into the bus.got down at jetty, mel took her luggage and i drove off...dum de dum...this time, i wasn't speeding okay..i was literally cruising haha...took my own sweet time....chillin'....went over to the dry cleaner and pick up mum's laundry and home i went...mandi and ofcoz online a bit then...boom...no phone, no msn, no facebook, no signs off human life ever for 3 hours coz i was sleeping like a stone...kaku d...im so freaking tired...thursday is my only nap time day..the one true day i can really sleeeeep coz friday no class also haha...talking abt it makes me wanna close my eyes now....i havent had a wonderful sleeping time since highschool that's for sure.. i miss skool hella loads now.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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=)'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-2219779655550581193</id><published>2009-02-03T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:56:54.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro got admitted in hospital =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cant study, im so distracted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2219779655550581193?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' 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right i wasn't worried abt the petrol, i pretty calm...coz my mum said it might last me till halfway coming home...im like ok...i'll fill it when im on the way back. so the minute she reached her office, i hopped into the driver's seat...and i saw the tank...it was E.....im so paranoid...i know it wont last me at ALL....so in order to save time i took my usual route and made a pitstop near tesco's petrol station...i forgot if its shell, or carltex...i dont really care aslong there was petrol im there....then fill in Rm50 just like my mum told me to...so wait wait wait...then i quickly speed off...my lucky day, today the roads were sooo super clear...not a single jam..so i got to class on time..hehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class was kinda boring today...not much going on but yeah...lol after class, me and mel were brainstorming on where to eat...we are kinda sick with dimsum d...so lets take a break from the usual makan spot. so after much advice and suggestions from friends...which may or may not help lol..coz in the end, we decided to just go off to gurney. went to gurney d, went 1st floor coz mel wanted to see the 'food dictionary' haha...lol directory la...looking at that list, still blank...but we somehow decided to head to chopper board...my first time there...lol i know ryt, everyone has probably been there except for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so silent in there lolz...we took pix of the interior and the food...yeah we just came out from the jungle..so what? i had this shezhuan, szeshuan, szzeeee...ahh u get it ryt,..i had that thingy noodle and ginseng tea...and pai tee..tuna pai tee...lolz...the pai tee was alryt only it wasnt tradional pai tee...and the noodles tasted like rojak kuah lol but i like the chicken thingy on the side with the mushroom stuff...mel had black pepper chicken rice...yeah eat rice with chopstick..and did i meantion, my noodles were like speggety noodles lol...it kept falling off my chopstick coz it was like soooo slippery...aduh...she also had brownie with choc ice-cream and her wonderful side garnish..lol she kept playing with it...the brownie was very soft and moist i like it...so after the food journey, off we went to popular and mph...lol surprisingly we were soo....attracted to all the 'cheap' books there...i felt like buying everything!!!I WANT!i know im greedy but i did bought 2 books...1 of them is another novel for me...hehe i havent even finished reading my 1st novel but whats the harm in stocking up...and i wanna return n get more and more books...they were all under RM20 so its worth it! and i also got a really cutey book for him....for valentino's day..lol valentine...its not really a surprise coz..im too excited abt the book that i told him...haha strange thing for me to get him coz he dont read..but i choose the one with very minimal words..very!!haha hope u like it dear...anyways enough wit the blogging, ive gotta studt for me exam 2mrw..pix will be posted tommorow!!&lt;br 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on the story line. it had a good story, very unique..an adaptation however but script wise...it gets boring at some part coz its a little too draggy...but overall, it was a nice movie..hmmm...yes still with the awful fever..sooo hot i cant sleep...suffering here..blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-2133304006922614596?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/2133304006922614596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=2133304006922614596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This sucks...i just got back from BJ to change my bloody left 4 dead cd...so yeah i swapped it for a new cd..same game...urgh...while in BJ, i realized that i've gotten a fever...now that sucks...coz im alone and was driving...neways...alls good...installing this cd is problematic but ima be patient with it. hope it works this time. I bought 'the curious case of benjamin button' been dying to watch this...and yeap...yes i know im like commiting crime eh...watever...im even cheaper than this...atleast i bought the dvd. i haven't bought any in like ages coz there's the good old youtube...yea yea...free is good aight. so shuttup...currently downloading some songs from the movie Twilight...oh yes, the soundtracks...man, the mutemath song is freaking annoying...jeez...oh yes again my cheap side is showing, yes ppl i download songs not purchase...watever...crime is a crime...lets hope none of the higher authority reads this blog or i'll be in trouble...this post sounds sooo not me lol..well im sick cant be normal ryt...btw, Rob Pattinson only looks hot in Twilight..other than that he looks soo..uhhhhh...eeee...ahhhhhhhh....lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;maybe coz he is makeup-less...geez...ive been begging my new husband...(facebook) haha...my hubby to watch this for ages...if you're reading this by, please watch Twilight &amp;amp; A walk to remember...but standy tissue papers lolz...jj...but u might need it by...hah...2weeks hun...2 weeks...hope the surprise party goes well, dont worry he would be taken away by surprise lolz...wished i could wish him...neways someday aight...do tc of urself on the road hun...love you... &lt;3&gt; this song is for you sweetheart!!!&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FddRcJwlT4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FddRcJwlT4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3303956133262630851?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3303956133262630851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3303956133262630851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3303956133262630851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3303956133262630851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/sickgametwilight.html' title='Sick+Game+Twilight'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8147009488023609638</id><published>2009-01-29T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:44:41.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thursday =)</title><content type='html'>I dont know why almost every Thursday, i'll just do something really random and unplanned lol...i guess every single post on Thursday should be called random Thursday. I believe i already have one. Anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                        *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;    ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;            **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;          *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;12pm - woke up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12-12-30pm- online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12-30pm - bathe and got dressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.30pm - online again lol (waiting for the girls)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 something pm - bad news from Shu Yee , she said plan cancel d coz of the very bad news&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.45pm - news from Steph, going ahead with the plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.10pm - driving to BJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3.20pm - walking all alone around BJ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4pm - the girls are here lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4pm- 5.15pm- walk awhile with the girls, then up i went to buy my illegal stuffs lol then back, met up with the gals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5.15pm - left BJ to fetch mum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not gonna say nemore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Came back first thing i did was pop left 4 dead into my lappy with hope to play it but end up, problems lol so have to go back to that aunty. Today was alright, pretty much a lazy day for me, had no mood to shop just wanted to get my stuff and meet up with the girls awhile lol..im soo stoned today...ofcoz i have to make an announcement&lt;br /&gt;"I Personally Went And Purchased McD"&lt;br /&gt;i know i know...didn't i hate mcd?&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile like probably 2 weeks lolz haha&lt;br /&gt;i mean its been a long time ive been with him so i kinda restrained from mcd for such a long time its time for me to rekindle the love i once had for Mcd...&lt;br /&gt;and i also must add, Shu Yee has been influenced by Steph officially with the goldness haha...my golden days are over lol now im into colour....wohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i just wanna do guy stuff lol&lt;br /&gt;laze back, play games, and be messy haha&lt;br /&gt;its tiring being a girl all the time..gosh..its a pain...the BF isn't gonna be to excited to hear this but well, somedays i gotta be ur homie and somedays i can be ur baby...rotate haha...but whatever it is, im still me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i hearing the name Juliet everywhere??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*****&lt;/span&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/1433374106502689798-8147009488023609638?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8147009488023609638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8147009488023609638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8147009488023609638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8147009488023609638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thursday.html' title='Random Thursday =)'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-8110548329846341841</id><published>2009-01-29T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:58:20.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Divya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You have a script to write, a poster to finish designing, and notes to read for your film studies exam. Please stop procrastinating, stop facebooking, stop blogging, stop msn-ing, stop being so obsessed with him, stop reading your magazines, stop playing pc games, stop spending too much time infront of the mirror and get to work. Everything is due next week and next week is just 3days away. So hurry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-8110548329846341841?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/8110548329846341841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=8110548329846341841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8110548329846341841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/8110548329846341841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/note-to-self.html' title='Note to Self'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3719773381295840293</id><published>2009-01-28T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:59:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heal my food obsession! Feed me! Deviler this to me! Whatever! I NEED it..all!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/96/11/vanilla-flan-ck-520239-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 184px;" src="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/ck/96/11/vanilla-flan-ck-520239-x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vanilla-caramel flan....Do i need to say more?I need this..NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kingedward.co.uk/images/ultimate2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 156px;" src="http://www.kingedward.co.uk/images/ultimate2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kenny Roger's jacket potato...Craving for it eversince i saw a potato lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d0.biggestmenu.com/00/00/5b/1f5629dd857c3450_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 157px;" src="http://d0.biggestmenu.com/00/00/5b/1f5629dd857c3450_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starbucks Green Tea Latte...Been craving for days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://akukambing.dagdigdug.com/files/2008/05/lamb-chop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://akukambing.dagdigdug.com/files/2008/05/lamb-chop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lamb Chop - Gawwwd...i want this so badly..RIBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jajanan.com/files/image/steak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 155px;" src="http://www.jajanan.com/files/image/steak1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grilled Steak....I'd die to have this right now!&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/1433374106502689798-3719773381295840293?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3719773381295840293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3719773381295840293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3719773381295840293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3719773381295840293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/heal-my-food-obsession-feed-me-deviler.html' title='Heal my food obsession! Feed me! Deviler this to me! Whatever! I NEED it..all!!'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-7785783660575184592</id><published>2009-01-27T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:44:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ur tooth, my tooth....u pain, i pain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant stop reading &lt;a href="http://joshuaryan24.blogspot.com/2009/01/february-14th.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog. i think its been more than a million times. but everytime i read it, it still feels like the first time. 17days to go honey...i wished time would pass faster this time so i could be with you. i truly missed u hun...you have no idea how crazy i am, or maybe u do haha...who else would wish her tooth would hurt just coz her hubby's tooth aches? haha i cant stand hearing u whine about ur aching tooth la by. if only with my tooth aching now, i could lessen ur pain but not rite??haha...i know, u think im crazy..well im crazy like u by...ahh when can i see u la...ive been asking for so long by....plz la....plz..PLZ!!!!!!!!!hehe go la u, wanna watch ur alibaba konon...what kinda show izzat la adui...weird fella la u...by, i wanna eat mcd...lets go..ok ???ok???? and the movies too...awww tq...my treat this time since i just came back from CNY haha...u be the gf this time, and i be the bf hehe...love u sayang.i know this is such a random post but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i MISS u&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-7785783660575184592?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/7785783660575184592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=7785783660575184592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7785783660575184592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/7785783660575184592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/ur-tooth-my-toothu-pain-i-pain.html' title='ur tooth, my tooth....u pain, i pain...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-380317673335816502</id><published>2009-01-27T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:49:34.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divya Expressionism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what..im irritated..so damn irritated to the point of 'no point'..you see here's the scoop...i dont know how long has it been, probably since last December or November...there has been this particular person calling me/msging nonstop. Although this is not the first time, some unknown pathetic phsyco been doing this to me, but this fella doesnt know when to stop..like ever. i've never entertained his calls or msgs despite the number of times he kept calling and calling, but still he doesn't get bored or fed up of disturbing me, somehow....*toot* you! why can't you just leave me alone? why cant you stop calling me??why cant you stop msging me???why??????i hope your fingers kenan chopped then you know!!!eee...how many times d i was tempted to send him back some very rude msgs but control coz my hubby said dont layan him. he's irritating la, the most irritating prank caller of all time. you know why?? he sends like 1000 msgs in a day, everyday without fail he will send a msg...and all his msgs are almost the same...and then, he will tell me he doesnt have a girl friend..hello???do i look like i give a flying *toot* ah whether u have a gf or not..the worst part is u cant even spell girl friend...you spell it as gril friend...argh no wonder u dont have any you pathetic useless sickhead *toot*...and today, i saw the even more pathetic side of him, read his msg "saya accident teruk" bloddy hell, the first thing that ran to my mind was.....(i cant even say it here, its too mean...karma karma)pathetic fella la...omg...im like very very pissed off now but im just tryna control control..wooo...breathe divya, breathe....in , out, in, out....waaaa....im calm, calm.....calm as the river....i know, not for long one...if i really cant tahan d, i think im gonna bagi this fella a piece of his crap...eee, and hope he gets lost ASAP or i will wish for worse things upon this idiot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-380317673335816502?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/380317673335816502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=380317673335816502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/380317673335816502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/380317673335816502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/divya-expressionism.html' title='Divya Expressionism'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-3333907217405815983</id><published>2009-01-27T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:41:22.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8AEUdvzsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0_hQniS9wng/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8AEUdvzsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0_hQniS9wng/s320/DSC00515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295951761023946434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8AEYgDPZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-IKdMR8xSZM/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8AEYgDPZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-IKdMR8xSZM/s320/DSC00516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295951762107350418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still the same orange cupcake lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8ADlhJ_PI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lfaso9rh3oQ/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8ADlhJ_PI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lfaso9rh3oQ/s320/DSC00521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295951748421778674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yummy lime cheese cupcake with cream cheese topping..oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4nN4HSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G3XuKD7Cjjc/s1600-h/PICT0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4nN4HSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G3XuKD7Cjjc/s320/PICT0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295950460387597602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daryl's bday cake...kinda became mine also in the end haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4gAaPII/AAAAAAAAAN4/7693kkm1Ol4/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4gAaPII/AAAAAAAAAN4/7693kkm1Ol4/s320/PICT0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295950458452065410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;le BBQ pit..my work space hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4QNocSI/AAAAAAAAANw/zuyK-WmUH2A/s1600-h/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX7-4QNocSI/AAAAAAAAANw/zuyK-WmUH2A/s320/PICT0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295950454212555042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im feelin' hungry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-3333907217405815983?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/3333907217405815983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=3333907217405815983&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3333907217405815983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/3333907217405815983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/orange-cupcake-still-same-orange.html' title=''/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/SX8AEUdvzsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/0_hQniS9wng/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433374106502689798.post-1910649958776351539</id><published>2009-01-27T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:46:27.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not enough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;hah...im back from my tiny little CNY celebration at my grandma's place...ate so much la...and i baked so much too...this year, CNY was very different compared to all the other CNY's before...my little bro's bday fall on Sunday, the eve of CNY so instead of the tradional so-called reunion dinner, things were different..grandma decided to throw a small partay for me bro...so once again, my skills as a chef is very much needed...time to marinate the chicken and bbq it the next day...i love bbq-ing at my grandma's place....soooo spacious and just nice...the enviroment and all....ate so much i could barely move btw...and i also did some baking...just so you know, i do know how to bake ok..without parental guidance k....i made orange cupcake and lime cheese cupcake with creamy chessy topping..oooo that was delish..my little bro loved it so much, he ate most of it...hehe bangga! This year i also collected alot more ang pau...i mean the quantity is bigger hehe coz my bday was on the 15th so everyone just gave me double..for CNY &amp;amp; Bday..cool!!my grandma's house was so freaking packed la...with my mum n us, and my uncle and his wife thank god my other uncle's house was just beside my grandma's or else we are all gonna suffocate in there...anyways, i wished i could stay longer coz i wanna eat haha...i know im such a pig..so what!!! when im there, whatever i wanna eat, just tell grandma and she will make it...so nice....if i wanna bake cake or cookie watever just go and find for ingredients..she stocks everything and has everything i'll ever need to bake...so nice...now im back to my food-less home aiya..i already felt hungry the moment i crossed penang bridge...damn...but all in all, i missed someone very badly and im glad to be back...i miss my sweetheart...by, i love ur post...its so sweet..thank u so much hun...hope to see you soon...tc of that teeth of urs lol..mwax...wished that he was there with me to celebrate CNY..but maybe next time, ryt by??hehe hope everyone had a great CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1433374106502689798-1910649958776351539?l=cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/feeds/1910649958776351539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1433374106502689798&amp;postID=1910649958776351539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1910649958776351539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1433374106502689798/posts/default/1910649958776351539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiesncreambydivya.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-enough.html' title='not enough...'/><author><name>Divya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00298490705654858316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UyU7-0UF8EY/Szo6gw9hcAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KEJ0wrx9Dso/S220/P1000553.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
