<?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-2163624826301911550</id><updated>2011-12-31T09:21:10.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone is special</title><subtitle type='html'>Each of us is unique.. so why compare?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3510555104574299906</id><published>2011-06-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:26:27.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last run</title><content type='html'>Its 8.51am on a fine Wednesday. Jes is off to exam hall for her last paper. Mine is at 2pm and thus here I am, awake, and still lazing around before I start the engine to get everything into my tiny lil brain before 1pm. I promise to do so after I finish writing this post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a lil nervous for the paper later but all that I can think of is what an amazing day tomorrow will be. Anyhow, I will still need to focus on what's up in a couple of hours time. One last run and I want to use every fiber and muscle in my body to make sure I complete it with victory!!!!!!!!!!!Just like him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                        &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fTeigaRK0c/Tgpi56QIB4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/gSxrJJ28uT0/s400/02_nick_symmonds_running.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623415831754442626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ciao. Will be back here soon...hopefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3510555104574299906?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3510555104574299906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3510555104574299906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3510555104574299906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3510555104574299906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-run.html' title='Last run'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2fTeigaRK0c/Tgpi56QIB4I/AAAAAAAAAbs/gSxrJJ28uT0/s72-c/02_nick_symmonds_running.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8618967813327131615</id><published>2011-06-17T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T17:44:56.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlaVS0lo9Og/Tfv02yXjmcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/aeQLpqWjFvY/s1600/exam.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlaVS0lo9Og/Tfv02yXjmcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/aeQLpqWjFvY/s400/exam.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619354182145513922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's officially 18 of June. I am here revising for the last time for this afternoon's paper. Jes is off for her morning paper. Hopefully she is widely awake and knows how to do most of the question. Another day closer to finishing exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8618967813327131615?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8618967813327131615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8618967813327131615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8618967813327131615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8618967813327131615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-day.html' title='It&apos;s the Day'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlaVS0lo9Og/Tfv02yXjmcI/AAAAAAAAAbk/aeQLpqWjFvY/s72-c/exam.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5660655129061248753</id><published>2011-06-14T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T05:02:58.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sponge Bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I want to be Spongebob. Made of sponge so that I can just boil my notes and submerged myself in it like a hot bath. I need that to happen as there are so much to study..Gosh. Pharmacotherapeutics theory is so intimidating. I want to be Spongebob!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CczukJIZvGw/TfdNCqywPII/AAAAAAAAAbc/H5rcNfVoxUs/s400/spongebob_backgrounds_for_computer_1277963918.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618043768410225794" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5660655129061248753?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5660655129061248753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5660655129061248753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5660655129061248753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5660655129061248753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/06/sponge-bob.html' title='Sponge Bob'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CczukJIZvGw/TfdNCqywPII/AAAAAAAAAbc/H5rcNfVoxUs/s72-c/spongebob_backgrounds_for_computer_1277963918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5625669439363323698</id><published>2011-05-29T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:31:06.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>9 minutes to class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Winter&lt;/span&gt;..By season, there is a few days left. By temperature, it is gradually getting to winter day temperatures. I remembered it was about 6 degrees celcius last night. Thank God for a warm home. Anyways, I just randomly want to share a few tips on keeping ourselves warm during this exciting season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Drink a 100 degree celcius drink&lt;/span&gt; and it will instantly make you feel 10 degrees warmer. I totally got that this morning as I was late and tried to finish up the whole cup of hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wear a thick jacket&lt;/span&gt;. Preferably water proof as it tends to rain more in this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have a really &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thick blanket&lt;/span&gt;. It keeps you warm throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For the ladies, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boots are awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Just got myself a pair of boots and I realized it can really make me feel warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you dont have a thick jacket, go get one. The problem is that, those really good-looking ones can be quite costly. Thus one way to save on that is to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hibernate under the blanket&lt;/span&gt; all the time. The weather, makes you eat more, exercise less, sleep more and becomes fatter thats for sure. To be honest, I dont have a really thick one. My blanket is really good at keeping me warm though. However, hibernating there is not such a good idea especially when daddy is paying fees in Aussie Dollar which is crazily high nowadays. So the only thing I can do is layered-up..It's working well so far. I still manage to escape sickness after 2 winters. Not even a common cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, winter is still great. But I still prefer &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Autumn or Spring&lt;/span&gt;. That is because the temperature is just nice. A thin jacket will do the job. Thongs will be alright too..You wont feel like your toes were about to drop off. Other than that, it just makes going to the beach more inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this post is about Winter. So just say &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HELLO to the single digit temperatures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done! 0 minutes to lecture. Have to run!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5625669439363323698?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5625669439363323698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5625669439363323698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5625669439363323698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5625669439363323698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/05/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-847509671382793097</id><published>2011-05-23T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:46:45.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Weekend Getaway</title><content type='html'>After weeks of assignments and tests due, my housemates and I suddenly came out with a random idea to spend a weekend in Melbourne. Air ticket was super cheap. It only costs us $30 for return tickets and so we just spontaneously and randomly agree to that crazy idea. Eventhough it was just a 48 hours trip, it was fun...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mEdUsh3Lug/TdpjtZo0VFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/3lOb4xViyho/s400/IMAG0349.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905917470725202" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brighton beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The houses along that beach&lt;/b&gt;. Each of us pick the one we love most. The one in the middle and the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTmzt1hu0Zo/Tdpj-1GplTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b-4DqyDA2nQ/s400/IMAG0342.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609906216901383474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bU-QFnvl7sw/TdpjdyhGkeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/sP7ZJeiQVK0/s400/IMAG0343.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905649271345634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPoUBbsXs2A/Tdpjc_52lNI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oTiq2WqaVuc/s1600/IMAG0344.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPoUBbsXs2A/Tdpjc_52lNI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oTiq2WqaVuc/s400/IMAG0344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905635684947154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPoUBbsXs2A/Tdpjc_52lNI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oTiq2WqaVuc/s1600/IMAG0344.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Huan's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SzeChuan food. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljiR46jMtbc/TdpjcdVZNbI/AAAAAAAAAao/AQfp9nlPeu4/s1600/IMAG0360.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljiR46jMtbc/TdpjcdVZNbI/AAAAAAAAAao/AQfp9nlPeu4/s400/IMAG0360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905626405221810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pot full of chillis on top..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ljiR46jMtbc/TdpjcdVZNbI/AAAAAAAAAao/AQfp9nlPeu4/s1600/IMAG0360.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xopakRqlsKY/TdpjcnA2-WI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2WQ0SGNUY_M/s400/IMAG0358.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905629003446626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excited about the spicy-ness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy8CF6KkYR0/TdpjcFTYVdI/AAAAAAAAAag/UbvQKWTbrJQ/s1600/IMAG0339.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy8CF6KkYR0/TdpjcFTYVdI/AAAAAAAAAag/UbvQKWTbrJQ/s400/IMAG0339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905619954324946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milk does help. It helped me with the hot and spicy flavours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-847509671382793097?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/847509671382793097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=847509671382793097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/847509671382793097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/847509671382793097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfect-weekend-getaway.html' title='Perfect Weekend Getaway'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2mEdUsh3Lug/TdpjtZo0VFI/AAAAAAAAAbI/3lOb4xViyho/s72-c/IMAG0349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1303262275563428871</id><published>2011-05-16T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T04:51:55.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 10 degrees celsius</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's mid May right now. It's meant to be still Autumn but the temperature is almost of winter..When it was still autumn, everything were nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mount Lofty Botanic Garden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S0jZxogeBI/TdEMa0nLLGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kB0N-JzML8M/s1600/IMAG0292.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCMo6GoqzLc/TdELy7j95FI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qP-tIdnvXCI/s1600/IMAG0286.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCMo6GoqzLc/TdELy7j95FI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qP-tIdnvXCI/s400/IMAG0286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275980662891602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scenery was unbelievable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCMo6GoqzLc/TdELy7j95FI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qP-tIdnvXCI/s1600/IMAG0286.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9fzQcqGM24/TdELyek4QNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3jiEs0KUg5M/s1600/IMAG0278.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9fzQcqGM24/TdELyek4QNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3jiEs0KUg5M/s400/IMAG0278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275972882088146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ngIyHJiKvDc/TdEMaooEZSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-ka7l1lnUkE/s400/IMAG0291.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607276662774588706" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dangerous but attractive looking mushroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9fzQcqGM24/TdELyek4QNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3jiEs0KUg5M/s1600/IMAG0278.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNM_9nGy90U/TdELxQzT2aI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DhlR6og_l8M/s1600/IMAG0273.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNM_9nGy90U/TdELxQzT2aI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DhlR6og_l8M/s400/IMAG0273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275952004651426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNM_9nGy90U/TdELxQzT2aI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DhlR6og_l8M/s1600/IMAG0273.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The different shades of green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rn9t0-Q2XgU/TdELGro5IPI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Jj1CgazWHn4/s400/IMAG0272.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275220474339570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9S0jZxogeBI/TdEMa0nLLGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/kB0N-JzML8M/s400/IMAG0292.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607276665992064098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-o7aMIBmXM/TdEMbm56nLI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fG573_N7wWo/s400/IMAG0296.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607276679492443314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhZuTxQZ1Bk/TdELxjMjZxI/AAAAAAAAAZY/rCsH8ixsw50/s400/IMAG0275.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275956942366482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little of fun while having a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2e865f6072022d0e" 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://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e865f6072022d0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330332871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11116112B619E55AC5DB72909D800C5BC28F27C4.1E7AAA865C1BE0BE8CB7E13F4118E38266977408%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e865f6072022d0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbK0lqfMbdQUOQzuMN7eKO4G3xa4&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://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e865f6072022d0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330332871%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11116112B619E55AC5DB72909D800C5BC28F27C4.1E7AAA865C1BE0BE8CB7E13F4118E38266977408%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e865f6072022d0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbK0lqfMbdQUOQzuMN7eKO4G3xa4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTKIh_YjO6c/TdEMadKxOuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HnoWzf87gco/s400/IMAG0288.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607276659698907874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After rolling down, we saw this!! LOL..It was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glenelg.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-USMQ0iFNVSM/TdELHsgRhXI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oRw_MLwdgV0/s400/IMAG0250.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275237886494066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ever peaceful looking Glenelg, a nice beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4vwi5NLapw/TdELHQJMQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/zySzkwFxdpw/s400/IMAG0261.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275230273487698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for Fish and Chips..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32cY6-CJ_fM/TdELHPPWTgI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ye3mCtoHW98/s400/IMAG0248.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275230030876162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJ62pBq-58c/TdELG4FE8gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/jX79I-r-gOM/s400/IMAG0247.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607275223813779970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the sand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great collection of pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1303262275563428871?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1303262275563428871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1303262275563428871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1303262275563428871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1303262275563428871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-10-degrees-celsius.html' title='It&apos;s 10 degrees celsius'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCMo6GoqzLc/TdELy7j95FI/AAAAAAAAAZw/qP-tIdnvXCI/s72-c/IMAG0286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4353666595135272139</id><published>2011-05-15T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T06:00:37.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>Only as high as you reach can you grow, only as far as you seek can you get, only as deep as you look can you see, only as much as you dream can you be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4353666595135272139?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4353666595135272139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4353666595135272139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4353666595135272139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4353666595135272139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/05/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5488115396461290616</id><published>2011-05-12T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:40:18.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhh....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever realize that there are things that you just couldn't say? Well, I have a lot of those. Things that should only be kept in the heart because I know, once I let it out, it might explode and be a disaster.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for now and maybe till death, I will lock those thoughts in my heart and not let anyone else know. Silence shall be the secret code to success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5488115396461290616?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5488115396461290616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5488115396461290616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5488115396461290616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5488115396461290616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/05/shhh.html' title='Shhh....'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4163154932229470640</id><published>2011-04-27T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T19:40:35.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>28th of April. My day is screwed from the minute I left the house. Walked halfway to realized that I forgotten my calculator that is necessary in the test I am going to now. Called my friend but she did not pick up as she is in class. Continue walking to find the door of Brookman Hall closed. Isn't the exam carried out there? Why is the door closed? Then as I opened the door, I see a hall full of people sitting down attentively writing. I walked towards an empty table which happens to be infront and sat down. With my heart pumping at perhaps 180 beats per minute, I took out my pen and started reading the question and writing down the answer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not have enough time to think through everything so I don't think I did well or as I hope to do. Anyway, now I have to get over it and start working on my other report. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stumble? It's ok. As long as you know how to stand up again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4163154932229470640?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4163154932229470640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4163154932229470640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4163154932229470640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4163154932229470640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/04/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8754343360163873244</id><published>2011-04-17T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T01:35:04.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Botanic Garden &amp; Morialta Park</title><content type='html'>A nice walk and hike during the holidays. Let the picture do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OfOaqqGhLQQ/TaqkkNo8AhI/AAAAAAAAAXs/qwt3-w05FgI/s1600/IMAG0170.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuK8-h4mTck/Taqkj3vt_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RIfoCFZrUio/s1600/IMAG0186.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuK8-h4mTck/Taqkj3vt_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RIfoCFZrUio/s400/IMAG0186.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596466423127735698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Botanic Garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuK8-h4mTck/Taqkj3vt_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RIfoCFZrUio/s1600/IMAG0186.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9kwIcRuIgI/Taqj9vAGx4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/ha1FsuIjyKM/s400/IMAG0187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465767945521026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mini garden along Torrens River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_rr1vHtiPo/TaqkjiXgF7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/ChFPywOM9E8/s1600/IMAG0217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_rr1vHtiPo/TaqkjiXgF7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/ChFPywOM9E8/s400/IMAG0217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596466417389017010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_rr1vHtiPo/TaqkjiXgF7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/ChFPywOM9E8/s1600/IMAG0217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to the first fall in Morialta Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z66U4LQe9Jw/TaqkjBukSaI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hxpj9jHv0ls/s1600/IMAG0203.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z66U4LQe9Jw/TaqkjBukSaI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hxpj9jHv0ls/s400/IMAG0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596466408627390882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z66U4LQe9Jw/TaqkjBukSaI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hxpj9jHv0ls/s1600/IMAG0203.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking towards the light. A good shot from Jes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZzZHN3g-1A/TaqkjFmycbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/L7c8M84EGoU/s1600/IMAG0201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZzZHN3g-1A/TaqkjFmycbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/L7c8M84EGoU/s400/IMAG0201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596466409668506034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZzZHN3g-1A/TaqkjFmycbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/L7c8M84EGoU/s1600/IMAG0201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the tiring hike up to Third fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RgRa65GhEKg/Taqj9LQ1OFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yT1MbNrak40/s1600/IMAG0183.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RgRa65GhEKg/Taqj9LQ1OFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yT1MbNrak40/s400/IMAG0183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465758351997010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RgRa65GhEKg/Taqj9LQ1OFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/yT1MbNrak40/s1600/IMAG0183.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jes didnt dare to stand too close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng6QIubasp8/Taqj88R67_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/CC-xPj7m3QM/s1600/IMAG0174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng6QIubasp8/Taqj88R67_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/CC-xPj7m3QM/s400/IMAG0174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465754330034162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ng6QIubasp8/Taqj88R67_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/CC-xPj7m3QM/s1600/IMAG0174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just the three of us during a random boat ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCkKg51OsdU/Taqj8rmRbYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T95GZ-rT3rY/s1600/IMAG0207.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCkKg51OsdU/Taqj8rmRbYI/AAAAAAAAAWk/T95GZ-rT3rY/s400/IMAG0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596465749851991426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jes looking good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too lazy to put up all the photos. Here are just some of them..&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/2163624826301911550-8754343360163873244?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8754343360163873244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8754343360163873244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8754343360163873244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8754343360163873244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/04/botanic-garden-morialta-park.html' title='Botanic Garden &amp; Morialta Park'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuK8-h4mTck/Taqkj3vt_ZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RIfoCFZrUio/s72-c/IMAG0186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-10781336626192503</id><published>2011-04-13T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T04:04:36.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Other Way</title><content type='html'>Updates to my previous post!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday had officially began and it's actually the 5th already. It wasn't exactly productive. But it's time to relax before the second half of the semester kicks in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing from the previous post was about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;work&lt;/span&gt;. Let me tell you what happened. Before that, I shall turn the clock back to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4 months back&lt;/span&gt; when I first reached Malaysia. It was one fine afternoon when I decided to go to pharmacies to ask if I can have work experience there. I got my job from the second pharmacy I visited. That was the great as it was close to mum's office so she don't have much to complain about. I was really lucky as I just walked in without resume or anything and the boss just said 'Alright' to me. And now, I am back here looking for work experience in pharmacies, I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no other way but to do the same&lt;/span&gt;. However, I am more prepared this time round. I printed my CV and resume and went to pharmacies to see if they are willing to accept me. This time round, it's not that easy. I visited pharmacies in city and in suburbs. I guess it's really because of the competition, all of them took my resume and told me they will contact me later if it's available. That is only like a polite way of saying&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 'No'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, as I was visiting the pharmacies in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;North Adelaide&lt;/span&gt;, a suburb that is close to where I stay, my luck just boosted-up. One of the pharmacy said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;yes&lt;/span&gt; to me and told me to go in on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think they will pay me but that's not a problem for me anymore. Sometimes, it meant that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you need to sacrifice something before you can achieve something even bigger&lt;/span&gt;. Having to be able to work in a pharmacy will help me so much in my resume and in looking for a job in future. For the record, I went into&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 8 pharmacies&lt;/span&gt; before succeeding. Therefore, there is seriously &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no other way than to persevere on and not give-up! Always believe in yourself and know that you can get what you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Thank God for that and I promised myself that I will take this opportunity seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vietnamese food&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow and I am excited!! Apparently, we are going to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 Vietnamese restaurant&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow! One for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;durian smoothie&lt;/span&gt; which my friend strongly recommended and the other one for the extra delicious &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pork balls cold rolls&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday is just so NICE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-10781336626192503?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/10781336626192503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=10781336626192503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/10781336626192503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/10781336626192503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-other-way.html' title='No Other Way'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3850276654773648738</id><published>2011-04-01T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:07:38.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, this is a random post. Done with my report and test and just one more to go before the holiday kicks in. Wohoo. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, who doesn't get excited about holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apart from all that, in the midst of the thought of having a relaxing and enjoyable holiday, I am actually also in the midst of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;looking for job&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know. I guess that's cause work experience is really important in Australia unlike Malaysia. Correct me if I am wrong, but, in Malaysia, no student really work part-time unless they are having financial problem. Over here, if you don't work or have nothing impressive to put on your resume, you are missing out. Perhaps, you won't even get a chance to get to the interview stage. That's way, I really really hope to be able to find one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now, let me tell you the progress. I found this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;UniLife&lt;/span&gt; casual job notice the other day so I tried that out. Sent in my cover letter and stuffs and guess what, the guy replied me and offered an interview. Met him on Thursday and I do find him a little cute. He is really friendly and nice. And the best thing is, he said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt; and I got the job. Well, that's just a casual work but it is at least a good start. That job involves talking to people so I guess I can say that I have a strong communication skill which is vital for a pharmacist. Sent in a couple of resumes and CV to pharmacies and I hope to have something. I know it's going to be hard but I am not giving up. I will work for it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Alright now, took pictures of some&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; random stuffs &lt;/span&gt;so just going to post it up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqmswvCJC4k/TZXoFffZpjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KiAUy6rTbLc/s1600/IMAG0128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqmswvCJC4k/TZXoFffZpjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KiAUy6rTbLc/s400/IMAG0128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629693500532274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a random sister photo and to the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JjRGHy5IVlI/TZXoFjCDxMI/AAAAAAAAAWU/WQ2zCMZdxNA/s400/IMAG0134.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629694451205314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are pianos placed randomly in Adelaide City. The pink one near City Weat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9p7O7nNTFKc/TZXoFzlVi4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/PZefGJhPYzE/s400/IMAG0135.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629698894138242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jes playing the piano as directed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SegL6gztxFU/TZXnosziQUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/S5i1tjlKZ44/s1600/IMAG0098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SegL6gztxFU/TZXnosziQUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/S5i1tjlKZ44/s400/IMAG0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629198858436930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SegL6gztxFU/TZXnosziQUI/AAAAAAAAAV0/S5i1tjlKZ44/s1600/IMAG0098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another piano..This is near City East which is my campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47IMOIZD7eA/TZXnoS8JgWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/DiCDC6flJSU/s1600/IMAG0122.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9WdPR0iDYs/TZXnnt9ygPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5jhiDxrnJj8/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9WdPR0iDYs/TZXnnt9ygPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5jhiDxrnJj8/s400/IMAG0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629181990011122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed I love my family. Isn't the little thing adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9WdPR0iDYs/TZXnnt9ygPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5jhiDxrnJj8/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47IMOIZD7eA/TZXnoS8JgWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/DiCDC6flJSU/s400/IMAG0122.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629191915241826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its written 'YEONGAILOW is family'. Its the surname of my household. Love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEBNa43VQBg/TZXoFL7-pPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/SqfiMDVp738/s400/IMAG0124.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629688251688178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little sotong found in a bag of ikan bilis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9WdPR0iDYs/TZXnnt9ygPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5jhiDxrnJj8/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y6HKI5ucVYU/TZXno2gPUWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2P-6KjxnYKA/s400/IMAG0126.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590629201461858658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant tell how small they are from the previous post? Well, compare it with the ikan bilis head then. So cute and funny so I just have to capture it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9WdPR0iDYs/TZXnnt9ygPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5jhiDxrnJj8/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. XOXO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3850276654773648738?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3850276654773648738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3850276654773648738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3850276654773648738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3850276654773648738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/04/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eqmswvCJC4k/TZXoFffZpjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/KiAUy6rTbLc/s72-c/IMAG0128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-873785292396061882</id><published>2011-03-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:12:44.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;week 3&lt;/span&gt; in Uni now and it's Thursday already and that means even week 3 is coming to an end. I have a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;report&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;draft&lt;/span&gt; due next week and I am far from done. I am actually supposed to at least complete the report this week so I can formulate my product during practical tomorrow but that report is far from done. I dont know what to do. I just think the report is too difficult for my academic level. My brain just cant do it. Anyways, other than the report, I have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;test&lt;/span&gt; coming up in Week 5 and week 6 respectively. But I am not quite worried about that as I know after the report and draft is done, I can totally focus on that and I dont think it would be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the week I am looking forward to now. It's &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that would be 2 weeks. Cant wait yo. I guess what dad says is true. Living a student life is rather comfortable. Study for 7 weeks then you get a 2 weeks break. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please please pray for diligence in completing my report and to persevere on till the upcoming holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update this real soon to write things other than studies as this is getting more boring. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-873785292396061882?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/873785292396061882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=873785292396061882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/873785292396061882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/873785292396061882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/03/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3304806609087094134</id><published>2011-03-10T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:07:24.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers on Keyboard</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but I just felt like typing something down here. I don't really have a point I want to focus on so it would most probably be like reading my babbles. In University now and I am supposed to research for my practical so I can get my report done. But guess what, I dont like doing that. I dont mind practical but report is just not my thing. I am really not good at it. Probably I should say I am really bad at it. Anyways, I should just continue right, cause the internet at home is not working yet. Gosh, I hate TPG. Why cant they come like asap to fix the line. Not being able to online at home makes me really grumpy. I cant do any work at home. So, life at home is really good now. I go home to cook, eat then games. Later at night movies. After all that, I will go to bed. haha. Sounds so good but also because of that my pile of work is building up day by day. Gosh. Everything is due in 2 weeks and I am so going to work my ass off starting this weekend even if the internet is not working at home yet. I will go to Uni to do it and I wont mind even if its till late night.I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a group meeting in 30minutes. Hopefully its not going to be weird. Well, I know the guy but I have never talked to him. Then the other 2 girls, well, what can I say? I dont really like them as the first impression they gave me wasnt that great after all. It makes me think they are last minute workers and right now, I dont really appreciate it as there are tests coming up and I dont want to do this at the 11th hour when I need to study for the tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life now cause I live with great people. It feels so so good!! Had soup yesterday and I was awesome. I felt like I am at home. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok done babling. *Close blog and continue researching*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3304806609087094134?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3304806609087094134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3304806609087094134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3304806609087094134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3304806609087094134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/03/fingers-on-keyboard.html' title='Fingers on Keyboard'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3884801720563655075</id><published>2011-02-21T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T23:43:19.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ox Tongue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gy5DsR2lfAw/TWNoi9717RI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3XXVI7b7TOA/s1600/ox%2Btongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576415713565207826" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gy5DsR2lfAw/TWNoi9717RI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3XXVI7b7TOA/s400/ox%2Btongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title itself grossed you out? Look at the dish on top, it doesnt look that bad, does it? Anyways, the I tried this the last time I went to Melbourne. It's a restaurant named Menya and Ox Tongue rice is one of their specialty dish. I thought it would taste disgusting too but I mean, just give it a try. Why not right? Once I put that into my mouth, the flavours were so great that I fell in love with it since then. Going to Melbourne again tomorrow before Uni starts this year. Can't wait to eat that again!! Yum.Yum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3884801720563655075?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3884801720563655075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3884801720563655075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3884801720563655075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3884801720563655075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/02/ox-tongue.html' title='Ox Tongue'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gy5DsR2lfAw/TWNoi9717RI/AAAAAAAAAVU/3XXVI7b7TOA/s72-c/ox%2Btongue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-382523851666311635</id><published>2011-02-18T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:31:39.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scdx6BGxiLM/TV6CHMQyqII/AAAAAAAAAVE/MYkAPd-NnKI/s1600/thumbnailCA01S0U6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575036448793602178" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scdx6BGxiLM/TV6CHMQyqII/AAAAAAAAAVE/MYkAPd-NnKI/s400/thumbnailCA01S0U6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12.58am and I am now in the computer area in Uni because I got locked out of my apartment. Basically, I left the key in the apartment and sadly, I will have to wait till 9am before I can call my landlord so that she can bring the spare key to open the door for me. Hopefully she dont charge me for that. Oh well, I have another 8 hours to go and I am already feeling hungry and tired. Just wana sleep. But I believe I can get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: People, please remember to bring your keys out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-382523851666311635?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/382523851666311635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=382523851666311635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/382523851666311635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/382523851666311635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/02/unlocked.html' title='Unlocked'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scdx6BGxiLM/TV6CHMQyqII/AAAAAAAAAVE/MYkAPd-NnKI/s72-c/thumbnailCA01S0U6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5550175498336263442</id><published>2011-02-14T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:16:21.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Worry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT0pmjXgWJk/TVkcsfk82HI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lui8yzvNbiI/s1600/n583668103_1210302_4172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573517564564002930" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT0pmjXgWJk/TVkcsfk82HI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lui8yzvNbiI/s400/n583668103_1210302_4172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrRJoq_LKqw/TVkcsTZYpXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GY_n2oNqM84/s1600/24295_353064081205_749306205_5312999_2698526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573517561294267762" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrRJoq_LKqw/TVkcsTZYpXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GY_n2oNqM84/s400/24295_353064081205_749306205_5312999_2698526_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Valentine's day and what's wrong if I choose to express my love to my family instead of to a guy? Right? I am kinda worried today as I got a text from Mum saying that she is in the hospital. Well, she started not feeling really well yesterday complaining of chest pain and I joked about it. I told her it must be because I am not around anymore. Apparently that doesnt seem to be the case as the symptoms continues today. So I think she went for a check up or something. She texted me later today again saying she is out of the hospital. Anyhow, I am still rather worried. Just hopefully everything is really alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seriously, the person I love the most on earth is definitely my MUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5550175498336263442?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5550175498336263442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5550175498336263442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5550175498336263442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5550175498336263442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-and-worry.html' title='Love and Worry'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT0pmjXgWJk/TVkcsfk82HI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lui8yzvNbiI/s72-c/n583668103_1210302_4172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-743322938791095273</id><published>2011-02-13T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T03:27:57.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;First and foremost!- Dear &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yamashita,&lt;/span&gt; sorry for not updating this blog since I am back in Malaysia. Life is too good back there. Hah. Blog is like so unimportant then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13/02/2011&lt;/span&gt; and I am finally back to Oz land. This time, the feeling sucks. It's my first time &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;flying alone&lt;/span&gt; all the way without friends. Transiting alone and just doing everything alone. An Australian man sat next to me during the flight and he seems to be a really nice guy. He offered me some biscuits and we chit chatted a bit. But when I transitted back to Adelaide, there was no one next to me so the feeling is slightly worse. But thank God I am back here in one piece without depression. Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's recap on what has been happening for the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;past 2 months while I am back home&lt;/span&gt;. Believe or not, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I worked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's not my first job but I would say it's my first serious job. I did not leave after the first few days but managed to persevere on for the whole promised 2 months. Well, I am proud that I did that. A 8.30am to 6pm job is quite long hour. Had to sacrifice all the fun of life. Had to turn down friends' late meet-ups. Had to skip lunch with family. But believe it or not, the outcome was more than what I would have expected. I've learnt so much from my colleagues and from my boss. Bless them for being so patient with me. I've got to say, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am totally a slow learner and I make mistakes all the time&lt;/span&gt; but still, I wasn't kicked out. Get to learn stuffs, get to know people, get to see people and get paid. Isn't it just great? Just a photo of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_72HLWz_3Q/TVe9GixafzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ED0IVvmVtgc/s1600/168367_1709952142846_1059380714_31914925_1640798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtIKz9y5WOE/TVe950tpOOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ayuid_OA-fI/s1600/168367_1709952142846_1059380714_31914925_1640798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573131864994560226" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtIKz9y5WOE/TVe950tpOOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ayuid_OA-fI/s400/168367_1709952142846_1059380714_31914925_1640798_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough with work. Of course, the great celebration at home. It's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt;. Gong Xi Gong Xi into the year of Rabbit. It's a great oppurtunity to meet all my cousins who are backed from KL and to just &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;talk and laugh and eat and gamble.&lt;/span&gt; Well, did not gamble alot this year so my gamble account is still negative. But it's not about the money. It's about each others' company that lifts up the whole environment. Did not manage to upload pictures taken from Mum's family so pictures below are cousins from Dad's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsXf1E_d8Yg/TVe9G2f6J4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/zJvxLI83csw/s1600/DSC06261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130989300492162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsXf1E_d8Yg/TVe9G2f6J4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/zJvxLI83csw/s320/DSC06261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The group- in their house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6PrjfatOlc/TVe9G4PjyuI/AAAAAAAAAUU/USR2yeqDKUU/s1600/DSC06265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130989768788706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6PrjfatOlc/TVe9G4PjyuI/AAAAAAAAAUU/USR2yeqDKUU/s320/DSC06265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theng jie trying to show off his height after wearing a 5 inch high heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQyv171wZVs/TVe9HIJl05I/AAAAAAAAAUc/XV5C_BfzvE0/s1600/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130994038723474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQyv171wZVs/TVe9HIJl05I/AAAAAAAAAUc/XV5C_BfzvE0/s320/DSC06271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPWVZkYjoU/TVe9HCjxyrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DRQmWrYCvrU/s1600/DSC06286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573130992537946802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPWVZkYjoU/TVe9HCjxyrI/AAAAAAAAAUk/DRQmWrYCvrU/s320/DSC06286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group- at my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, that's about it for now. Will try to update fairly frequently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live life to the fullest!Appreciate those around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Signing off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-743322938791095273?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/743322938791095273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=743322938791095273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/743322938791095273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/743322938791095273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2011/02/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtIKz9y5WOE/TVe950tpOOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ayuid_OA-fI/s72-c/168367_1709952142846_1059380714_31914925_1640798_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3949067913896000073</id><published>2010-12-05T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T02:32:49.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>Yea.. This is my 100th post. Job well done so far? Think so. Don't remember how I came so far in this blog. I am writing this post with an excited and happy mood. Gosh. As you can see from the tick tock at the right hand corner, I am home now. It has been 5 days now. Bak Kut Teh tastes so good. Driving feels so nice. It's time to relax and enjoy life for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is feeling the same way as well since most of my friends are back home with their family due to study break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3949067913896000073?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3949067913896000073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3949067913896000073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3949067913896000073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3949067913896000073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/12/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3773671373536442250</id><published>2010-11-16T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:02:50.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerviac? Cardous?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvL_caDKI/AAAAAAAAATs/cn6Y9vzStRg/s1600/CNS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 406px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540394218395667618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvL_caDKI/AAAAAAAAATs/cn6Y9vzStRg/s400/CNS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvMCFA3ZI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Qf_roviYhJ0/s1600/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540394219102854546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvMCFA3ZI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Qf_roviYhJ0/s400/heart.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which looks better? Nerviac or Cardous? Those words do not exist so please dont bother looking for the definition at dictionary.com. Its a combination of central nervous system and cardiac system. I have yet to master the two topics and exam is 3 days away. Help me. I read and read and read but I still don't get some of the stuffs and I still experience some difficulties in remembering the drugs and their mechanism of action. I am so so dead. And due to that, this is the only facial expression I can give you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvLpAnn1I/AAAAAAAAATk/2mqB5wnmy08/s1600/101117-161919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540394212373536594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvLpAnn1I/AAAAAAAAATk/2mqB5wnmy08/s400/101117-161919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a random post after a tiring 4 hours of studying. Next post will be after exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: To those who are burning the midnight oil for exam, You are not alone. Press on!&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/2163624826301911550-3773671373536442250?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3773671373536442250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3773671373536442250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3773671373536442250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3773671373536442250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/11/nerviac-cardous.html' title='Nerviac? Cardous?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TONvL_caDKI/AAAAAAAAATs/cn6Y9vzStRg/s72-c/CNS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8525752557932162993</id><published>2010-11-09T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:20:06.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNowSvUUA-I/AAAAAAAAATM/Fvl7JCERDAQ/s1600/0_308f4_cb095970_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537791790302888930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNowSvUUA-I/AAAAAAAAATM/Fvl7JCERDAQ/s400/0_308f4_cb095970_L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friend.&lt;/span&gt; You don't know the feeling until you lose one. People come and go but I used to believe friends stay on. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe there is no such thing as forever. But I wish I was right. I have to constantly remind myself that I did not lose one. That friend of mine will forever carry the tag of 'friend' regardless of whether he/she wants to take it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.S Lewis once said, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Frienship is unnecessary, like philosphy, like art...it has no survival value; rather it's one of those things that give value to survival'.&lt;/span&gt; This friendship might only mean the first part of the sentence to you but to me, it's the whole complete line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't read the person's mind like Edward Cullen but I am sure I can read mine. My brain, the size of my fist confirms to me everyday before I sleep that the friendship did not sink. It did not. Things might be different. I might be hated. My presence might not be welcomed but I will make sure I do not lose sight of the beautiful ship.It has definitely brought me to places that I could not go without or alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All that's happening now is that the weather is too bad for the sail to begin again. However, weather will change according to God's will. It's just the matter of time.&lt;/span&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/2163624826301911550-8525752557932162993?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8525752557932162993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8525752557932162993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8525752557932162993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8525752557932162993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNowSvUUA-I/AAAAAAAAATM/Fvl7JCERDAQ/s72-c/0_308f4_cb095970_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8119726330254896950</id><published>2010-11-06T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T03:03:06.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>Am currently studying about &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt;. Typical, atypical and melancholic depression. Never knew there were so many types of depressions till I had this lecture last 2 weeks and studying about it now. I was feeling rather depressed too. Did not do much yesterday and today. Was supposed to finish atleast 10 lectures in two days but so far I have only done half. Gosh. Kill me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNUlzzO2ArI/AAAAAAAAATE/reuGuzDDsws/s1600/dominos_src3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536372888777917106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNUlzzO2ArI/AAAAAAAAATE/reuGuzDDsws/s400/dominos_src3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was exactly how I felt 2 hours ago. But had Domino's with my housemates just now. It lifted up my spirit. For 7+, we had 2 large pizzas, 3 lava cakes and 1 cheesy garlic bread to share. It is not all about the food. It's the fellowship. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I dont think I will ever get bored of this people.&lt;/span&gt; Even if we talk everyday over dinner, we still can somehow come up with a topic to chat. Can't imagine how my life would be without them. These are the friends I would treasure for life. 30 years from now, we will still be able to sit and laugh over things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, enough for now. Need to continue my depression topic and make sure I finish it asap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8119726330254896950?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8119726330254896950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8119726330254896950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8119726330254896950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8119726330254896950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/11/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNUlzzO2ArI/AAAAAAAAATE/reuGuzDDsws/s72-c/dominos_src3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1335502921757067968</id><published>2010-11-03T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T07:24:00.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lamp and a Genie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNFwLsrn6JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YD7_ifImTl0/s1600/PC240773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535328763290052754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNFwLsrn6JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YD7_ifImTl0/s400/PC240773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I dont know why but I miss mummy more today. Feel like talking to her but I don't have credit to call home. Candise did not online too so I dont have any ways to listen to her voice. Haiz. Was just hoping to rub on the lamp and for a Genie to appear so I can have one granted wish but that's not going to happen right? I have to come back to reality. &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/2163624826301911550-1335502921757067968?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1335502921757067968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1335502921757067968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1335502921757067968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1335502921757067968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/11/short-one.html' title='A Lamp and a Genie'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TNFwLsrn6JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/YD7_ifImTl0/s72-c/PC240773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8134323598435851388</id><published>2010-10-31T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:52:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't have headache. But I got headache today as my counselling case.&lt;/span&gt; It was a rather simple case. My patient was really nice and I did not feel intimidated at all. Assessor on the other hand is rather scary as I got my course coordinator. Hope he is not too strict.  The 1 hour write up was just enough to let me complete everything. Well, I hope I have done enough as this would cost me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35% of the total score for this subject.&lt;/span&gt; Glad that its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; 1st of November already&lt;/span&gt;. Jes starts her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SAM Finals&lt;/span&gt; today. Am really praying for her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wisdom and memory.&lt;/span&gt; I know she can do it and it's just a matter of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;staying calm and focus&lt;/span&gt;. I dont hope but I know she is capable of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine will be &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19 days from now&lt;/span&gt;. First paper will be on the 20th of Nov. I realized I only have about 3 weeks to study and I am a little freaked out. I really have to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;focus and start memorizing&lt;/span&gt; everything or else I would make it in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;COME ON! JESLYN AND TAMMY CAN DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ps: I Love my sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8134323598435851388?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8134323598435851388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8134323598435851388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8134323598435851388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8134323598435851388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5318541387978864123</id><published>2010-10-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:26:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Cycle</title><content type='html'>This post is 2 days late but it is still worth writing. Having examination just around the corner and leaving back home shortly after my last paper which falls on the 27th of November,  I had no choice but to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bid goodbye to Royal Adelaide Hospital(RAH).&lt;/span&gt; Thursday was my last day in for the year of 2010. It had been such a pleasure working there. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;From finding the hospital too big for recognition of wards and department to having those at my fingertips&lt;/span&gt;. Though I would not say I am familiar with the whole building. There are some departments where only specific or particular staffs are allowed. An example of that is the Intensive Care Unit(ICU).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Events that lead to a memorable Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Went to the thoracic medicine department which is usually empty but not this time. In a room of 5 beds, I saw two rather young and good looking men. I wondered why they ended up there. Lung problems due to smoking? I hope not. If it is, it's just a waste. They probably looked around 30-40 years old and life has just began. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went to 4th floor and this young caucasian men was really nice. He said hi and asked me how am I doing. I really like these patients as I just felt like they light up the quiet and sad atmosphere in the ward. That 'hi' made my day. His smile was so bright that it outshines the summer sun seen through the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Went to 6th floor, something very unexpected and rare happened. I saw this physiotherapist holding on a metal plate with some poo on it. I am not quite sure where it came from but one thing for sure, she looked disgusted and panicked on to how to dispose the materials on that plate. Well, she basically walked around carrying it asking for the nurses' help. I mean, this is understandable as she is a physiotherapist and it is not suprising that she don't usually deal with these problems. The solution was, throw it in the toilet and flushed it down. I guess she was too traumatised to think of anything. Anyways, atleast all the poo ended up getting flushed down and not on the floor of the ward. One of the nurse then got an air freshener and sprayed it all over the ward. It was definitely a funny scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;An old man and a woman aged around 70 years old or even more looking for interesting books to read to pass time in the hospital. Through his comments on the authors of the variety of books on the shelf, I can see that he is a very knowledgable person or atleast a man who reads alot. On the other hand, the woman just quietly looked through the collection and picked two old western books that caought her interest. Usually people of that age have literacy problem but certainly not these 2 patients. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When leaving, Alison Matthew the Admin Support Officer there thanked me for my time and my help. The Thursday team wished me luck and their smiles and encouragements are among the things I would treasure from this experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that I learnt from the hospital overall : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went to the oncology department and got a chance to look at how chemotheraphy is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Differentiate the pharmacist working at the dispensary counter and the wards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See the role of physiotherapist in aiding patients with movement difficulties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Found out that patients who have the possibility of imposing dangers to others are accommodate into a single room and have a security officer guarding the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are chaplains in the hospital that visits patients and pray for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Those Thursday are behind me now. No more waking up at 7.20am to ensure I get to hospital on time. No more wearing formal on Thursday. No more sitting in the cafe overlooking the doctors sitting down and talking about their patients. I will miss those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5318541387978864123?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5318541387978864123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5318541387978864123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5318541387978864123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5318541387978864123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-cycle.html' title='Last Cycle'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6358787204465630922</id><published>2010-10-19T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T04:58:45.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fired Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Final examination is exactly a month away. I believe all that is required is just a little extra perseverance, determination and discipline. A month of putting aside everything and let studies come first. I have to wake up every morning looking into the mirror telling myself "Nothing is going to happen today that I can't handle with You". No temptations. No distractions. Only wisdom and knowledge can shake me. And I want to be able to tell myself "You did well today Sze Lynn. Keep it up!"everytime I go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know if I am able to live 30days like that, Success will be at the door waiting for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My only wish for this year's Christmas present will be good results to end Second Year of Bachelor of Pharmacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6358787204465630922?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6358787204465630922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6358787204465630922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6358787204465630922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6358787204465630922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/fired-up.html' title='Fired Up!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2770802418712653289</id><published>2010-10-18T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T05:38:59.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a Lost Soul?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everyday is full of excitements and suprises. Eventhough it might just be like a regular week in and out of Uni, there are still small little things that happen and make that day or week slightly different from the others. Today I was left thinking about me. Who am I? Am I just another lost soul you see on the street with no sense of direction about their life? Do I just follow where the crowd goes and see where it leads me? Or am I the one to point people to the destination? I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To be honest, having to leave home and coming to a foreign country at the age of 18 is a blessing but in the same time difficult. I am living so many people's dream. I am so lucky to have parents who can support me through all these despite their heavy heart and worries for me to study and live alone in a country or state they have never been to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All that people see are the exterior which is fancy and glam but they often neglect the interior. The fear of not being able to adapt. The fear of not being able to withstand the pressure. The fear of mixing with the wrong clique. The fear of not being able to live in a place without family. So far, having been in Adelaide for almost 2 years, I would say that I am adapting well and coping with the stress in University while having family by my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In addition to all that, I am having a bunch of crazy yet hardworking yet caring yet smart friends to be with in the midst of not having our family with us. Being a family person, there are alot of things that I would keep it to myself and only share it with my family instead of with friends. I do tell my peers things that are going on in my life but that are only confined to shallow topics where they would only be able to see me as they see the surface. They do not know what is underneath. They don't see the corals, the fish or even the shark that are swimming freely in the deep blue sea. There are people who would reveal the whole sea to their friends but I am just not like that. I guess, it's because God made us all differently, uniquely, and fearfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;However, since I came to Australia, my friends are the people I am closest with. Having to live with my best friends this year, I realized I am less reluctant in sharing my lifestory. Eventhough there are still things that are kept behind the thick and tall wall, it is starting to collapse bits by bits. This is because I felt that they will not judge me nor will they gossip about it. As they tell me about their stories, I tell them mine too and that pulls the two unrelated ropes closer to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;How about peer pressure? I do admit that I failed and gave in to it. The things I talk about with my friends here are not the same as my home friends. We talk alot about a certain topics and in a way it is good as it helps widen my horizon. So that would be something that I do not mind. There are things that I do not normally do but now I will. I still doesn't curse and I am glad my friend do respect me of that. Not that they curse but they do accidently mention it once in a while. There are slight rough words that would slip out of my lips but not frequent at all. It does bother me when I see my friends change or try to adapt to their clique. Trying to do things to seek for acceptance. There is nothing wrong with that, but is that worth it? I am not the one to judge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I do hope I am not like that. I do hope that I can still see where the arrows are pointing. I dont want to follow them blindly thinking they can bring me to the place I want to be. I do not want to be a souless man. I want to be someone with intergrity and know my stand. I want to make my parents proud that despite how the world is revolving now, I will remain the same as the daughter they cherish and love. Someone they can trust and lean on. I want to be TAMMY YEONG SZE LYNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyways, sorry for the long post but I just wanted to type down my thoughts after going through today. Good job if you manage to read till this without skipping the middle part. Then, maybe you want to tell me your opinion? Leave a comment if you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2770802418712653289?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2770802418712653289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2770802418712653289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2770802418712653289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2770802418712653289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-i-lost-soul.html' title='Am I a Lost Soul?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5306347834722321489</id><published>2010-10-17T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:31:22.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZzzz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLvbOh0W19I/AAAAAAAAAS0/B0MWTaCb6uA/s1600/10002401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529254010170038226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLvbOh0W19I/AAAAAAAAAS0/B0MWTaCb6uA/s400/10002401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge problem nowadays. I feel like&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; sleeping all the time&lt;/span&gt;. At 10pm, I feel like popping into the bed already. What is my problem? I woke up at 10am yesterday and by 10pm, I felt like my eyes were giving up. They ran out of fuels to keep it open. But of course I did not use toothpicks like Mr. Bean. Instead, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;laptop is my toothpick&lt;/span&gt;. It kept it open till about 11pm and I finally gave in to my sleepiness and placed my head on my comfortable pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am today for class and it's a torture. Regardless of the 9hours sleep, it's still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inadequate&lt;/span&gt;. I was contemplating of sleeping in and skipping class but my conscience helps wake me up. What should I do? I can't be a sleeping beauty or in another term a pig. It's a no way. But sleeping felt so good. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HELP ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5306347834722321489?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5306347834722321489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5306347834722321489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5306347834722321489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5306347834722321489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/zzzzz.html' title='ZZzzz..'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLvbOh0W19I/AAAAAAAAAS0/B0MWTaCb6uA/s72-c/10002401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6114101635892907039</id><published>2010-10-17T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T05:15:47.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Have you ever thought that you're not good enough for someone or something? No matter how hard you try to change things or improve yourself, it's not enough. You'll never be able to reach their standard. Or it's just that their level of expection increases all time. So I learnt my lesson. Put a full stop to that feeling. It doesn't matter if he/she likes my way or he/she think I am good enough because I am not going to change myself to suit him/her anymore. If our roles were exchanged, I don't think that he/she can even do what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I might not be good enough for you but I am certainly good enough for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6114101635892907039?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6114101635892907039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6114101635892907039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6114101635892907039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6114101635892907039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/full-stop.html' title='Full Stop'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6470663008068532583</id><published>2010-10-16T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:31:07.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X on Calender</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a day to mark on my calender. Went to the gym and broke my own record. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What? : Treadmill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Venue: City East Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Distance : 11.01km ( 27.5 laps of 400m)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time : 73.43 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Calories : 810 cals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like it is a big deal as 11km in 73 minutes is slow but I achieved what I hope and beyond that. Was tending to do 20laps but in the end, the running calories and distance kept me going. Job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym 4 times this week and scrapped a total of 2000cals. Time is running out..Have to hit the gym 5 times next week. Hopefully I can do it and not let laziness get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is time running out? Well, I paid for unlimited 3 months gym and October is my last month. So to make my money worth, I have to use the facilities as much as I can for  as long as I can. LOL.. Does this prove that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am a typical money-minded stingy Malaysian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6470663008068532583?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6470663008068532583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6470663008068532583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6470663008068532583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6470663008068532583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/x-on-calender.html' title='X on Calender'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3186064744613190961</id><published>2010-10-11T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:19:27.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST THE WAY YOU ARE - BRUNO MARS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh her eyes, her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Make the stars look like they’re not shining&lt;br /&gt;Her hair, her hair&lt;br /&gt;Falls perfectly without her trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And I tell her every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;When I compliment her&lt;br /&gt;She wont believe meAnd its so, its so&lt;br /&gt;Sad to think she don’t see what I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every time she asks me do I look okay&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face&lt;br /&gt;There’s not a thing that I would change&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile,&lt;br /&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lips, her lipsI could kiss them all day if she’d let me&lt;br /&gt;Her laugh, her laugh&lt;br /&gt;She hates but I think its so sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And I tell her every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know, you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;I'd never ask you to change&lt;br /&gt;If perfect is what you’re searching for&lt;br /&gt;Then just stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don’t even bother asking&lt;br /&gt;If you look okay&lt;br /&gt;You know I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face&lt;br /&gt;There’s not a thing that I would change&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile,&lt;br /&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you are&lt;br /&gt;The way you are&lt;br /&gt;Girl you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face&lt;br /&gt;There’s not a thing that I would change&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re amazingJust the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile,&lt;br /&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you’re amazing&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3186064744613190961?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3186064744613190961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3186064744613190961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3186064744613190961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3186064744613190961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/stay-true.html' title='Stay true'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4931506434753256293</id><published>2010-10-11T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T04:46:06.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring yet productive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Monday (11/10/2010)...&lt;/span&gt;Instead of wasting a Monday, I made full use of it..Woot. Felt like I achieved something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.00am&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woke up and prepared lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.20am&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Catch the bus to Uni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.45am&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Reached Uni and read newspaper while waiting for class to starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9.10am&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pharmacy Practice 2 lecture begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10.05am&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Lecture ended and practical starts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11.00am&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finished practical and went to Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12.30pm&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Done with Gym and bathed in Uni. Went to meet JY and walk to City West campus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.00pm&lt;/span&gt;-  &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Reached City West library. Ate lunch (2 pieces of bread)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.oopm&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went to Maccas and grab an ice-cream and JY got a McDouble. Went back to library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.10pm&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Met with YH and went home together by tram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.50pm&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Reached home. Cleaned up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cooked dinner with Nic and YH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9.00pm&lt;/span&gt;-  &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;'Chor dai di'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9.45pm&lt;/span&gt;-   &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;On-ed computer and write this boring post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Eventhough it's a rather boring day, but atleast it's productive. The day might be long but it is not tiring because I felt I did the right thing thus felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4931506434753256293?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4931506434753256293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4931506434753256293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4931506434753256293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4931506434753256293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/boring-yet-productive.html' title='Boring yet productive'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7914541752776011551</id><published>2010-10-10T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T00:32:48.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Male vs Female</title><content type='html'>It got me wondering..Why do female get criticized when they wear&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; low cut blouse&lt;/span&gt; and not male when they wear a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;low cut shirt&lt;/span&gt;? Just because females have breasts? Male has chest too.  Especially for&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Asians&lt;/span&gt;, when you where that kind of blouse, people tend to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;look at you differently&lt;/span&gt;. As though you were trying to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;seduce someone&lt;/span&gt; or something. But why do guys not get that? Dont you think they were also trying to show off their chest or something when they wear that? What you think?&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLFo13mx75I/AAAAAAAAASs/nbXsUnqjS-E/s1600/low+cut+blouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526313492429270930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLFo13mx75I/AAAAAAAAASs/nbXsUnqjS-E/s400/low+cut+blouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLFo1Wz6d9I/AAAAAAAAASk/HZ_soY2AWw0/s1600/low+cut+men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526313483625986002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLFo1Wz6d9I/AAAAAAAAASk/HZ_soY2AWw0/s400/low+cut+men.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above 2 pictures are random pictures I found from Google. No prejudice here but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to simply show as an example on how each gender pull off the low cuts.&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/2163624826301911550-7914541752776011551?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7914541752776011551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7914541752776011551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7914541752776011551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7914541752776011551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/male-vs-female.html' title='Male vs Female'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TLFo13mx75I/AAAAAAAAASs/nbXsUnqjS-E/s72-c/low+cut+blouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7165329617755502136</id><published>2010-10-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:20:54.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!</title><content type='html'>I am finally &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;done with my Pharmacology and Pathophysiology test&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know if I have done enough but I did my best. So it's time to put my focus back to the Commonwealth Games. Woot! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Good life lies ahead&lt;/span&gt; but that won't last long as finals is just around the corner. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss?&lt;/span&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uXB2wD5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/LVLCHR4GkJc/s1600/No_More_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525475134744301458" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uXB2wD5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/LVLCHR4GkJc/s400/No_More_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignore the writing below. I just wanted a picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to amplify my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uWwtT0BI/AAAAAAAAAR0/N_bQzjEnTp0/s1600/cg2010_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525475130141298706" style="WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uWwtT0BI/AAAAAAAAAR0/N_bQzjEnTp0/s400/cg2010_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for this..Look at that cute tiger. I love commonwealth Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uWnbI0AI/AAAAAAAAARs/n9rtQ8mgJLA/s1600/commonwealth-games-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525475127649161218" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5uWnbI0AI/AAAAAAAAARs/n9rtQ8mgJLA/s400/commonwealth-games-2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This the medal tally for day 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5xBXBWbKI/AAAAAAAAASM/Bhuls5_KmxU/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525478061003664546" style="WIDTH: 545px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TK5xBXBWbKI/AAAAAAAAASM/Bhuls5_KmxU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry if it's too small..Can't make it bigger (perhaps its cause I dont know how to).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; is down to seventh place with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 medals&lt;/span&gt; (3 golds, 3 silvers &amp;amp; 4 bronzes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leading is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;69 medals&lt;/span&gt; (32 golds, 19 silvers, % 18 bronzes).&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/2163624826301911550-7165329617755502136?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7165329617755502136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7165329617755502136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7165329617755502136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7165329617755502136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/hooray-hooray-hooray.html' title='Hooray! 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I have a test on Friday which is 2 days from now and it weighs 25% of my total grade for this subject(Pharmacology and Pathophysiology 2)..How? Any idea on how to keep me awake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Methods tried:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Listening to songs&lt;br /&gt;2) Dream&lt;br /&gt;3) Continue staring&lt;br /&gt;4) Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing all the 4 things mentioned above, I am still sleepy. It's not like I dont have enough sleep but I just dont know why..Gosh.. I know method 2 and 3 dont work but desperation kicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Commonwealth Game&lt;/span&gt; so badly that I gave in to temptation for the past 2 days. Should I still watch Day 3 of Game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Australia is leading now and Malaysia is in Top 5..LOL..Go Oz..Go Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Australia is so stong..I've heard the anthem played like 10 thousand times since the opening of the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7889719334489721319?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7889719334489721319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7889719334489721319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7889719334489721319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7889719334489721319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/10/yawn.html' title='Yawn!!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7169861357652803034</id><published>2010-09-28T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T13:34:19.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hey people, its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 6am and 4 degrees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;celcius now and here I am in my room typing on my laptop on my study table, looking at the clear blue sky through the window, listening to birds chirping while thinking of the song&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'No Sleep Tonight'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; by Faders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I know..you have two thoughts in your head. Why am I awake so early or why am I not sleeping? The latter is more appropriate. I did not sleep at all. What was I doing? I don't know. I was reading and by the time i put down my book, it was 3.30am. But I was still fully awake and alert. So I was thinking, why should I force myself to sleep? Instead of tossing and turning on my rather small but adequate single bed, I rather do something more beneficial. Guess what?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUDY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm studying CNS and it is messing with my head so I thought of just popping something in here. I should get back to my notes and do it till 11am and then go for my long-awaited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vietnamese lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Before that, I think I need to go to the toilet and maybe make myself a cup of Hot Milo.Hehe..Or maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;BRB..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7169861357652803034?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7169861357652803034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7169861357652803034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7169861357652803034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7169861357652803034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6708245847960790143</id><published>2010-09-26T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:22:19.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9ibLHNH-I/AAAAAAAAARk/C4I5dZi1K_0/s1600/david+beckham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 483px; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521239887158517730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9ibLHNH-I/AAAAAAAAARk/C4I5dZi1K_0/s400/david+beckham.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Beckham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9ia-9TyII/AAAAAAAAARc/PLNBjswwo_I/s1600/chace-crawford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521239883895785602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9ia-9TyII/AAAAAAAAARc/PLNBjswwo_I/s400/chace-crawford.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iaYEtS0I/AAAAAAAAARU/VKrzp_RwIk0/s1600/ronan+keating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521239873457834818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iaYEtS0I/AAAAAAAAARU/VKrzp_RwIk0/s400/ronan+keating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronan Keating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iacmC9AI/AAAAAAAAARM/nCRIdRhZ9eA/s1600/neal+cafrrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521239874671408130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iacmC9AI/AAAAAAAAARM/nCRIdRhZ9eA/s400/neal+cafrrey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Bomer or 'Neal Caffrey' in White Collar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iaP7avxI/AAAAAAAAARE/y1lUqosdcr0/s1600/Channing-Tatum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521239871271386898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9iaP7avxI/AAAAAAAAARE/y1lUqosdcr0/s400/Channing-Tatum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channing Tatum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a major problem and I am not ashame to admit. I don't know why but I just enjoy looking at handsome guys nowadays. Is it due to hormones or is this a natural thing? Above are the few guys that I find interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) David Beckham&lt;/span&gt; - ever so good looking besides his tremendous football skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt; - his features are so perfect..Love gossip girl because of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) Ronan Keating&lt;/span&gt; - never really notice him till now. He's a judge on X-Factor Australia and he looks so gorgeous. Better than he was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4) Matthew Bomer&lt;/span&gt; - he might be new to you guys but once you start watching White Collar, you will fall in love with his charm and looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5) Channing Tatum&lt;/span&gt; - like his cool look and his body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So do you think I am crazy? Besides, if you notice hot guys too, tell me. Another thing, anyone else that you think can make it to this short list of mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Thanks to YH, I learnt how to look and admire a hot guy's body.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6708245847960790143?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6708245847960790143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6708245847960790143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6708245847960790143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6708245847960790143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/problem.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ9ibLHNH-I/AAAAAAAAARk/C4I5dZi1K_0/s72-c/david+beckham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8733450676690585089</id><published>2010-09-25T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T02:46:02.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>I can't believe there is&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; less than a week to October&lt;/span&gt;. Sun rise and set. Day pass by day. Months go by and seasons end after seasons. It's spring already and the sun shines through the day and set later in the evening. The weather is getting better. Less damp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted with Jes yesterday. She just finished her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trials&lt;/span&gt;. Flashed back and I can''t remember how we came so far &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;down the year of 2010&lt;/span&gt;. I felt like I just talked to her and giving her &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;advice&lt;/span&gt; on what might be best for her after her SPM. I felt like I just sent her off to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;stay in a hostel&lt;/span&gt; and being in&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Subang instead of home&lt;/span&gt;. I felt like I just saw her walking in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Taylor's College&lt;/span&gt; following my footsteps. I felt like I just heard her &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;complaining about the stress level and crazy busy life&lt;/span&gt; of a SAM student. I felt like everything just happened yesterday but those events mentioned earlier took place almost 10 months ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;great memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; was privileged to have as a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAM student&lt;/span&gt;. Even Jes gona's be over it..These are ages ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e5DFafxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rarbQDgrxqA/s1600/me+n+darshini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520884158632197906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e5DFafxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rarbQDgrxqA/s400/me+n+darshini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darshini and I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e4zNzMSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cBZAteIF6_w/s1600/yee+siew,+me+and+jasmine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520884154372403490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e4zNzMSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cBZAteIF6_w/s400/yee+siew,+me+and+jasmine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yee Siew, me and Jasmine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e4rbFbtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/awyzfJucD9g/s1600/during+sam+prom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520884152280641234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e4rbFbtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/awyzfJucD9g/s400/during+sam+prom.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yee Siew, me, Jasmine and Shalini during prom..My bestie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eWdf3BJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tdz9jjAG1-4/s1600/ipoh+g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520883564427019410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eWdf3BJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tdz9jjAG1-4/s400/ipoh+g3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 Ipoh-ians in G3. Philip and Rachel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eV9v7VPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yiZIX1ODdhM/s1600/the+girls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520883555904476402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eV9v7VPI/AAAAAAAAAQc/yiZIX1ODdhM/s400/the+girls.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls..All in green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eVpcvyXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PB2XGtOU42s/s1600/sam+g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eVY-rRWI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ehQERDZCyj0/s1600/G3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520883546034226530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eVY-rRWI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ehQERDZCyj0/s400/G3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eVpcvyXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PB2XGtOU42s/s1600/sam+g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520883550455318898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4eVpcvyXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/PB2XGtOU42s/s400/sam+g3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud and cool big family called G3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are almost there before the year ends and it freaks me out.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Final exam is in 7 weeks&lt;/span&gt; and that is less than 2 months. My trip &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;home will be in 9 weeks&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Christmas will be in 13 weeks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;time. Then we will have to start writing&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 2011&lt;/span&gt; as the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Think I am crazy, but believe it or not, another blink will send us all to New Year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8733450676690585089?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8733450676690585089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8733450676690585089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8733450676690585089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8733450676690585089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock Tick Tock'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJ4e5DFafxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rarbQDgrxqA/s72-c/me+n+darshini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5923540168478610252</id><published>2010-09-23T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T06:16:45.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJtSzD26uSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7LFeaIIEymE/s1600/fozt5w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520096805435128098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJtSzD26uSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7LFeaIIEymE/s400/fozt5w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Mysteries of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the title speaks for itself. However, it's not literally but figuratively. Am currently having my 2 weeks study break and life is great..Holiday is the best. Watched a new drama since holiday and I finally finished yesterday.. Lam Fung is a physicist in this series and is super cool and smart. I like the show because it shows me a different side of him. Although it is a little predictable but it's nice to see how science can be related to solve crime cases. Nevertheless, there is also romance in the show and Tavia and Raymond formed a good couple. The most memorable scene was when they broke up. Tavia can really cry and I guess, she really manage to show how women can sometimes be like when they were to separate with their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So..Watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5923540168478610252?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5923540168478610252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5923540168478610252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5923540168478610252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5923540168478610252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-in-love.html' title='I am in Love'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJtSzD26uSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7LFeaIIEymE/s72-c/fozt5w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1831559307844791434</id><published>2010-09-14T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:19:56.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edge Kids</title><content type='html'>Just some photos about serving in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edge Kids&lt;/span&gt; last week. Heaps of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr6J0EVjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_9hh2s2TzKU/s1600/P090910_20.44%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516957821595571762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr6J0EVjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_9hh2s2TzKU/s400/P090910_20.44%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr5tixoJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LiQBmfDjqXc/s1600/P080910_21.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516957814006849682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr5tixoJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LiQBmfDjqXc/s400/P080910_21.55.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the boys made this for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr6Z_Ik8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1qfIvkdVpx8/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516957825936954306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr6Z_Ik8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/1qfIvkdVpx8/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr5cvmM0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/hWXj56MEehM/s1600/P080910_17.52%5B04%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516957809497224002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr5cvmM0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/hWXj56MEehM/s400/P080910_17.52%5B04%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They reminded me of how much I had when I was a kid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids are so cute and smart..I wonder being blonde made them speak smarter in some ways? Can you imagine, they were talking about politics..LOL..Anyways, it's a great experience and they just don't stop amusing me..Never thought I would gain so much from this. It was tiring but so worth it..BTW, the most embarassing part was that they are so good at video games and I am just such a loser.LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1831559307844791434?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1831559307844791434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1831559307844791434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1831559307844791434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1831559307844791434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/edge-kids.html' title='Edge Kids'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TJAr6J0EVjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/_9hh2s2TzKU/s72-c/P090910_20.44%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6762145821491809999</id><published>2010-09-10T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T03:10:03.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Right and Mrs Right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TIoD4VfDoAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o5osmqemtjE/s1600/P100910_19.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515224960043556866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TIoD4VfDoAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o5osmqemtjE/s400/P100910_19.23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the city library to borrow some books. Bus rides with book to read seems to be less boring and pathetic. LOL..Anyways, went there to get a Cecelia Ahern book but while sitting and reading, this particular book caught my attention. The title is interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a read and I promise it would be good eventhough it might be slightly long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prologue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Husband Store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new store has opened. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Husband Store&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; There's a sign at the entrance:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may visit the Husband Store ONLY ONCE. There are six floors, and the value of the products increase on each sucessive floor. The shopper can choose any item from a particular floor, or go up to shop on the next floor, but she cannot go back down except to exit the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a woman goes into the store. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 1&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Men who have Good Jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That's nice,"she think"s "but I want more."So she continues upward where the sign reads :&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 2&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Men who have Good Jobs and Love Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's intrigued, but continues to the third floor, where the sign reads:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 3&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Men who have Good Jobs, Love Kids and Are Extremely Handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Wow,"she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 4&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Men who have Good Jobs, Love Kids, Extremely Handsome, and Help Equally with the Housework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It can't get better than this!"she exclaims. But then a voice inside her asks, "Or can it?"She goes up and reads the sign.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 5&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Men who have Good Jobs, Love Kids, Are Extremely Handsome, Help Equally with the Housework, and Have a Great Sense of Humor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having found what she's looking for, she's tempted to stay, but something propels her to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FLOOR 6&lt;/span&gt;- You are visitor 42.215,602 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor only exists to prove that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE NOTE: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To avoid gender bias charges, the store's owner opened a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wife Store&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right across the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FLOOR 1&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wife who loves Sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FLOOR 2&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wife who loves Sex and Are Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FLOOR 3&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wife who loves Sex, Are Kind, and Like Sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FLOOR 4,5 &amp;amp; 6&lt;/span&gt;- Have never been visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Directly from the Book* Quote (Gottlieb 2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6762145821491809999?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6762145821491809999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6762145821491809999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6762145821491809999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6762145821491809999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/09/mr-right-and-mrs-right.html' title='Mr Right and Mrs Right?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TIoD4VfDoAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/o5osmqemtjE/s72-c/P100910_19.23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-9101225870432814033</id><published>2010-08-24T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T06:38:48.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice for Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THPLQv6gFQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZAVPhbSWQuk/s1600/ikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508970257804432642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THPLQv6gFQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZAVPhbSWQuk/s400/ikea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THPLQE4NvFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8xUWb5eZpL4/s1600/meatballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508970246252117074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THPLQE4NvFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8xUWb5eZpL4/s400/meatballs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again! I told myself not to go out just for food but I did it again today. Class starts at 3pm and thus, I am usually home till around 2+ before taking the bus to Uni. However, its &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TUESDAY!&lt;/span&gt; Ikea has promotion for meatballs every Tuesdays. Instead of selling&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; 10 meatballs&lt;/span&gt; for $6.95, it's &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;half price which is $3.50!&lt;/span&gt; Jia Yin craved for meatballs so we decided to accompany her there! It's not so bad cause then it would be like going out for lunch before class. Right? But..There is always a but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get to Ikea, I have to walk to the bus stop which is 10minutes away and get on the bus from there. When we left the house, it was drizzling..It gets heavier and heavier. That was when I started to regret. Why should I get myself wet just for meatballs? Argh..Oh well..&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For the love of food I guess&lt;/span&gt;. Luckily for the good public transport in Adelaide, the bus came on time and we reached the bus stop on time. Did not need to wait and did not need to freeze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, we saw a really cute boy today!! His name is Freddié! He is so lovable trying to impress girls. His hair is so nice spiked up. His eyes were so blue. Other than the fact that Freddie is only 1+ years. LOL..My friend actually said &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Freddie is not cute you know..He is HOT'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh well..Ate 1 plate of meatballs, 1 long hot dog and 1 ice-cream for a total of $5.50! Reasonable..Meals that students can afford. And it taste good too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-9101225870432814033?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/9101225870432814033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=9101225870432814033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9101225870432814033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9101225870432814033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/08/sacrifice-for-food.html' title='Sacrifice for Food'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THPLQv6gFQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZAVPhbSWQuk/s72-c/ikea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3268646106113093951</id><published>2010-08-23T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T06:23:23.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eww...</title><content type='html'>About 2/3 weeks ago, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red spots&lt;/span&gt; started to appear on my right hand. Only on the four phalanges excluding the thumb. I don't know the reason for that but I thought it was some insect bites and it would heal in no time. However, they did not. Eventually, they looked worse and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my fingers started to swell.&lt;/span&gt; My housemates said they were gross and adviced me to go seek medical attention. Well, I know I should. As a future pharmacist, I would advise people to go get something for it rather than just simply waiting for it to heal miracuosly by itself. But I was too lazy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on one Friday, I decided to show Madeline&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(4th year pharmacy student)&lt;/span&gt;. She suggested that I should take antihistamines and it would be better if it is allergies. If not means it is something else and I would need to go to the pharmacy/doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally decided to go to the pharmacy to ask for help. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO AMPUTATE MY HAND!&lt;/span&gt; LOL..Anyways, they tooked a look at it and touched my hands..I am suprised they dare to do that. They told me that it is probably Chilblain and gave me an ointment to apply on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Wikipedia &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'Chilblains are acral ulcer(ulcers that affect the extremities) that occur when a predisposed individual is exposed to cold and humidity. The cold exposure damages capillary beds in skin, which in turn can cause redness, itching, blisters, and inflammation&lt;/span&gt;.'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJydwR8knI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MDcFuGgk9V4/s1600/P230810_21.47%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508591149729485426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJydwR8knI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MDcFuGgk9V4/s400/P230810_21.47%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My normal hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJydei0BtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/icd_5XVk_dU/s1600/P230810_21.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508591144968390354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJydei0BtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/icd_5XVk_dU/s400/P230810_21.47.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My distorted right hand.. This picture does not clearly&lt;br /&gt;show the severity of my condition. It's far worse than what&lt;br /&gt;you are looking at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJycw8oLeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5smzSDBlvFg/s1600/P230810_21.48%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508591132728634850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJycw8oLeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5smzSDBlvFg/s400/P230810_21.48%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small ointment cost me $10.50. That's freakisly expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hopefully I will be able to come back here soon to tell you that my hand is alright..This pricey ointment will cure my fingers right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3268646106113093951?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3268646106113093951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3268646106113093951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3268646106113093951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3268646106113093951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-23-weeks-ago-red-spots-started-to.html' title='Eww...'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJydwR8knI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MDcFuGgk9V4/s72-c/P230810_21.47%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-795257694663220426</id><published>2010-08-23T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T06:05:12.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Two Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In one of the houses in Taman Beauty is the house that belongs to the Yeong family. In this house lived 3 beautiful girls name Tammy, Jeslyn and Candise. They fill each other with loves, laughters and nevertheless arguments. Though they are now parted due to studies, those miles can never separate the bond they share among each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwEwKKy7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/pRSY_2zG_s0/s1600/P21-12-09_21.20%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588521176878002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwEwKKy7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/pRSY_2zG_s0/s400/P21-12-09_21.20%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwEeWxYGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BA1J-vN92Kc/s1600/P12-12-09_18.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588516397899874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwEeWxYGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BA1J-vN92Kc/s400/P12-12-09_18.34.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwDyFnpeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1WIacWEkUI0/s1600/P111209_15.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588504514799074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwDyFnpeI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1WIacWEkUI0/s400/P111209_15.19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwDesdVlI/AAAAAAAAANs/TQRCD7Q4fqU/s1600/jeslyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588499308992082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwDesdVlI/AAAAAAAAANs/TQRCD7Q4fqU/s400/jeslyn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwC9qr04I/AAAAAAAAANk/aBU6AcC5fdU/s1600/P21-12-09_21.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588490443182978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwC9qr04I/AAAAAAAAANk/aBU6AcC5fdU/s400/P21-12-09_21.29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwdqf0ITI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5oBRvw_7qeM/s1600/candise+yeong.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508588949153784114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwdqf0ITI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5oBRvw_7qeM/s400/candise+yeong.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss them heaps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-795257694663220426?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/795257694663220426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=795257694663220426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/795257694663220426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/795257694663220426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-two-three.html' title='One Two Three'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/THJwEwKKy7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/pRSY_2zG_s0/s72-c/P21-12-09_21.20%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-131118521001299514</id><published>2010-08-21T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:00:04.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TG_3n2ZANTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YUbwRpWSXB8/s1600/aiyean+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507893133284750642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TG_3n2ZANTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YUbwRpWSXB8/s400/aiyean+and+I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been spending time catching up with friends lately. One of them is PHAN AI YEAN! It all began after she left me a rather disturbing message on Facebook. It was written as such &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Sze.. when you gonna come online?! need to talk to you =('&lt;/span&gt;. She used the word, 'need to talk'. Doesn't that imply something serious or big? Anyways, move on, once I signed in on MSN, she started a conversation. I asked her what was the matter and she told me she just suddenly thought of me and wanted to chat. That was such a relieve. Nothing has happen or atleast nothing bad happened. We had a nice chat and it was for hours. LOL..During the few hours, I realized that she is turning into a nerd..Haha..So proud of her. She studies all the time and it only proves to me how lazy am I. Pressure on me. Today(Sat) we had our little talk again. It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sent me a picture of us taken from High school graduation which was about 3 years ago. It brings back so much memories.. Those days where we would go to tuition together, go for aerobics class together and just eating together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She makes me feel like going back even more. Then we can have those talk, food and laughter non-stop.LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ps: Ai yean, we should talk more often and continue to be a nerd&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/2163624826301911550-131118521001299514?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/131118521001299514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=131118521001299514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/131118521001299514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/131118521001299514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/08/chat.html' title='A Chat'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TG_3n2ZANTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YUbwRpWSXB8/s72-c/aiyean+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2932739802443585200</id><published>2010-08-11T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T01:37:13.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rather long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgCUXoYII/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mv6kP9mjMlw/s1600/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504067287543996546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgCUXoYII/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mv6kP9mjMlw/s400/Image115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seafood..from Sydney Fish Market. The oysters were so so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgCDXfvfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tTuZ55xy5fQ/s1600/P200710_15.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504067282980027890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgCDXfvfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/tTuZ55xy5fQ/s400/P200710_15.18%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I like this. But it actually reminds me of China. Taken from the stroll on Bondi Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgB7ZO-AI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PYQcrQ4j1Ds/s1600/P20-07-10_15.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504067280839833602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgB7ZO-AI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PYQcrQ4j1Ds/s400/P20-07-10_15.20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The 4 adventurous traveller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgBoXPZpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j7Be0syEioE/s1600/Image152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504067275731199634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgBoXPZpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j7Be0syEioE/s400/Image152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My first time eating Tapas. It was yum yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgBLHniyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kTfE-Ge_IrE/s1600/37679_443345460497_675565497_6436649_7547374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504067267881044770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgBLHniyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kTfE-Ge_IrE/s400/37679_443345460497_675565497_6436649_7547374_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The whole world knows what's this. I finally met with it in real life not in TV..Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just some of the pictures taken from the trip last month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized it was really a long time since I posted anything here. The last post was my second week of first sem and this post is written on the third week of second sem. I thought no one ever click on this pathetic blogpage but I was wrong. I went to Melbourne and Sydney during the winter break and it was really nice being able to meet with my friends again. When I met Shalini(friend from Taylor's), she asked me why didn't I update my blog? LOL..I would never imagine that she still visit this page once in a while..Thanks Shal!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, semester started and I would say that I am really just relaxing and having a slow start. It's week 3 already but I still watch movie everynight. Gosh..I know it's bad but I just can't discipline myself. Will try harder though. As I was looking at the academic planner day before yesterday, I realized I have a test coming up..I have exactly a week left before that. And on week 5, there is a medication history test. Then, why I am still watching movie? I dont know. I guess, I am still at the holiday mood. LOL..Help me to help myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that bothers me for the past 2 week was this coming summer holidays. The initial plan was that I am going to find a job here and perhaps go back for CNY..However, mum called me the other day and she was convincing me to go home throughout the holiday. I know she started to miss me. It happens everytime about this time of the year. It was the same thing last year. So I looked through but there is still no cheap tickets. I dont know whether to buy now or to wait. What if the price goes up later? Or what if the price is lower then? I hate buying flight tickets. Its so unpredictable. So I ended up not buying and will see if there is any cheaper later. If not, then I would have to starve in order to get the ticket. The thought of going back excites me. How I wish I can fly home now. Like NOW...But this is life I guess...I dont even know why I choose to be out of Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably stop now and start studying. I am so screwed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise to be back soon this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BYE!&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/2163624826301911550-2932739802443585200?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2932739802443585200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2932739802443585200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2932739802443585200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2932739802443585200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/08/rather-long.html' title='Rather long'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/TGJgCUXoYII/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mv6kP9mjMlw/s72-c/Image115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4761172598321102625</id><published>2010-03-07T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T02:31:31.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work with a touch of sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/S5N96Z6uNfI/AAAAAAAAAME/PP-NLScT8O4/s1600-h/P070310_19.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445834816764130802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/S5N96Z6uNfI/AAAAAAAAAME/PP-NLScT8O4/s400/P070310_19.05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Study table is for studying. Pharmacology..Have to do the reading and answer the questions. Although it is not due any soon, but this week's work must be done by this week&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (but it's Sunday already...LOL..So it's considering a new week).&lt;/span&gt; Anyways, atleast I still have the intention of completing it this weekend. Not too bad for first week of Uni. Laptop full of great movies and dramas is calling me but I need to focus. How can I resist my beautiful laptop which is also sitting comfortably on this wooden table facing me? Solution found. The best thing that can help me now is what you see in the picture above. A Classic Dark Tim Tam. Yummy..Love it so much. This is my first time buying Tim Tam when it is not under promotion. Had been craving for it since few days ago so, I don't bother waiting it to be under promotion. I might have been dead if I were to wait. Not much difference in price too.. So Just buy it...Right? With only 11(i think) in this tiny little thing, I should be wise so that it would last long enough. Seriously, it is the best dark recipe ever.. So I strongly recommend this to you..BUY n TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Got to get back to work...Be back soon.&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/2163624826301911550-4761172598321102625?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4761172598321102625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4761172598321102625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4761172598321102625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4761172598321102625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/03/work-with-touch-of-sweetness.html' title='Work with a touch of sweetness'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/S5N96Z6uNfI/AAAAAAAAAME/PP-NLScT8O4/s72-c/P070310_19.05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6354507480120570778</id><published>2010-03-02T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:54:41.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must we start like this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;First semester for this year has finally began..Today's my first day and I  was left speechless with a big sigh after my last lecture which was Pharmacology. Had 4 hours of lectures today. 2 hours of Pharmacokinetics and the remaining for Pharmacology.  WHat can I say? It was a great influx of information like the last semester's first day.. Come on, it's only the beginning and I expect them to give like an intro to the subjects  before really starting with the lecture materials. However, lecturers in Uni are all cruel. First year's first semester was the only sweet start. Pharmacokinetics messes my head all over equations and drugs whereas pharmacology messes my head with drugs and their interaction..How can I survive the whole semester with this kind of Tuesday? It's rather depressing isn't it? If you don't think so, maybe you should come and take over my place for once.Maybe I should get used to it since I do not seem to have a choice. Right?? Anyways, it was also today that I realized Dr. David Foster whom will be my Pharmacokinetics Course Co-ordinator is quite good-looking and funny.  Those attractive eyes are really charming. However he is too old. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Class ended at 6pm and my friends and I planned to drop by at Maccas to get ice-cream due to the hot weather. And guess what? Even Maccas doesn't show me some mercy today. The machine is down. How could that be? Don't they know it's gona be sunny today? Argh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fyi, Rundle mall is kinda like a happening place in Adelaide but as most of you know, shops in Australia close by 5 or 5.30pm. So at 6pm, we really can't expect anything and that street will have 80% less people compared to working hours.  However, today is slightly diferent. Quite a number of people with AC DC T-shirt walking down that street. From kids to young adults to the more mature but not veteran were wearing them. Because AC DC is in town today!! Awesome..May it be a great show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think that is it for today..Gota watch a movie to relax my mind..Be back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6354507480120570778?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6354507480120570778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6354507480120570778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6354507480120570778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6354507480120570778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/03/must-we-start-like-this.html' title='Must we start like this?'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2687472936864696578</id><published>2010-02-27T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:33:13.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Them!!!</title><content type='html'>Boarded the plane back to Adelaide yesterday and had my feet on it's ground this morning. This feeling is so different from last year. Last year was feel with excitement on having an amazing year in this amazing place and being the first time away from home for such a long time. The first night was slightly tough but managed to go through it and from then on, everything was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday and today, I miss my family even more than before..I dont know why..Maybe because I had been spending too much time with them for the last 2 and a half month..That is a long long time. The week before I left, I wanted to come back to Adelaide so much because I am just sick of lazing around at home with nothing to do. But it was a totally different story on the 26th of February which is the day that I am suppose to leave Malaysia again. It was so difficult to look back and bid farewell. I am afraid I can't hold myself back. But I did it..Walk straight in and board the plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, being the first day back here, I still miss them like crazy but I guess that's because Uni has yet to start. I bet once it begins, I will need to get into the routine and the crazy miss will reduce..Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2687472936864696578?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2687472936864696578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2687472936864696578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2687472936864696578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2687472936864696578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-them.html' title='Missing Them!!!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3592210486341942350</id><published>2009-12-30T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T08:37:07.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets End the Year with excitement</title><content type='html'>I wrote that as my title because I hope all my friends can have that since I am not having the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be specific, I have no plans for New Year eve..Ain't that sad? I am so lifeless. No friends or cousin to count down with. Was convincing dad to go to KL but he ignored me..So this means I have to stay at home and probably sadly watch TV on that day. Luckily I am going out with my friends on New year. If not, it will only be like another normal day of my year. Hopefully it wont turn out as bad as I thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3592210486341942350?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3592210486341942350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3592210486341942350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3592210486341942350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3592210486341942350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-end-year-with-excitement.html' title='Lets End the Year with excitement'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4232131424757936526</id><published>2009-12-16T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T05:22:34.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SyjdjzPfH1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/d5_-f4pKa0U/s1600-h/P12-12-09_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415822159033343826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SyjdjzPfH1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/d5_-f4pKa0U/s400/P12-12-09_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As the picture showed, my sister came to Adelaide to 'visit' me last Thursday which was 10th of December. Had heaps of fun with her and it is actually a good trial to remind me about living with my family again before returning back home..Well, it is different. It is weird in the beginning but it went well after few hours. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It is officially 17th of December now (according to Adelaide time). Will be back in Malaysia in just a few hours. Boarding at around 2.30 pm and the flight from Adelaide to Malaysia will depart at 15.30...I am so excited. Am I? I really don't know. I somehow have this mix feeling in me. I have to start to learn to adapt again. After leaving the country for 9 months, I don't really remember how is Malaysia like in detail. All that's left is a rough picture. Friends warned me about lots of stuff but I bet I will blend into the normal routine in a short period of time. Hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways, I packed today. There is so much stuff. I did not realise that until today. The worst thing was clearing up the fridge. It was quite gross. I don't want to recall. I was wondering, if I have that amount of stuff when I am only here for 9 months, what is it going to be like 3 years later when I complete my course? As high as a mountain? Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh well, I better leave. Need to catch some sleep tonight so that I will be able to convince mum to let me drive home tomorrow. I miss driving!!!!!&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/2163624826301911550-4232131424757936526?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4232131424757936526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4232131424757936526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4232131424757936526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4232131424757936526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-i-come.html' title='Here I come'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SyjdjzPfH1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/d5_-f4pKa0U/s72-c/P12-12-09_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7025392219008933503</id><published>2009-12-07T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:28:35.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th December 2009</title><content type='html'>On the date above at approximately 2.50pm, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am officially left in Adelaide all alone&lt;/span&gt;. My whole world is back to Malaysia except for me. When I left Airport, I was still alright cause Li Eng was by myside. But when she left at bus stop 6, I was left alone in the bus to get back to the city. The journey home seems to be longer than ever before. Walking down the busy lane under the sun in a sombre mood was what I was going through. Maybe it was also because I was really tired because I did not get enough sleep the night before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home, I &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;slept like a pig.&lt;/span&gt; From 4pm to 10.30pm. I set my alarm at 6.30pm. I planned to get up and cook dinner and watch Glee while eating. But I ended up offing the alarm and continue sleeping. Was awake at 8pm but I still felt really tired. So I thought of sleeping till the next day until I received a suprise call from Li Eng at around 10pm. She asked if I want to go for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt; with her tmr. In my half asleep mood, I said OK and hung up. As my head sunk on the pillow, I suddenly wondered why she wants to have dinner with me. That's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I woke up after that call. Can't sleep. So I onlined and chatted with a few people. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shalini J&lt;/span&gt; was the first person to wish me this year. Love her so much. After that text, I finally understand whats with the dinner appointment. LOL..I was so blur that I did not remember that it was my birthday the next day. Hehe..Hilarious. It must because of the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dai Di and alcohol&lt;/span&gt; the night before. Thanks to Nicole, YH and Aman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward the time, it is officially &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7th of December 2009 and I am 19 years old&lt;/span&gt;. Can't tell people that I am 18 anymore. 1 year passed so quickly. I am older now. Instead of going out for dinner with Li Eng, she actually got me a suprise. A few people came and we had a&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; cheese feast&lt;/span&gt;. 4 types of cheeses and we had that with crackers while drinking 2 bottles of sparkling juice with 9% n 11% alcohol respectively as well as sweet strawberries. It was great. All our faces tuned red showing a sign of drunkeness. But who cares right? And thanks to Chien and Eunie, I had cupcakes as birthday...It's my first time having &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cupcake&lt;/span&gt; instead of a cake.But also thanks to Lear, I have a whole carrot cake to myself. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wana say thank you everyone who made this birthday special and memorable....Love you guys lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Extra Love : Nicole, Lear, Yi Huan, Aman, Chien, Sandy, Ashley, Li Eng, Eunie and Eva!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7025392219008933503?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7025392219008933503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7025392219008933503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7025392219008933503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7025392219008933503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/12/6th-december-2009.html' title='6th December 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3757000570772844276</id><published>2009-11-29T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:27:35.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just have to say this. Had been sleeping quite alot after Finals. I slept for almost 14 hours last Friday. I was dead tired without reasons. Internet was down for the past few days and it was a torture. Imagine having no internet and no classes. I seriously had nothing to do and I have no drama from my friends. But Thank God the internet is working now. I really thought I would have no access to the world until I get back to Malaysia. Luckily this is not the case anymore. Really glad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Got Gossip Girl Season 3 from Aman Tan...He is awesome. The GG supplier...Haha...And now, I shall entertain myself with that as all my friends slowly fade off from Adelaide one by one. The last batch will be on the 6th. By then, everyone will be back in Malaysia. Sadly, I will only arrive after they have finish their 10 plates of char keoy teow or however you spell it. With those movies and dramas, I hope I wont be bored to death.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cant wait to go back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;17 days to go as it is already 30th of November 2009 at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;See you guys soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3757000570772844276?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3757000570772844276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3757000570772844276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3757000570772844276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3757000570772844276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6035085350289933704</id><published>2009-11-24T07:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T07:54:31.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yea..I am finally done with 1st year!! Had my last paper and I am declared a happy girl with  3 months break from now on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6035085350289933704?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6035085350289933704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6035085350289933704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6035085350289933704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6035085350289933704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1322134793557512417</id><published>2009-11-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:34:12.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Lifted Up</title><content type='html'>Today marked the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of my Final Exam. Had Pharmacy Practice paper. The paper wasn't tough but answering correctly might be a tough thing to achieve. It is so broad that some questions, you just won't know what to write exactly. I was debating with my inner-self through out that paper. Kept thinking about what to write and to think whether what I wrote will be an acceptable answer or was it just going be another sentence of craps. But Thank God it is done. I should get over it and start focusing on the 3 other subjects coming up. Will for sure do my best and hope it is enough to earn what I wish. I believe it is coming to an end very soon. Once exam kick starts, it also shows that things are wrapping up. Especially when I don't have gap in between papers. So the next thing I know will be me having my last paper and will be walking out of the hall in peace and joy. Right? Prefer it that way than dragging it for weeks. That would be more torturing. Just do it and get over it.. That's all I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;20th of November&lt;/span&gt;. So fast. This year is going to end in approximately 6 weeks and precisely in 41 days. That is really so fast. Will I think 2009 is a fruitful year when I look back? Hopefully the answer is Yes. I earned so much this year, mostly &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;. Met some really amazing people this year and they just make my life more enjoyable and fantastic. Life is great with those &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;laughters&lt;/span&gt; surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of writing this down cause I am bored of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, will update soon after exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Good night world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1322134793557512417?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1322134793557512417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1322134793557512417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1322134793557512417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1322134793557512417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-lifted-up.html' title='One Lifted Up'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4681927760439181528</id><published>2009-11-15T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T05:44:33.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Bublé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SwAFl0dx7_I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZiUPMALTmes/s1600-h/michael+buble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404325700141445106" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SwAFl0dx7_I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZiUPMALTmes/s400/michael+buble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SwAFlybNK_I/AAAAAAAAALY/CmrY-TOwGnc/s1600-h/michael+buble+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404325699593776114" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SwAFlybNK_I/AAAAAAAAALY/CmrY-TOwGnc/s400/michael+buble+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haven't met you yet&lt;/span&gt; by MB is super awesome. Check that song out yea. Although I love that song alot, I don't really listen to it as it is so addictive. I don't want to get too into it. I mean not at this moment. I will listen to that song continuously for 24 hours after &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;24th November 2009 12.30pm&lt;/span&gt;. Had been listening to lots of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chinese songs&lt;/span&gt; nowadays. I prefer listening to Chinese songs while studying. Why? Because I don't know the lyrics and actually have no idea about the songs I listen to. They are just randomly saved in my computer. Probably that's Megan's great job last year. 80% of the songs are just random and new to me. That's good I guess. Music only plays in a role in &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;keeping my mind awake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;alert&lt;/span&gt; so that what I've studied will be stored in my brain at the right place and will be blurted out during exam. I tried listening to English songs and the next thing I knew, I was&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; day dreaming&lt;/span&gt; enjoying the song and at times singing along.Lol. I really can't take it. It's driving me crazy. Maybe it's just my problem. Everyone has different habits I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a class="image" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Haven%27t_Met_You_Yet_cover.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Michael Buble&lt;/span&gt; was the guest judge on Australian Idol this week as well as next week. I am so excited. He is so &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;good looking&lt;/span&gt;. So&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; humble&lt;/span&gt;. So&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; friendly&lt;/span&gt; and just so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; likeable&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. There's s much fun with him around. Stan's performances were once again marvelous. He is just a soul man. Hayley did good too. But I really hope Stan will win. Next week will be the big show. It's finally the Finals. Can't wait for next Sunday eventhough I will be having exam on Monday. I will sacrifice my 2 hours just to watch that. Or should I not? Dilemma. Will see how everything goes next week. If studies is alright, I will watch. If not, then I might ground myself in my room. Seems like a good idea. Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 12am now. Time for me to get back to my lectures notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing all of you.&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/2163624826301911550-4681927760439181528?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4681927760439181528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4681927760439181528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4681927760439181528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4681927760439181528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/michael-buble.html' title='Michael Bublé'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SwAFl0dx7_I/AAAAAAAAALg/ZiUPMALTmes/s72-c/michael+buble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2993773458842218092</id><published>2009-11-11T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:30:52.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt; is super awesome nowadays. It's hotter than Malaysia and the sun is glaring straight from my face to my very toe.. It's not a good thing indeed. My feet are 3 tones darker and my whole body is atleast 1 tone darker now. Sad!!! That's how the weather is going to be for the rest of the week. I am so dead. My room has &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no air-cond&lt;/span&gt; and that I survive sleeping with only the fan on. But luckily there is still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fan&lt;/span&gt;. That is amazing. However, it now takes me longer to fall asleep than usual. I can only on the fan to medium as whenever I on it to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'high'&lt;/span&gt;, it's like the whole fan gona fall off from the ceiling. It's scary. So like what Lear kept repeating to my ear, it is seriously no doubt that my life is kinda sad right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Svqqcfl1tBI/AAAAAAAAALI/B-lgkzFtPMI/s1600-h/adelaide+weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402818109477598226" style="WIDTH: 499px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Svqqcfl1tBI/AAAAAAAAALI/B-lgkzFtPMI/s400/adelaide+weather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Svqqcfl1tBI/AAAAAAAAALI/B-lgkzFtPMI/s1600-h/adelaide+weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is commencing next &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thursday(19 November 2009)&lt;/span&gt;. I am not really nervous but I bet I should. Its the Final Exam before my first year end. Excited but not because first year is coming to an end but it's because I am going home soon. Yea!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;36 days to go&lt;/span&gt;..Only need to survive another 36 nights without air-cond. There's hope!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2993773458842218092?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2993773458842218092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2993773458842218092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2993773458842218092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2993773458842218092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot.html' title='Hot'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Svqqcfl1tBI/AAAAAAAAALI/B-lgkzFtPMI/s72-c/adelaide+weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6161158603598647629</id><published>2009-11-06T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:02:41.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>I am back. It had just been&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; 24 hours and 30 minutes&lt;/span&gt; since my last post. Indeed it's like what I wrote in my previous post. 'Will be back soon'. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today 6th November or should I say yesterday since it's after midnight now &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;marks the end&lt;/span&gt; of my attendance in Uni as a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;first year student&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a really long journey and like what the lecturers said, " We've been through alot". That is true. Finally all assignments and practicals and tutorials are done for the year 2009. What's left is only the 4 papers to be conquered in Finals which will be held from 19th November to 24th November. By then, I will be officially done with first year. Of course that only happens after I pass all the 4 subjects. I am sure I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this merely 1 day and 30 minutes, so much had happened. Mixed emotions. From &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; to have &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;. At least I end my day with a faith of hope in my heart and so I guess it is not too bad. I learn most in bad times. Without going through those storms, my heart did not know how to appreciate the calmness. Troubles are always here in reality and all I need to do is just to prepare myself for it and to make sure I know which side to turn to at those periods. Louie made my day again today. I am really glad I end my night with a message from him. It's really inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My eyes are fixed on You alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6161158603598647629?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6161158603598647629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6161158603598647629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6161158603598647629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6161158603598647629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2430846432170061111</id><published>2009-11-05T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T05:51:27.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satay and Dim sum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SvLXRl9WdlI/AAAAAAAAALA/NFmJ4zET0ZU/s1600-h/satay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615600417830482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SvLXRl9WdlI/AAAAAAAAALA/NFmJ4zET0ZU/s400/satay+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; satay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SvLXRRTOGuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tAgdVUBPdSQ/s1600-h/dim+sum+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615594872412898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SvLXRRTOGuI/AAAAAAAAAK4/tAgdVUBPdSQ/s400/dim+sum+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'har gau' which literally means shrimp dumpling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saliva lingering in your mouth? My answer is YES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really tired right now. I had been studying since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8am &lt;/span&gt;this morning and it's already &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.45pm&lt;/span&gt; right now. It has been approximately 12 hours after deducting the time I spent for lunch and also day dreaming trying to distress. Finals is just 14 days away and I am super nervous right now. Done with two subjects but I still have another 2 to conquer. It's not easy but it's not impossible. Right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, cause I am tired, I decided to call home just now. Talked to Jeslyn a little bit as she is also quite stress studying. SPM is just 13 days away and both of us will surely endure till the very end of this race. After talking to her, she passed the phone to mum. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt; was practically quite &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; to talk to me. Hehe..&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Out of the blue&lt;/span&gt;, she said he bought &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;satay&lt;/span&gt; and she was trying to make me jealous. Seconds later, she suddenly remembered she forgot to go pick up the satays that she ordered. LOL..That's so funny. But indeed I feel like eating satay now. After talking about satay, she talked about my room which she said it is now filled with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dust&lt;/span&gt; since no one is staying or even bother cleaning it. Sad~. Instead of asking her to please not abandon my room, I told her that I want &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dim Sum&lt;/span&gt; for my first morning in Malaysia once I am back. She laughed and said "Nonsense...That's so not a problem! You can order everything you like and have them all youwant"..Lol..That's so&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; sweet&lt;/span&gt;. It had been so long since I felt &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pampered by mummy&lt;/span&gt;. Felt like I am back being a child. So fantastic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I felt so distracted. I can't focus as &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'satay, dim sum and 42 days to go&lt;/span&gt;' keep flashing in my mind. I also learnt that it's not a perfect idea to call home when you're studying. It's the worst form of distraction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I shall revise another lecture then sleep kao kao.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be back soon.&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/2163624826301911550-2430846432170061111?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2430846432170061111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2430846432170061111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2430846432170061111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2430846432170061111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/satay-and-dim-sum.html' title='Satay and Dim sum'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SvLXRl9WdlI/AAAAAAAAALA/NFmJ4zET0ZU/s72-c/satay+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-585145274364231486</id><published>2009-11-03T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T04:00:25.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>I seriously have to accept that time really flies. In a blink of an  eye, I am now done with my &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pharmacy Practice patient counselling test&lt;/span&gt;. Thank God that I got a simple case and hopefully I did well enough to score all that I needed to.  And what's left for my First year is the 4 papers in finals which is only &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2 weeks away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ed mum today and apparently, I have only &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;44days left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(according to Candise)&lt;/span&gt; before I step on the rich land named Malaysia. All I can think of now is what I want to do and eat when I am home. There's so much to do and enjoy..Haha.. But...I have a problem; the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;. Last week was the  hottest week I experienced in Adelaide since I came. It was around &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;33degrees&lt;/span&gt;...I seriously cannot take it. I don't even want to get out from the house. Told my dad and he teased me..He asked how will I survive when I am back. That's true. I answered him that I am going to stay in an air-conditioned room all the time. He laughed and said "&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What about my electric bill&lt;/span&gt;". LOL.. I bet I will adapt to it as I will need to go through summer here before returning. The heat here during summer will be much worse compared to Malaysia. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have to get back to my book now. Torture myself for another 2 weeks before the fulfilling holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-585145274364231486?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/585145274364231486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=585145274364231486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/585145274364231486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/585145274364231486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8280987050785656095</id><published>2009-10-27T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T03:37:04.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pharmacy Practice 1B&lt;/span&gt; is the most challenging nightmare so far. Next week will be my interaction test. I haven’t even remembers all the symptoms for the conditions we were supposed to study. If I am not mistaken, there were around 15 types of medical condition that we should learn by heart. We have to know the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;symptoms, the treatments as well as the referral points &lt;/span&gt;for all. However, only one case will be assessed. Imagine walking into the pharmacy practice model with the lecturer as the patient and you as the pharmacist and not knowing what case will you get. The feeling is just scary. It’s stressful. I have exactly one week left and I felt so unprepared. Practised with my friend the whole day today but I still think I am not good enough. I still paused and at times, gave the wrong medication. Gosh. Help me!!!! Have to &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;practice till perfect&lt;/span&gt; before Tuesday(3/11/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the interaction test, we will also be sitting for a paper on this subject in the final exam which is 3 weeks away. Our lecturer told us yesterday that they will be&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; negative marking&lt;/span&gt; for the MCQ. That is new for me as I have not experience it before. For every &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wrong answer, 0.5 marks will be deducted&lt;/span&gt;. For example, if you get 1 question right and 1 question wrong, instead of getting 1 out of 2 marks, we will only be getting 0.5 out of 2 marks. This is actually to ensure that students are not just guessing the answer but to actually know them. I guess, I should not take MCQ lightly then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*3 weeks to exam,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7 weeks to see Jeslyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;8 weeks to Malaysia*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8280987050785656095?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8280987050785656095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8280987050785656095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8280987050785656095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8280987050785656095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1377206398752549216</id><published>2009-10-26T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:13:03.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken of Durian Aroma</title><content type='html'>Yes. The title speaks it all. I bet you can't wait to read about that gross stuff. LOL.. Instead of the sweet and nice durian smell, this aroma is far worse. It's no where near. It &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my chicken in the fridge instead of the freezer. I was supposed to cook the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chicken &lt;/span&gt;a week ago which was when I defrost it. But guess what, I left it there for a week and when I opened the container, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the smell was super duper strong&lt;/span&gt;. I chose to cook it anyway cause I have nothing else left. Everything else is in the freezer. I need to leave soon so I did not bother much. Just prayed that I will be alright. I cooked with oyster sauce thus it did not taste so bad. The sauce actually covered the rotten smell. I drink milk every morning but the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;milk tasted a little sour&lt;/span&gt; on that day which was the next morning after my rotten chicken dinner. Instead of going without breakfast, I decided to just drink that whole cup. I know you must be thinking I have a problem right? This is what happens when I am desperate. Hehe.. But thank God that I am alright. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;No diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stomach-ache&lt;/span&gt;. Told my friend about it and all they can say is my &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;immune system&lt;/span&gt; is strong. LOL..Speechless~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, catch up with you guys soon ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1377206398752549216?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1377206398752549216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1377206398752549216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1377206398752549216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1377206398752549216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/chicken-of-durian-aroma.html' title='Chicken of Durian Aroma'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-87776206941575348</id><published>2009-10-24T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:38:44.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SuL0tIqSp1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/yHFE_WCW97I/s1600-h/P241009_02.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396144359799433042" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SuL0tIqSp1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/yHFE_WCW97I/s400/P241009_02.06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Hug Me T-Shirt I mentioned in the previous post. Ain't that little monster cute. Anyways, I just thought of uploading it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-87776206941575348?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/87776206941575348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=87776206941575348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/87776206941575348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/87776206941575348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/hug-me.html' title='Hug Me'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SuL0tIqSp1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/yHFE_WCW97I/s72-c/P241009_02.06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-693283740650758073</id><published>2009-10-23T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:26:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Today had just been an &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;awesome day&lt;/span&gt;. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; to just come and relax and tell myself it's time to refresh and work harder in the following weeks. Things just happened randomly today and they were all good. Class ended and Lear and I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;. We then went to Jay Jays to get a T-Shirt. A &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T-Shirt written Hug Me&lt;/span&gt; with a really cute pic on it.  I was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; put the picture up but apparently, I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bluetooth&lt;/span&gt; the picture to the computer. So, I will do it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; or next time then. It's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mood today was really great&lt;/span&gt;. I am all &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hyped-up&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why. Maybe it's because of the weather. Anyways, I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ultimate Gifts&lt;/span&gt; today and it's a nice movie. The message out of the movie was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; we can't achieve our own dreams, we can still help others to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fulfill&lt;/span&gt; theirs' if we are capable and that how true friends stand by you at difficult times but 'friends' just try to avoid you at those moments. This is reality and we just need to grasp the concept. Sometimes we are so blinded by temporary things. We need to lose things and maybe all things before we learn to cherish the things we have. So perhaps I should start appreciating the stuffs that I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OCF&lt;/span&gt; as usual. Just went without any expectations. I knew we were gona watch a sermon today but I did not know much about it. It turns out to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'How Great is Our God' by Louie Giglio.&lt;/span&gt; I just love this man. He is such a great man that God had created. The video was amazing. It really struck me on how teeny tiny we are compared to the universe that God created. But you know what, even though He is so great and majestic and powerful and almighty, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;He still cares for each and everyone of us&lt;/span&gt;. He know us from the strands of hairs we have to the emotions we are going through. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I am so fearfully and wonderfully made&lt;/span&gt;. I thank God that He is always there for me that I are not alone in difficult circumstances. He knows our situation. He may not necessary take away and perfect those circumstances but He indeed does have a purpose and plan for us to go through that. A plan that none of us can imagine or expect as He is just so Great and all we need to do is just&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; rely on Him, wait upon Him, be still upon Him and have faith that through Him, all things are possible&lt;/span&gt;. Like what &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Isaiah 40:29 says, 'He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak'&lt;/span&gt;. Draw strength from God and we will surely overcome the problem and bring Glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCF was great. Did chat with a few people and it all went good. Well, I came home and I was supposed to study my Upper Respiratory Tract Infection lecture but I ended up watching &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fireproof.&lt;/span&gt; Well, it was random as well as I did not know why and how I found that movie and clicked on that link. I guess it's all planned out. God's mighty plan. It's a movie about mariage but that's not about it. It's the meaning of the movie that touched me. I got to admit that I actually teared while watching the movie because it's just so beautiful. The man asked his father, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"How am I suppose to show love to somebody over and over and over who constantly rejects me".&lt;/span&gt; It was meant on his wife. His dad then answered &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"It the same thing. God loves you even though you don't deserve it and even though you constantly rejects Him".&lt;/span&gt; Through the love from Jesus that we will learn to truly love others without expecting returns. The man then got that and accept Jesus Christ as his Saviour. We sometimes forgets to be grateful about that fact. We just constantly rejects and step back but God always draw Himself near us. He constantly move forward and He is constantly loving us even though we rejects Him.&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; We don't deserve all that He has done but He did it for us&lt;/span&gt;. It's just amazing if you think about it. It really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am getting a little too long winded here. Even I realized myself. Sorry for that. I bet no one would actually read this post from top to bottom but I do think it's great for me as I have just learnt so much in this 24 hours. It's getting late and I have to leave as I need to rise early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Good night people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-693283740650758073?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/693283740650758073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=693283740650758073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/693283740650758073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/693283740650758073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4584090888776991192</id><published>2009-10-19T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:15:15.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claude</title><content type='html'>I just suddenly have the urge to write this down here. Guess what, since Claude knew how Skype works, he called me like kinda often. Cause I access Skype through my phone, thus I am 24/7 online on Skype. And whenever he feels bored, he will call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what again, he just called me and this was how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Claude: Hi zhi ling jie jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Er, Hi Claude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Claude: So where are you now and what are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: I am in Uni now and I am doing some work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Claude: SHOOT! Sorry. I thought you're free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Haha.. So why did you call me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Claude: I am bored that's why I called you. OK la..Bye then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me: Haha..Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;45 seconds talk&lt;/span&gt; but it was kinda fun and random. I guess he is the only cousin who will think of me when he is bored. LOL..So sweet of him. Cute naughty little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say and now I have to head back to complete my Physiology abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Don't miss me although I know you will. yes.. It's you that I meant. YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4584090888776991192?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4584090888776991192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4584090888776991192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4584090888776991192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4584090888776991192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/claude.html' title='Claude'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4941359775924265180</id><published>2009-10-19T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:01:37.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is meant to be a random post as I need a break. Am in Uni now and I am in the midst of looking for information to write for my Chemistry essay. It's rather not fun as I don't have much of an idea on what am I going to include for the topic chosen. But well, I believe I will and it will be done before the deadline. So much to do but atleast my Physiology presentation is done today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ONE DOWN!!!!! More to come~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway, it's like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.25pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;now and I have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 hours and 35 minutes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to go before my next lecture which is at 6pm. Tuesday is not a good day as I have to reach Uni at 10am and only finishes class at 8pm. Tiring but after all, I survived and there is only 3 Tuesdays left before we end this Semester. YEA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am hungry now but I can't eat as I only brought 2 pieces of bread and I bet if I eat now, I will be hungry again before 6pm. Ish..I shall forgo the hunger for the sake of saving money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just thought of sharing my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sad life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gota get back to reality now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BYE!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4941359775924265180?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4941359775924265180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4941359775924265180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4941359775924265180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4941359775924265180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2021449122251232900</id><published>2009-10-17T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:26:10.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Just feels like dropping by again to just write something here. This is because of&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Stan Walker&lt;/span&gt;. As I was reading his blog, it just inspires me to blog more. Reading those posts are really interesting as they are all funny. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome after I logged-out from my blog page. As I wrote, I went for a jog. I was supposed to jog around to look for a &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;barbeque pit&lt;/span&gt; for Lear Law as she's planning for an outing. So I just do her a little favor.  I usually jog around Elder Park but I jogged around both Elder Park and Torrens River to look for the pits. Gosh..it was tiring. The track just &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;go round that once you started there is no way to turn back.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. So I have to perservere till the very end to reach the end point so that I could walk back to my Apartment. I remembered there's one barbeque pit but as I jogged yesterday I saw none. Nonetheless it was good that I got to burn more fats. Once I reached my apartment, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can't feel my legs anymore. They got detached from my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;( exaggerating..Like what my dad always say about me. I like to exaggerate and this habit got worse since I came here.)&lt;/span&gt; LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jog every Saturday(apparently), cause I think it's a good way of getting out of my stress zone and stepping into the relaxing zone by just having to enjoy the cool air and the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green nature&lt;/span&gt;. It's great.  Chatted with my cousin bro yesterday too and he said he is having his A-Level finals this coming week. LOL..But I don't know why and how that we landed on the topic that I jog every Saturday. Immediately after that, he said to me &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;" Sure very fit d right"..&lt;/span&gt;Gosh..So not. I am not even close to the word fit. Still as fat as usual. Actually no..Fatter than the Malaysian Sze Lynn..Why? I eat lots of fatty food and I go for jog. So the equation will be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fat + Fatty foods + Jog= Fat&lt;/span&gt;. So, I am not fitter by jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this whole post becomes my jogging post. Anyways, let me just share something intersting with you. My chicken curry was yummy and I am cooked &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red bean soup&lt;/span&gt; today and it's delicious too..So proud~ Blush~ This is me..always syok sendiri. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should atleast stop here so I can get back to my Pharmacy Practice dispensing scripts. Need to complete everything. Then go for Drums later. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss me..&lt;br /&gt;Chat with you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;BYE..MISSING EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2021449122251232900?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2021449122251232900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2021449122251232900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2021449122251232900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2021449122251232900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6280456122837023043</id><published>2009-10-16T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:36:02.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping By</title><content type='html'>I am still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;counting down&lt;/span&gt; and everytime I do so, it's cracking my nerves. 4&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; and 1/2 weeks to final.&lt;/span&gt; However, I am still procrastinating. Ain't that sad? So I thought, instead of browsing through the net maybe I should atleast pen down something here then I might be satisfied to then browse my books. Hopefully. LOL.  The previous week was all about studying. It was Chemistry everyday as I just had a test yesterday. The paper wasn't that hard but I would say, I did not do a great job there. It was just so so..and I just practically screwed up one of the questions by just merely ignoring the extra information given. I just wanted to hit myself for doing that. What's done is done and all I can do is to pray that it wouldn't turn out as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Peer pressure&lt;/span&gt; is really getting me now. Without family by my side, friends are the people I am closest with here in Adelaide. I am really glad that I've met some really amazing people and that I know I can learn so much from them. Everyone is studying like crazy and it's causing me to do so. That is really good. It kinda made me feel guilty if I dont study and that's exactly what I need now as to neil my finals. The downside to that is that they are really smart and I have got to admit that I am not as brilliant as them. Thus I sometimes feel quite intimidated by that. However, I would not let that hold me back. Those thoughts will just need to be polished and made positive by just simply having to say "I have to work slightly harder than them and I can surely achieve what they achieve". I have faith in myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying "Yes" to the previous paragraph, I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;start to say &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"NO"&lt;/span&gt; to junk foods. I have been eating lots of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chocolates &lt;/span&gt;nowadays. Why? Cause they are all on sale. It's not like it's a must but I just can't help it. I just have to buy cause they are really cheap now. They are trying to clear all winter chocolates. Apparently, one of my friends told me that the chocolate made in winter and in summer is different. This is so cool as I never knew that. So I guess this is why they are selling them off at low prices so that they can stock up those summer chocolates. So yes, I have plenty of chocolates to eat and I should STOP buying more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those chocolates will accompany me throughout my studying journey till finals. Taking bits by bits, day by day. Yea~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I'll go prepare my curry for tonight's dinner and then go for a jog.&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; I promise I will study something today &lt;/span&gt;eventhough it's a nice weekend. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Reminder: (8 &amp;amp; 1/2 weeks to be back in Malaysia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6280456122837023043?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6280456122837023043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6280456122837023043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6280456122837023043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6280456122837023043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/dropping-by.html' title='Dropping By'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7443167219301439458</id><published>2009-10-06T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T04:19:24.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixth of October Two Thousand Nine</title><content type='html'>In a blink of an eye, its already &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;October 6th 2009&lt;/span&gt; which is also the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;267th day&lt;/span&gt; of this year. Ain't time flying? Yesterday marked the very last day of my school break for this year until I finish my first year of Bachelor of Pharmacy. So scary and unbelievable. The next time I have my break will be on the 24th of November 2.30pm...That's when I can smile and walk out of the exam hall feeling all relief until March 2010 starts and all ready to start my second year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's an amazing day. Went to Uni at 10am and was there till 8.30pm..10 and a half hours. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Breakfast + Lunch + Dinner = 4 pieces of bread, 1 energy bar and 2 cups of milk.&lt;/span&gt; However, the good thing is I don't feel hungry..Yea. I really should start eating that amount everyday as I bet I have gained a few pounds since the last holiday where I was just eating non-stop. Now, I have to do twice as many sit-ups. That's so not fun. But I guess it will all be worth it as the pounds I lose here will be replaced by all the food to be eaten when I am back in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. Can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also starting from today too, I officially have&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; 7 weeks to my first paper of finals.&lt;/span&gt; The worse thing is, there are still assignments and tests in between. 7 weeks ain't long. But, rather than to panic, I guess it would be a better idea to just do my best and manage my time well. I want to have a life too even in the midst of these assignments and exams. So, I have decided on my life for the next 7 weeks. It's just plans but I will try my best to stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;1) More on textbooks and revision books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;2) Less on laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;3) Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;4) Basic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;5) Talk less and do more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I should really stop blogging and facebook-ing. I should be studying now although I am tired. I cannot start giving &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;excuses &lt;/span&gt;to myself. I cannot start &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;  I cannot start being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can do all of that 8 weeks from now while waiting for my sis to arrive since I will be here all alone. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I should probably hit my book once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7443167219301439458?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7443167219301439458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7443167219301439458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7443167219301439458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7443167219301439458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/10/sixth-of-october-two-thousand-nine.html' title='Sixth of October Two Thousand Nine'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-637580525765798946</id><published>2009-09-26T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T04:35:34.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;At moments like these, perhaps silence is the best thing to do. Ignorance is bliss. Not knowing will be so much better than what people want to tell you. It might be really annoying and confusing in the beginning, but as time goes by, everything will be alright. Sooner or later you will get used to it or perhaps immune to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That's all I can say. Don't ask me as you'll still get the same answer...a silence. Blame me if you want, but my stand will never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;-Trying to let go. But it's not easy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-637580525765798946?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/637580525765798946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=637580525765798946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/637580525765798946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/637580525765798946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-break.html' title='Speech of Silence'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3648182388121578840</id><published>2009-09-21T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:34:47.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I realized I don't know you anymore. You had became so foreign to me that I don't know where to begin again. Perhaps, I am never really close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't want to always be the one stepping forward. Can it be that way? Why must I be the one? I am just too exhausted as I took so many steps but yet, you're taking steps back and thus the distance will never change. It never becomes nearer but only further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I am wrong. Maybe YES..Maybe I should change myself but I can't help by just being who I am. Maybe, it is just meant to be a teenager, silly mistake that I should say GoodBye to. Will never look back again as things can never be like before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3648182388121578840?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3648182388121578840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3648182388121578840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3648182388121578840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3648182388121578840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/09/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-9055808956506277308</id><published>2009-09-13T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:03:52.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12th September 2009</title><content type='html'>It was just an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ordinary Saturday but it's filled with extraordinary experiences&lt;/span&gt;. Woke up around 9.30am to get ready to go over to Li Eng's house to prepare refreshments for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Girl's Ministry&lt;/span&gt; hike which will be in the afternoon. We made bread and butter pudding as well as some tuna sandwiches to satisfy everyone's stomach after the hike. After everything, we packed our stuffs and headed back to the city as we were supposed to meet everyone else in the city to take the bus to Morialta Park. The weather was warm. It really felt like its finally spring. No jackets were required and we can finally get out from our house in shorts. We reached the city slightly earlier so we decided to go to Hungry Jacks for ice-cream. Ice cream on a hot day is awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left the city around 2.15pm and reached &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Morialta Park &lt;/span&gt;at around 2.45pm. Waited for the others and we started our journey hiking up the hills at around 3.15pm. There was a total of 20 of us. The place was just marvelous. It's so beautiful and I was told that if we were lucky enough, we might be able to see koala. Isn't that amazing? Seriously, eventhough I was sleepy, looking at those sceneries just makes me more alert. More energetic to just run up instead of taking a stroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nicole, Lear, Yi Huan and I were so excited like small kids that we kept running forward&lt;/span&gt;. Amanda who was the 'mum' kept calling us back to ensure that we were not lost. I felt bad for giving her so much trouble but I just can't help myself. We just kept running away. We climbed here and there like monkeys and Amanda kept asking us to come down. LOL..We did but after like 10 times of calling. LOL..There was once where we did not want to get down and in the end, everyone climbed up to join us. The view from there was breathtaking. After taking a couple of photographs we continued our hike as our aim was to reach the first fall. Which was a few kilometres away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After minutes of walking, Nicole and I felt a few drops of water on our skin and thought it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;drizzling&lt;/span&gt;. Anyhow, we can't turn back. We were almost there. The waterfall is just nearby. So we kept walking. Like in 'Finding Nemo' where Dory will say "just keep swimming, swimming, swimming", we went "just keep walking, walking, walking". The perseverance was worth it. We can finally see the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;waterfall&lt;/span&gt;!! A real waterfall. Out of nowhere, Nicole told me "Wei, its not drizzling, its the water from the waterfall..The wind blew those water and thus it felt as though it was raining..LOL". Both of us laughed. Like some retarded girls. Anyways, the water was super cold. It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;icy cold&lt;/span&gt;.. So we sat on the rocks and just enjoyed the sound and just the cool air surrounding us. Yi Huan and Lear took off their shoes and dipped their feet in the water. They really enjoyed it but when they took their feet off the water, it seems that they were so numb that you can't even feel your toes. LOL..Besides, they just contaminated the water with their 'dirty feet'. Pity those kids who were down stream playing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were done talking pictures and thus we walked down hill. The walk down seemed much shorter than the climb up. It's always like that. To is always more torturing than back. Found a great picnic spot and we laid all our food out. Had a time of sharing by Debra and Jade. The topic was about &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Life stages&lt;/span&gt; and it was great. It left me thinking about quite alot of stuffs. After everything, we went back around 7pm. Everyone were tired but surely had  enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything were so perfect except for the part where we were feeding the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt;. It was almost dusk when we did the sharing. So there were a lot of mosquitoes around. The number of bites were uncountable. It was the first time seeing mosquitoes in Adelaide. Had been here for 7 months but I have never seen them. So on this special day, I started to realise that there are mosquitoes in Adelaide too. Not just Malaysia. And oh yea, we did not manage to see koalas. So sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0GhT5u4jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4_lPU8Od6Lw/s1600-h/8729_139502667135_622057135_3073726_5760615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0GhT5u4jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4_lPU8Od6Lw/s400/8729_139502667135_622057135_3073726_5760615_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380964299125482034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HRgWskFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YScKceYvHgM/s1600-h/park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HRgWskFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/YScKceYvHgM/s400/park.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380965127101911122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0Gz4CB7TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bzi_soMsJ9o/s1600-h/9320_133265802217_640562217_2658323_3842301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0Gz4CB7TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bzi_soMsJ9o/s400/9320_133265802217_640562217_2658323_3842301_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380964618061606194" 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/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0GzYW-O5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8zPcItaO8EM/s1600-h/8729_139501287135_622057135_3073690_938642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0GzYW-O5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/8zPcItaO8EM/s400/8729_139501287135_622057135_3073690_938642_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380964609559509906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HRHPweKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/29erabj1hyw/s1600-h/9320_133265882217_640562217_2658336_7138281_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HRHPweKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/29erabj1hyw/s400/9320_133265882217_640562217_2658336_7138281_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380965120361920674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HQ2O5_fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bwEfEqj7EBk/s1600-h/9320_133265837217_640562217_2658329_5025125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0HQ2O5_fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bwEfEqj7EBk/s400/9320_133265837217_640562217_2658329_5025125_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380965115794947570" 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/2163624826301911550-9055808956506277308?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/9055808956506277308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=9055808956506277308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9055808956506277308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9055808956506277308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/09/12th-september-2009.html' title='12th September 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sq0GhT5u4jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4_lPU8Od6Lw/s72-c/8729_139502667135_622057135_3073726_5760615_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2373258122271296403</id><published>2009-09-10T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:55:56.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sqkd6jFM1oI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s36AHUQGSmM/s1600-h/air+love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sqkd6jFM1oI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s36AHUQGSmM/s400/air+love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379864121557440130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sqkbkh6aUzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1m5-05D2u-c/s1600-h/love+balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sqkbkh6aUzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1m5-05D2u-c/s400/love+balloon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379861544263373618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really need to look for 1001 reasons just to love someone? Do we really need to treat people the way they treat us? Can't we just take the initiatives to make the change by just loving and treating people  from the bottom of our hearts? By bottom of our hearts I mean just pure. Without considering any other factors and excuses. If everyone can do this, the world will be different. It will be a much better place to accommodate us and all other creatures that are created. Just like the picture above, maybe we can be the one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;holding the balloon instead of waiting to receive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will we do when a certain someone treats us in a bad way? Will you continue to take them as your friend or will you take revenge by giving them the same treatment you received? There is no right or wrong answer. Different people have different perspectives on things. There are billions of people in this world and there are billions of mind. We are not cloned and thus all of us take things in our own way. Even twins think differently. But we can unite as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, we can keep things simple. Why complicate it? Just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;simply love someone&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't really matter if they don't love you back. Atleast you can tell yourself that you're just being yourself when you're with that person. You love him/her the way you want to. That itself is adequate. Love is so much more favourable compared to dislike or in a harsh way- hate. Like what Abraham Lincoln said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Am I not destroying my enemies when I make         friends of them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Love is in the air. &lt;/span&gt;So if you live on Earth and breathe in the air, you should be exhaling air of love. *Always remember, through the tormoil love may bring, the heart often sees what the eyes cannot.&lt;br /&gt;When love takes over, everything will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SqkblJPV0rI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BNPced1Q2jo/s1600-h/love+is+in+the+air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SqkblJPV0rI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BNPced1Q2jo/s400/love+is+in+the+air.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379861554820141746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SqkblQAlywI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7nv7vXG38Fg/s1600-h/hand-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SqkblQAlywI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7nv7vXG38Fg/s400/hand-love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379861556637321986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; This is general where it includes family love, BGR, friendship as well as just to a stranger.&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/2163624826301911550-2373258122271296403?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2373258122271296403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2373258122271296403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2373258122271296403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2373258122271296403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/09/simply-love.html' title='Simply Love'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sqkd6jFM1oI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s36AHUQGSmM/s72-c/air+love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-792227227107805989</id><published>2009-08-25T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T04:49:21.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Malaysia</title><content type='html'>Yes. The title speaks it all. I miss Malaysia.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; I miss daddy, mummy and my sisters.&lt;/span&gt; LOL..Sounds so childish but yea. I miss them all. Thats why I call home more frequent nowadays. Listening to their voices just soothes my soul. When I am alone and has nothing much to do, the urge to call them is just there. But since semester started, I had been pretty busy with tests coming up and thus I dont really think about home so much. Is that good or bad? I think its positive in a way as I am atleast not distracted because of homesick but the bad thing is, that should not be an excuse. NO matter what, they know I miss them. And that's adequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my immediate family, I can't believe that my cousins in Malaysia actually miss me. That just so unbelievable. Webcam-ed with my cousins the other day and I realized one of my cousins is actually now wearing a pair of spectacles. She looked so different. Look like a total nerd..Lol. Everything was fun except for the fact that Kelly showed me her T-shirt. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Pangkor Island T-Shirt&lt;/span&gt;. She asked me, "Do you remember this?". I stopped for a moment as I really have no idea about that shirt. In the same time, she is just 8 year-old. I dont want to disappoint her. If she can remember, I should be able to remember too. But my mind was just blank. Seconds later, another cousin sister told me that Kelly got it wrong. They went to Pangkor mid of this year and so it is practically impossible for me to be with them. The point here is, Kelly actually thought I went to that trip. She forgot that I was actually not there. Living with her for one year is really long that it just makes her think that I am with them wherever they go. Hilarious.LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;end of August&lt;/span&gt; and instead of thinking about the finals that is drawing near, I am thinking about going home. Planning on what to do when I am back. Thats ridiculous. On the other hand, look at the bright side, that motivates me to study as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;holidays &lt;/span&gt;will be so rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-792227227107805989?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/792227227107805989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=792227227107805989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/792227227107805989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/792227227107805989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing-malaysia.html' title='Missing Malaysia'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6337475182166581488</id><published>2009-07-30T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:47:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Challenges</title><content type='html'>Few days back was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;27th of July&lt;/span&gt; which was also my beloved cousin, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Claire's &lt;/span&gt;21st birthday. It was kinda sad as I wasn't there to celebrate that memorable day with her. So practically, we chatted on facebook and Msn the whole night. As a way to accompany her so that she doesn't really feel like I was missing. Although she still don't want to admit that she misses me. 24 hours later, on the 28th, it was another cousin, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Leanne's &lt;/span&gt;21st. Unfortunately, I wasn't there too. Hope they will both have a great year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Semester started&lt;/span&gt; on the same day as Claire's birthday which was on the 27th. After a 3 weeks break, uni will surely give me a little bit of life as I had been rotting throughout the holidays. I dont know what I did but I am sure to tell that I was busy. LOL.. First lecture itself was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;massive influx of informations.&lt;/span&gt; Sheridan lectured like a bullet train and I was just trying to catch all that she had said and try to keep them inside my brain. However, only 50% was absorbed. Poor thing. Since holiday, my brain lost it's maximum function speed. Might need a few days to recover. But for sure it won't take long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pharmacy Practice lecture was second. It was really nice as we had it in PM-06. After the renovations, it looked so good. It felt so much more comfortable and really gives me the mood to study as everything was just right. From the lighting, to the tables (which wont fall off as you dosed off) and also those seats (which gives me the feeling of chinese new year as it were all red). So yea..Definitely going to enjoy all the lectures in that lecture hall throughout this semester. This subject will be much more&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; challenging&lt;/span&gt; this time as I just have a feeling I am going to enjoy it. Hopefully I will. With all those recordings and feedbacks, it actually really makes us improve more rather than like what we did last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So I shall work hard for this semester to achieve what I did not achieve last sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I CAN DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6337475182166581488?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6337475182166581488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6337475182166581488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6337475182166581488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6337475182166581488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-challenges.html' title='New Challenges'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1251785854428141462</id><published>2009-07-23T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:55:29.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wonder who are you and the purpose of you coming to this world? Frankly, I have never given much thought on this until today. The Girl's Ministry of OCF UniSA had a talk on this topic, Who Am I? Before this, I only have a few points on my characteristics in my mind. Not more nor deeper than that. But after today, 23th July 2009, I finally get a clearer point of who am I now. As Amanda shared, I started to reflect and realized how much I have changed. In the handouts given out, there were also columns to write down the positives and negatives experiences that have shaped who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many thoughts on the positives but only one negative experience. That experience changed me so much that it is impossible to not realise it. As how the chinese put it, "Each family has it's own problem". At that point when it happened, I started to think, why must it happen to me? How could that? Everything was so normal and fine before this and I really cant accept the change. There are things that I did not imagine will happen or even ever thought it will happen. However, as time goes by, I started to slowly adapt to the situation. I know I have to learn because everything has changed and nothing can be done to reverse that situation. Unfortunately, as time goes by, things did not get better but became worse. I remembered I just hate those situations and everything at home became very stressful for me. For the first time I felt things were so out of control and I just hate it because whatever that is happening is not within my expectations. It was far beyond that. At a level where I have no control at all. There is nothing I can do. I am just a helpless girl in that house. In a house where it contains my once perfect family. Nevertheless, that incident had helped me to be a tougher person. I remembered I was crying like a baby when both my mum and maid came to give me support and courage to just continue the journey believing that things are going to be alright. Furthermore, as the eldest, I must take care of my sisters. I have the responsibility. Now, as years go by, that courage only grew stronger. Nothing can shake it. Once my friend asked me, why am I so realistic at times. How can I not be? Sometimes, people only see from the surface. Who would have ever thought that inside that beautiful house lives a family who once struggled to go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only we ourselves know what exactly is happening. No one can understand us better than ourselves. Do not struggle to be accepted by the crowd as that is only temporal. Besides, you're already accepted as His child. Discovering is a long and exciting journey. It is never ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1251785854428141462?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1251785854428141462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1251785854428141462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1251785854428141462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1251785854428141462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3959474826054105627</id><published>2009-07-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:38:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday life</title><content type='html'>3weeks of holiday and now 1 week left..Time flies. 1st week was merely rotting for me.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; Sleeping time :&lt;/span&gt;am, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Waking up time&lt;/span&gt;:pm. So pathetic. Negative: No life! But they always say. "Think positively". So the positive thing about living that life is saving money on breakfast and lunch. Especially when I am now spending in dollar and not RM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week was so much better. At least I am doing some stuff. Finally I went for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;jog.&lt;/span&gt; I was planning since I finished my last paper but I just can't seem to wake up to do that. But on Wednesday, I managed to move my butt out of the bed and get out of the apartment at 7am. Gosh, temperature was around like 6 degrees. So nice. Chilling. The weather was so good. The street was full of white collar workers heading for a coffee before getting into their offices. "I am breathing the fresh morning air", that was what I thought. Few kilometers down the track, I saw a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;rainbow&lt;/span&gt;. As what I will usually do, take out the phone from the pocket and snapped a photo of it. As I continued for another few meters, I felt a drop of water on my head. My heart was pounding as I really don't want it to rain. Seconds later, it drizzled. Before I can even decide whether to continue or to U-turn, it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;rained heavily&lt;/span&gt;. I had no choice but to run back. Hood up but no use as it kept falling off as I ran. Did not really bother but was just running as fast as I could so I can reach home in the shortest time.  One thing for sure, I don't want to catch a cold just because I went for a jog. No way. As I reached the main street again, the rain stopped. Took a look at the time, 7.45am. I only jogged for around 30 minutes. That's not my plan. But it doesn't matter. Went home, took a hotbath, ate breakfast and off to Uni. For no reason but I just don't want to stay at home cause I know I will surely do some nonsense stuff. Then sushi for lunch. So delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, as I am a girl, and I can tell you that girls like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sleepovers&lt;/span&gt;. Went to Lear's house on Thursday. Amazing plan. Nicole and I looked through the thick, few hundred pages baking book and finally decided on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;chocolate chips cookies and apple tarte tatin&lt;/span&gt;( One of the pressure test in MasterChefs). That's for our dessert. For main course, we had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;glutinous rice and salmon,lemon and spinach pasta.&lt;/span&gt; I have to say everything tasted really good except for the apple tarte tatin where I felt the apples were too sour and I am not a big fan of sour fruits. But overall, delicious.  The cooking and baking part were fun but sadly, the temperature in the house was not so fun. The house felt like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;freezer&lt;/span&gt;. It was so cold that we were all shivering except for the host. Lear: Cold? really? no what? I think it's very warm. So we stared at her thinking what was wrong and just ignored her. Her room was also  very cold. I don't know how she managed to survive. We were awake turning around the whole night except for Lear. What a successful sleepover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Results &lt;/span&gt;out. Some were more than what I expected but one was lower than what I was expecting. However, I am happy for it. Half a year to go!!!! I shall enjoy this coming week to the fullest before returning to the Uni-life routine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3959474826054105627?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3959474826054105627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3959474826054105627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3959474826054105627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3959474826054105627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/07/holiday-life.html' title='Holiday life'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8401551477724254716</id><published>2009-07-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T09:31:51.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit back and relax!</title><content type='html'>Yes! Here I am.. Back again to just write something so at least people know I am alright and not infected by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;swine flu&lt;/span&gt; or something like that, because the last post was like a month ago.oops..It was actually 2 months ago.That was long..But not too long. Friends, don't worry about me. I am all fine, healthy and jumping around in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is finally over and so, it's the kickstart for the 3 weeks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt;. Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;time to play, watch movies &lt;/span&gt;and most importantly&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; rest &lt;/span&gt;before the next semester starts. For the last couple of weeks, it had been just studying, studying and studying. Abandoning my social life. So, now it's the time to claim it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost 4 days since my last paper and so far, everything was great. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hanging out with friends, 4plates of pasta in Ikea, cards till 2am, video shooting, fish n chips, beach side walk, ice-creams, reading and watching movies&lt;/span&gt;. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best thing is, I finally found a place where I really belong. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My room&lt;/span&gt;. Since I came, I have not really found a place where I can really feel comfortable. Everything is so different from at home. I miss my room, my table and just everything. But since holiday, I spend more time in my room doing my stuff. Out from the hectic world. Quarantine myself. Reading and just relaxing. So, it is now declared to be my private area. Yeah! I am back living in my cocoon. Thats what I like doing. Being more anti-social. Do things myself. I don't mean doing all things by myself, but I mean there are some things that I prefer to do it alone. I think it is because it allows me to think about myself rather than thinking about what people think of me. We have to first understand ourselves and I would say, I have not really understand myself yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever it is, I am so blessed to be surrounded by people who care for me and people who lighten up my life. Love you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to movies although it is sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. XOXO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8401551477724254716?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8401551477724254716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8401551477724254716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8401551477724254716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8401551477724254716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/07/sit-back-and-relax.html' title='Sit back and relax!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7573026747015086268</id><published>2009-05-02T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:53:51.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog!</title><content type='html'>Like finally it is not dead. Short term memory lost I guess.. As browsing through facebook and it started to get boring, I suddenly remembered that I should visit my blog. Frankly speaking, I dont remember I have a blog for the past month. But its alright as the owner finally visit this link and write a new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I am kinda excited about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cooking&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps I was thinking that I would be out of home for a long time before returning and thus I should really cook properly and not just those simple dishes that I had been cooking for the past few months in Adelaide. Eat right! It might take up my time but I don't mind. I love cooking!! And improvement is what I am looking for everytime I cook. So I actually bought a few stuff that are vital for cooking so that the food will taste good. Go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter break is over, back to Uni life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Assignments and Assessments&lt;/span&gt;. But not forgetting those wonderful coursemates that made my lectures and tutorial more exciting, fun and most importantly less boring. Though that stack of assignment is quite high, I believe I can finish them on time. There is less than 2 months to mid year exam that is the final exam for this semester. A little stress but I can manage it. I am learning to say "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;JUST DO IT&lt;/span&gt;" copyright Nike and not to say '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt;". I should fight within myself and if I can achieve that, I should be glad. 100% attention in Uni and at home when I hit the books, focus more on those fine details than just the big picture as well as being more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will be dead again for some period of time. So don't bother on clicking this link as it might just make you end up saying "Still the same", "No updates" or just a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7573026747015086268?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7573026747015086268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7573026747015086268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7573026747015086268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7573026747015086268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog.html' title='Blog!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3105486699468595055</id><published>2009-04-15T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:37:40.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The air is filled with laughter yet you feel so lonely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your world might be filled with people, yet you feel so lonely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever felt that way? We are always afraid of being alone. But sometimes you just feel like whatever that is going around you is just like a story. Somehow somewhat the story ends and there is no fairy tale. So we still need to go on. People only see the external side which includes what you say and do. Deep down inside, there will always be a secret door where only you yourself have the key to unlock the door. Only you but no one else. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes, the world is spinning so fast that you just cant catch the pace. So in the end, you were left behind. How you wished or felt pressured to run faster so you can be among them. However, you know that no matter what, you just can’t. As you look around, there will surely be people whom were also left behind. Perhaps, it feels better to be among them than those who are of different speed. Just think, if you were to force yourself to run with those in front, can you bear the pressure? Can you really do it? Living a life of your own is more important than living a life where you think people want you to live. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nowadays, I had been feeling really out of place. There are a lot of things that is going around not the way I thought it would be. But, I chose to shut up and just live with it. I felt like screaming my lungs out but silently. I prefer to keep it to myself. Perhaps, I am not used to telling people. I am not that type who really share. So just go on like nothing is happening. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As time will pass and tomorrow will be a better day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3105486699468595055?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3105486699468595055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3105486699468595055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3105486699468595055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3105486699468595055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/04/upside-down.html' title='Upside Down'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-9192461612441706227</id><published>2009-03-27T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:16:10.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>How often do u say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you &lt;/span&gt;to your parents or even your siblings? My friend just brought up that topic the other day and I was actually thinking about it. It's so funny to see how things changed. When we were younger, we say that very often. As we grow, the word don't seem to appear as frequent. It is so funny when I came to realize that most of the young people nowadays say that 3 words more to their &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;partner&lt;/span&gt; or even their friends but not their family. However, does that mean you don't love your family as much as you used to? That's for you to judge. Everyone has different perspective and in this scenario, it's not a yes or no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 2 months since I left home. Like of course I miss home at times but not that homesick yet. Thanks to the people around me especially Jasmine. Adelaide gives me a little of the home feeling. So far,I called home like 2 weeks once and Jasmine said it's quite frequent. She practically don't call back unless it's an urgent thing. The longest phone call so far was to my mum which was around like half-an-hour. The usual ones are only less than 10 minutes. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It really caught my attention when a few of my friends told me that they call home everyday without fail. Another guy told me he allocated an hour daily to msn video call with his parents. Mine is a whole lot of different story. I video call home the other day for the first time and my mum just came and say Hi then continue doing her work...Haha..She don't seem to bother to sit there and chat with me.. That is so her. My dad did the same thing too. A wave and off he went. Puff~ into the thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left here, someone asked my sister how would she feel not having me at home and her answer was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt;. "The same la.. Like when she is in KL. No difference." Haha.. That's so true. While studying in Taylor's, I only go home during long breaks or to be precise 3-4 months once. Not so eager to go home although most of my friends will return back to their hometown once in two weeks. My dad actually ask me not to go home.. Haha.. Perhaps I am used to being independent and not too attached to them. But of course &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I LOVE THEM!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;more than anything else in the world. My family is my priority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;One thing nobody can do better than you is to be you&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/2163624826301911550-9192461612441706227?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/9192461612441706227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=9192461612441706227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9192461612441706227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/9192461612441706227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8739810119972996927</id><published>2009-03-26T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:09:22.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it goes again!</title><content type='html'>My first &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt; for 3 subjects and my first&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; assignment's&lt;/span&gt; due date are just around the corner. I must really say I have been studying but perhaps not very hard. Just alright. I wouldn't want to say its stressful or hectic. Who am I to say so? I am just in my first month of my first year. This is nothing. Like what James wrote in the email, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I believe that everyone had a good time either doing assignments, preparing for exams or working&lt;/span&gt;"(Lam 2009). What I need to do is just really manage my time well. So I decided to stay more in Uni. Life there makes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;focus. &lt;/span&gt;Even if i use the computer to complete my assignments, I would not open facebook or my blog as I just dont want my internet quota to go to non-academic websites. So that's how I control myself. Unlike at home in the apartment, while doing assignments, I will tend to chat with ppl, check facebook as well as going through people's blog. So, I am just wasting my time. Like what I am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than studies, I am having a real problem now. I am liking&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; pink &lt;/span&gt;more and more. Haha.. My quilt is pink and when my friend first came and saw, their first impression "WOw..You like pink that much?". I dont know why. But when you ask me that question, the answer will definitely be a 'no'. But its alright. It's not a bad colour though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt; less and be more serious nowadays. However, having Jasmine around make it more difficult or should I say like an impossible mission. This is due to the lack of crappers here. I told a senior a crap and she took it seriously. Like swt!! So now I must limit my craps to only those who I am sure can do the same thing. SO far, the confirmation targets are only Jasmine and Katrina. Janet-maybe &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(can be trained)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got to get back to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScthdIInJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0-uXQuzkHDk/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;                                 &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScthdIInJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0-uXQuzkHDk/s400/DSC02632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317450938068707138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                      Jasmine and I..Eating our toxic sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScthcUZmd8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/BgK4u_-YqD8/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScthcUZmd8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/BgK4u_-YqD8/s400/DSC02626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317450924181321666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                         My favourite tram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2163624826301911550-8739810119972996927?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8739810119972996927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8739810119972996927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8739810119972996927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8739810119972996927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-it-goes-again.html' title='Here it goes again!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScthdIInJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/0-uXQuzkHDk/s72-c/DSC02632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4283410110727660409</id><published>2009-03-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T07:52:25.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21st March 2009</title><content type='html'>Its officially 21st March of year 2009 now in Adelaide. 20th March 09 had been a great day. I felt so happy today...Oh no.. It was yesterday. Don't think I can sleep! Class was as usual yesterday 8am!! It took me some time to forced myself out of my comfy bed but yet, i did it! I woke up around 1 hour 10 minutes before class starts. And today, when I asked &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt; what time she woke up, she boastfully answered me "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Very Early&lt;/span&gt;..8.10am" I was thinking that was pretty early until I asked her what time her class starts. She told me 9am. That's not call early!! Then my class ended at 12pm. Great, went to get bread and orange juice and head straight back home. Cooked &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;curry.. &lt;/span&gt;It tasted not bad people..Dont think I dont know how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Aman Tan. He gave me his whole collection of DVDs. Btw, don't u think that name its kinda special? Its alright. It was quite childish of him as the CD holder was the cartoon Cars holder. But it doesn't matter. It contains alot of stuff. I wanted the movie 21 but due to convenience, I took the whole holder promising to return to him in the evening as we will meet. However, I was reluctant to do that. Then he said, "Keep la..Watch this weekend so you dont study." Like huh? kiasu la.. He admitted that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is nice..I kinda like it.. Jim Sturgess is so hot.. I don't only like the movie because of him but the tricks and his attitude that impressed me..Such a talented boy and this really showed me how people make money in casino. These type of things really happen. That's how people got bankrupt. They get addicted to gambling and not playing it the smart way ignoring their emotions. There are moral values.. I learnt something so it's not about wasting my time watching the 2 hour long movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkMOXaWcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZCLSEfSxb6I/s1600-h/jim+sturgess.jpg+2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkL2iytGI/AAAAAAAAAII/DJ8M3w70xgA/s1600-h/jim+sturgess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkL2iytGI/AAAAAAAAAII/DJ8M3w70xgA/s400/jim+sturgess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315272508754277474" border="0" /&gt;           &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkMOXaWcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZCLSEfSxb6I/s1600-h/jim+sturgess.jpg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkMOXaWcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZCLSEfSxb6I/s400/jim+sturgess.jpg+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315272515148995010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Sturgess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4283410110727660409?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4283410110727660409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4283410110727660409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4283410110727660409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4283410110727660409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/21st-march-2009.html' title='21st March 2009'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/ScOkL2iytGI/AAAAAAAAAII/DJ8M3w70xgA/s72-c/jim+sturgess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6771253719408246066</id><published>2009-03-19T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:29:06.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weak</title><content type='html'>Every&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2nd and 4th Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be like today. 6 hours straight of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;chemistry.&lt;/span&gt; It will all start with tutorial, then lecture then 4 hours of practical. Sze Lynn is really weak. I dont like myself that way. I prefer the tough strong me. But do I have a choice? Perhaps yes. Today's practical was my first practical in UniSA. They first showed us a video showing all the safety regulations. Then it was the lab demonstrators who told us where are all the stuff. That whole thing took like 45 minutes. And btw, there wont be any stool for us. They are only for the lab demonstrators. During orientation, Brian Wing, one of the oldest, most experienced and strict looking lab demonstrator  told us that unless we have both broken leg or pregnant, or else they wont provide us with stool to sit. With the usual fear I have, I went to take a really heavy lunch to ensure I will be able to survive the whole experiment. Unfortunately, it did not make much of a difference. I HAVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOW BLOOD PRESSURE&lt;/span&gt; so I really cant stand still so long. I am alright if I am moving but other than that no. 30 minutes past, I felt dizzy and everything turned black. I knew I was going to faint anytime thus I quickly squat down. I took off my lab glass a little as we are not suppose to take off our goggles when we are in the lab. Brian saw me and he came to me, asked me to go out of the lab. He asked if I was alright and do I want to sit. Of course I said 'yea'. So he allowed me to sit outside of the lab for around 10 minutes. Then I returned back to the lab and that was when he told us where are the toilets in that building and told us not to be afraid to leave the lab for that purpose. Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were back to our tables, Sandy asked if I went to the toilet. I answered no. Then she poped up with another question. Huh? You got&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; punished to stand outside&lt;/span&gt;? Again I answered no. But out of curiousity, I asked her why she have the thought that I got punished. She said because I actually lifted up my goggles. Then I giggled and said no, I felt dizzy so I went out to sit. She was like "'huh' Oh.. I thought Brian punished you. He look really serious and scary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not even under the sun. Why cant i be a little &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;stronger&lt;/span&gt;? I still remember vividly how I fainted in high school. It was during assembly and on that particular day I was late for school. So late-comers were supposed to stand infront while the others were allowed to sit. So I was actually chatting with my cousin who was among the crowd. Suddenly, my world turned dark again and the next thing I knew, I was already in the prefects' room resting. It was simen floor and my head just hit it like a drum. Like duh, it hurts. However, I dont feel a single pain. Just bit my lip as I fell. The best thing was not even that. My friend went to call my mum to ask her to come and pick me up. So she just called and said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YEONG&lt;/span&gt; fainted. She's an Indian though. So my mum thought it was my dad who fainted. Of course she dont care and continued doing her work. Hours passed. So my cousin went to call her again. Then only she realised it was me who fainted. She told everyone at home. Especially my maid. She was so worried and stuff. Brought the mattress down and everything. Please la.. it's hours after I regain consciousness. I am alright. So as I reached home, I went up to my room. She went looking for me, asking my mum where am I. Swt.. then my mum told her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mum: Dia tak de apa apa la.. Sangat semangat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Maid: Hah? Ya ke? I sudah bawa tilam bawah lo.. Dia dimana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mum: Bilik la pasti. Dia terus naik ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Maid: Wei, awak bukan pengsan meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me: Ya la.. Tapi sudah beberapa jam lalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Maid: Cheh..I ingat awak sudah sangat tenat then I sangat risau. Bawa tilam dan selimut awak ke bawah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me: Aiya, tak de la., Saya nak pergi mandi la..Bawa itu selimut atas la.. Tilam simpan untuk maam tidur la.. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the best memory. She was so funny. Miss her so much. She practically became part of our family. Joke together. Eat together. Shop together.  She worked here like for 8 years now. However, due to some problem, she went back last month. Hopefully she will be back soon.. My mum cant survive without her. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I am addicted to Kelly Clarkson's new album, All I ever wanted. The song, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I do not hook up&lt;/span&gt; and the main song &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;All I ever wanted&lt;/span&gt; keep playing in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6771253719408246066?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6771253719408246066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6771253719408246066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6771253719408246066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6771253719408246066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/weak.html' title='Weak'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3216240714366844539</id><published>2009-03-17T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:54:24.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something</title><content type='html'>I had my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;first sushi&lt;/span&gt; in Adelaide last saturday. As we heard from friends that its best to go to the market on saturday afternoon to get cheap stuff. Its how it works here. They will try to sell off everything as they will be close on Sunday and Monday. Practically the Central Market is only open for 4 days a week. So last Saturday, Jasmine and I decided to hop on the tram and off we went. Great..First stop was a fruit stall. We grab some grapes as they are really cheap and its selling like hot cakes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1kg for 99c.&lt;/span&gt; I had a whole big bag for only like $1.50. Then we went to get some vegetables. As we walked, we suddenly stopped at this Sushi stall. Due to temptation, we bought. It's alright. Once in a blue moon. Then as we walked further, we came to another sushi stall. Even cheaper. So our second round of sushi. Haiz.. In dollar. So I bought two of these for like $3.70. Its cheap yet expensive. However, I shall indulge myself a little bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb93rW1RlaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vkgpFHr5RR0/s1600-h/DSC02614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb93rW1RlaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vkgpFHr5RR0/s400/DSC02614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314097672067585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, class is as usual. Its getting colder nowadays. So its not really advisable to wear shorts out. I had my very first &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Pharmacy Practice practical&lt;/span&gt; today which I would say it's kinda interesting and cool. We learnt to print data today using a software installed in all the computers in the lab. Each of us occupied a pc and off we go. Doing something new. When we need to type in the name of the doctor, we typed in our name. Then pharmacist name is as well our name. So weird. I am now a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;doctor and a pharmacist&lt;/span&gt;.Those generic names of the medicines are really long and it will surely take some time before I can remember them. That's the problem. As we typed in the label, it will be printed and it we will be in a type of sticker that we can stick on our book which have the picture of the box or container of the medicine. These 2 things are fun. However, the questions are not as fun. We have to look through the thick APF book which contains thousands of medicine to search for the side effects and other counselling advice. Like what? Haiz. When one of my friend asked the tutor, he told us to search ourselves. I know, we should be independent but why cant they help as its our first time? However, this is uni life. Will get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb9975_d2VI/AAAAAAAAAH4/T4alAP5Nj7Q/s1600-h/IMG000148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb9975_d2VI/AAAAAAAAAH4/T4alAP5Nj7Q/s400/IMG000148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314104553453246802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had physiology workshop from 5-7pm. Tiring yet fun. Went to biology lab today. Saw this super gorgeous&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; starfish &lt;/span&gt;and so I decided to take a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb9-2iWqDeI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6CIWzMQWTQ8/s1600-h/DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb9-2iWqDeI/AAAAAAAAAIA/6CIWzMQWTQ8/s400/DSC02618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314105560720346594" 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/2163624826301911550-3216240714366844539?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3216240714366844539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3216240714366844539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3216240714366844539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3216240714366844539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sb93rW1RlaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vkgpFHr5RR0/s72-c/DSC02614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6167192870755764527</id><published>2009-03-13T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:19:39.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo</title><content type='html'>Everyone please give a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;round of applause&lt;/span&gt; to Jasmine Su Xian Chan!! She finally decided and bought the mobile broadband! Conclusion, she is more efficient that those window cleaners. They postponed again to next thursday. i am speechless. i dont care anymore when are they coming over as I am done with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows, Jasmine is not feminine. Am I right? However, she told me something very funny the other day. we suddenly talked about couples talking on the phone for hours. Wondering what is there to chat. So she told me..even after of hours of laughing or fighting on the line, when it comes to hanging up, time will be wasted again. the issue on who is going to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hang-up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you hang-up first&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, you hang-up first&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*This will continue for like 5 minutes.* Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok, we hang-up together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and Girlfriend: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok, Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*In the end, they will realise that both of them are still on the line*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*This will again continue for like 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-so the total process of hanging up will be around 10 minutes or more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6167192870755764527?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6167192870755764527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6167192870755764527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6167192870755764527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6167192870755764527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/bravo.html' title='Bravo'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2430460064826254406</id><published>2009-03-12T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:11:12.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>People is asking me to update my blog. That’s why I have to do it so they won’t start questioning again. I remember I have something interesting to blog about but now my mind just seems to be blank. Perhaps it’s due to the early class today. The first is Jasmine Chan went to a shop yesterday to buy &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ping pong balls&lt;/span&gt; so she can play in the games room in our apartment. However, she did not tell me she wanted me to play with her. I thought she bought them because her friends want to come over to play. Suddenly, as we were back in the apartment, just sitting on the sofa after lunch, she told me "come lets go play ping pong". I was like ‘huh? I don’t want!’. Since then she was hurt. All because I don’t want to play with her. Haha.. but that’s not a big deal I guess. Hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, another interesting thing that happened is Jasmine getting her &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;broadband&lt;/span&gt;. She was actually thinking and thinking and thinking. Considering and considering and considering for ages. It’s more like the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;window cleaning&lt;/span&gt; in our apartment. The cleaning was scheduled on Tuesday, then delayed to Thursday then postponed again to Friday. Hopefully they clean it today so I wont be receiving an email telling me its rescheduled again and sorry for the inconvenience. That’s exactly the same thing that happened to Jasmine. First of all, she thought of getting the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mobile broadband&lt;/span&gt; from 3Mobile. Then after listening to some seniors’ advice, she thought of getting the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;home broadband&lt;/span&gt; so we can share. After a few discussion, our Singaporean housemate, Jumay decided that she don’t want to be in it. So jasmine went back to the first thought. Getting a mobile broadband. She went to the shop, the sales assistant told her to get a 3 mobile from anyone to check the coverage around our apartment. So ended up her not getting the broadband on that day. As we checked, the apartment actually had coverage. Few days later, a senior again told her how cheap is the home wireless. Confuse again. She went rounds and rounds. She told me a couple of times that she is going to get the mobile broadband but in the end she did not. So finally I told her she should tell me after buying. She laughed and said, “yea..When the cleaners come to clean the window, that will be when I will get the broadband”. SWT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have sleeping problems. Come to UniSA. They are actually conducting a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sleep study&lt;/span&gt; and is now looking for volunteers. I read and I found it very interesting. It written that they need someone who can stay in their centre for 12 days and nights. During that period, you wont be given your handphone, no clocks, no computer and stuff so that you wont know the time. Haha.. Don’t you find it interesting? In my opinion, After the 12 days and nights, you will probably have more sleeping problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*An update post without pictures is not consider a post (Chan 2009).&lt;/span&gt; Think who have the surname Chan and you will know who I meant! So to whoever it may concern, pictures will be uploaded soon as I dont have them with me nw. Changed bag and forgot to bring the pendrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2430460064826254406?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2430460064826254406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2430460064826254406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2430460064826254406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2430460064826254406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-is-asking-me-to-update-my-blog.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6353492680916894864</id><published>2009-03-02T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T03:03:02.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new day!</title><content type='html'>I had my first class today. Its so cool. Its only tutorial which is a small group class. Only 18 attended today. However, there is a wide variety. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;18 students from 12 different countries.&lt;/span&gt; Ranges from Argentina to Afghanistan. I can only use 1 word to describe, COOL! We had some discussion on a topic and then class ends. I had only 1 class today compared to Jasmine who had 3 classes today. Pharmacy is not as hectic as Physiotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, we went home to Richmond to get our stuff and we '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pan zia'&lt;/span&gt;. Thats how Jasmine always say. She will never say we are moving out. Its a really nice place here I would say. I am loving it. Atleast now I feel that I am in a foreign country. Only 3 of us instead of 8 of us in the previous house. 5 sharing one toilet. Nightmare! Its so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling down, Jasmine and I came down to the games common room. They have table tennis and snooker. And a music area. So we get to online here as there are wireless connection. There are a total of 4 common room. 2 study common room, 1 games common room and another movie common room. This place is a nice place although many would say its not worth for the price. However, the most important part is it only take us &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10 minutes walk&lt;/span&gt; to campus rather than the 7 minutes walk to bus-stop, 5 minutes waiting for the bus and 20 minutes bus ride. Save so much time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sau8HpVa8rI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nhq3lCrN-ok/s1600-h/DSC02587.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/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sau8HpVa8rI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nhq3lCrN-ok/s400/DSC02587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308543425327067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Games room.. with Jasmine there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6353492680916894864?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6353492680916894864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6353492680916894864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6353492680916894864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6353492680916894864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-my-first-class-today.html' title='A brand new day!'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sau8HpVa8rI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nhq3lCrN-ok/s72-c/DSC02587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1681262943515411172</id><published>2009-02-27T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:36:17.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally, it’s the orientation for the Bachelor of Pharmacy. I had been longing for this to see how many Asians are there in this course. Especially Malaysians. It seems to be very popular among Malaysians. I was actually expecting it to be like 80% asians and the other 20% to be non-asians. But it was actually better than what I thought. It’s more to like a 6:4 ratio. Today was all the boring talks. Listening to Jasmine’s advice since she had her orientation a day earlier, she suggested that I should sit infront as those professor does not like to speak on the microphone. So I sat on the first row. Excited. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Libby Hotham&lt;/span&gt; is the program director and as she speaks, I can feel that I am dozing off. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tick tok tick tok, end of talk. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lunch time&lt;/span&gt;. We are going to have &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;barbeque.&lt;/span&gt; Great! Asked Jasmine to come along so she can have free food too. When those seniors asked what course are we doing, she just spontaneously answered, PHARMACY! Good job Jasmine. Way to go! That’s also when both of us decided to take a picture of Aman’s hand while he is talking to some other girls. Scary! He got bitten by bugs..not mosquitoes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ADELAIDE CHANGED HIS SKIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought Ms Libby is quite stern but during the barbeque, she came and spoke to us and I found that she is a nice lady. Very friendly indeed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All the lecturers are so friendly and that really make us feel comfortable. That’s a good sign. Regarding course mates, so far I had met some Vietnamese, Japanese, Australians and of course Malaysians.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the second day. It was about each and every subjects that we are going to take. All the lecturers are so friendly. But everyone said the same thing. THIS IS UNI. NO SPOON-FEEDING. U HAVE TO PREPARE YOURSELF BEFORE COMING FOR LECTURE/TUTE/PRACT! But they also said, its not only studying. Ensure you have A LIFE!! of course. However the main puspus is to study. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(jasmine taught me.. dont say purpose, say puspus). &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Free lunch.. We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt; today and I had 3 slices. Hungry la.. I am a big-eater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One last thing, we did jelly today. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Strawberry flavour&lt;/span&gt;. It may not look nice but it is delicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1681262943515411172?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1681262943515411172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1681262943515411172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1681262943515411172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1681262943515411172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-its-orientation-for-bachelor-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-5428262404926524555</id><published>2009-02-25T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:23:30.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaYm87CP0qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wp0YhQwQFsg/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaYm87CP0qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wp0YhQwQFsg/s400/DSC02561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306972038983832226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         strawberry jelly. Taste good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaYm8SmI2EI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gEPJQhBXvGk/s1600-h/DSC02556.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/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaYm8SmI2EI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gEPJQhBXvGk/s400/DSC02556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306972028128516162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Aman's hand. Poor him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-5428262404926524555?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/5428262404926524555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=5428262404926524555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5428262404926524555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/5428262404926524555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/strawberry-jelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaYm87CP0qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wp0YhQwQFsg/s72-c/DSC02561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-2788391332773683344</id><published>2009-02-22T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:40:01.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkNEjQfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/84e01GtjFq4/s1600-h/Image0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769848119443954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkNEjQfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/84e01GtjFq4/s400/Image0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Central Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkApEDnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZjMKouNpaY4/s1600-h/Image0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769844782927474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkApEDnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZjMKouNpaY4/s400/Image0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    u can easily get some kangaroo meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkJzQk4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BXB8MsDC88c/s1600-h/DSC02542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769847241610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkJzQk4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BXB8MsDC88c/s400/DSC02542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    bubble tea-pose! camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhjye4bbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r6nzndLjTtI/s1600-h/DSC02525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769840982126002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhjye4bbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r6nzndLjTtI/s400/DSC02525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;botanic park..so beautiful.just a walking distance from uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhj-jI6EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mAundYy3VtI/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305769844221208642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhj-jI6EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mAundYy3VtI/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UniSA, City east Campus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 1 week + since we were here and so far everything went well. First day here, we already got most of the things done. Thus we have got nothing to do. Not to say nothing but I mean less. So we have been waiting for the orientation week which is on 16 and 20 of February even though our housemates said it’s boring. At least we will have something to do. Before this was just &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;movie marathon&lt;/span&gt;. One Taiwanese drama and 7 movies. All in one week! One of our housemate said we ‘gila’. He don’t know how we can stay infront of the TV for hours. Duh la.. Nothing to do seriously. Sleep they complain, TV also complain, fine I shall just dream, sit and do nothing. Is that what they expect us to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then FRIDAY, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;20th FEBRUARY 2009&lt;/span&gt;. Morning, international students’ orientation. Then we plan to stay in the city till 7pm so that we can get to the OCF meeting. The whole orientation process only took like 2 hours. So by 11+ we can leave. Went to check out UNILODGE@METRO. It is just a walking distance. It’s a very nice place but the location is the problem. Lots of pubs and stuff so it will surely be dangerous at night. Then we went to the railway station to get my bus tickets changed. Stomach growling. Walked to Rundle St. and had KFC. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEAP + FILLING&lt;/span&gt;. Stomach full, walk again to our campus. Since we have so much time, went to the computer room to online. Jasmine and I were there for around 1 hour or more then we decided to hop on the free bus to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Chinatown&lt;/span&gt; to get her &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;rice vermicelli&lt;/span&gt; which is mee hoon in short. Then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Central Market&lt;/span&gt; to get some strawberries for my jelly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all things, we can’t resist our urge for &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;BUBBLE TEA&lt;/span&gt;!! Its $2.80. So expensive! Usually it’s like RM2.50!! However each of us got one. Enjoy and indulge ourselves a little bit. Sat and drink. Suddenly some gang came over and they started to smoke and speak loudly. Cannot take it so we left. Again at the bus stop waiting for the free bus to get back to campus. Board and here we go. Out of a sudden, Jasmine came out with a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;brilliant idea&lt;/span&gt; that we go for two rounds since it is free and it’s not time yet. Why not right? Take a look at the city. Saw a few interesting things. Microphone was switched on and “The next stop will be my stop of the day” said the bus driver. We just looked at each other, puzzled and started laughing. He stopped at the Chinatown, the place where we first board. So sad. Sat and waited. But this time was a quick one. So finally we got back to our campus. Still on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lesson learnt, do not go for a second round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-2788391332773683344?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/2788391332773683344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=2788391332773683344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2788391332773683344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/2788391332773683344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/central-market-u-can-easily-get-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/SaHhkNEjQfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/84e01GtjFq4/s72-c/Image0147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-691381137640039343</id><published>2009-02-16T22:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:10:43.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condolence</title><content type='html'>A phone and an sms from my mum is something very common as she, the night before, for the first time since I arrived in Adelaide called me. But I received the message around 6+ am which is Malaysia time around 4. She wouldn’t have messaged me around that time if it is not something urgent.  In that particular sms, she told me that she can’t sleep as his brother which is my uncle passed away. He was in Guongzhou due to some business meeting and yesterday night, he fell down and that’s how he lost his life. Although I wasn’t close to him, but he is indeed a nice guy. I stayed with him since young.  I just hope everyone at home will be alright. I am feeling sad as I am not around to comfort them.  It’s a great lost but if you guys think back, at least, we had a wonderful time together early this year. It’s been the first overseas trip together with them.  He has done so much for us and I want to say thank you. May everyone be strong to go through this tough situation and hope his body can be brought back as soon as possible so he can rest in peace in the land he grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Thomas, everyone misses you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-691381137640039343?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/691381137640039343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=691381137640039343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/691381137640039343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/691381137640039343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/condolence.html' title='Condolence'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-23106478147173239</id><published>2009-02-11T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T03:48:10.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, here I am posting my first blog from Adelaide. I am here safe and sound with Jasmine SX Chan. Haha.. I reached yesterday, 9th of feb and its a long journey. One of our housemate took us around the city showing us the bus route and also the free tram around the city taking us to the Uni, Rundell mall, Bank and Central Market. REally helpful and kind of him. So today Jasmine and I went out to the city by our own. Not bad. We managed to find our way and came back to the house. Of course we still cant completely recognize the road, but everything went fine. Today, I really had a clear look at UniSA Ciy East Campus. Then only I realise it looks really nice. So much better than Uni of Adelaide. Till i get the pictures uploaded, then u guys can check-out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-23106478147173239?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/23106478147173239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=23106478147173239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/23106478147173239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/23106478147173239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-3286279202823041948</id><published>2009-02-07T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:55:10.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>I am leaving tmr, 9th February 09 with Jasmine. Adelaide is where we are heading. I dont actually feel anything. When my friends ask me whether am I feeling nervous or excited, I really dont know how to answer. I think I will only know it tmr when we are at the airport. So far, I only know that two of my dearly counsins will be sending me off. So sweet of them. So friends, hopefully we can meet again end of this year. Will get chocolates for u guys too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-3286279202823041948?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/3286279202823041948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=3286279202823041948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3286279202823041948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/3286279202823041948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8571354139742251607</id><published>2009-02-03T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:16:51.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet</title><content type='html'>Federer lost and I am feeling so sad now. Seriously hurt. Yes Nadal is gud, he is fit but I love Federer. He is a good player too. Nadal had an advantage, he is young!!! Btw, went to Aiyean's house today. Haha, woke up at about 7.15am, get myself done then leave around 8.05am. The whole house was so quiet as no one is awake yet except for me..~proud~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the petrol station then the uncle working was abit dark. So i cant really tell whether is he a chinese or malay. So I decided to talk to him in english. This was how the whole conversation went:-&lt;br /&gt;Me: RM50 pump 5&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"ngo hai tong yan lei ga"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which means he is a chinese&lt;br /&gt;-I was shock for a second or two and just smile..coz malu ady-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to yoshita's house pick her then straight to Aiyean's house. Reached her house before 9am, but i wasnt fast! Haha.. Once reached, was feeling so sleepy. Then she took out the Wii, and I played. Haha, I think I played the most before other people came. Out of a sudden, aiyean suggest that we call&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; this particular Seremban girl&lt;/span&gt;. But her hp was switched off..Geramnya..Another turn, aiyean got her house number from a friend. Wohoo..The beginning of something we love to do!! Prank calls! The seremban girl became our victim. Poor girl. Still sleeping and got woke up by us! Yes aiyean, we did it! Was so fun.. Later more people came to invade aiyean's house...Cool! By 12+ went out for lucnh!! Fish balls noodle. And I realise she dont eat taufu, but yet her skin is so smooth like taufu! Haiz.. Then the day ends. Sad case. Gona miss all these fun moments together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8571354139742251607?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8571354139742251607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8571354139742251607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8571354139742251607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8571354139742251607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/02/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter Sweet'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-6751728182283344060</id><published>2009-01-23T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:54:38.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment</title><content type='html'>I apologize if I am being rude. Its just I am not used to people talking like that to me. Too many things are going on. I cant take them anymore. Thats all. People are all acting strangely. perhaps, its been sometimes since we met or since we really spoke to each other. Only Yamashita and Sara remains the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-6751728182283344060?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/6751728182283344060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=6751728182283344060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6751728182283344060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/6751728182283344060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/01/moment.html' title='A moment'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-8149994585520516342</id><published>2009-01-20T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:49:44.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious</title><content type='html'>Anything can happen anytime. Never let yourself hate anyone. Life your everyday like your last day. Things can be very fragile. Very unbelievable. That’s what I can say. An &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;accident&lt;/span&gt; happened near my house just now. It was quite bad as I think probably someone or more might have lost their life at the very moment. What would their family parents feel. These people might have just left home or perhaps returning home but the journey is a never return journey. Who would have ever thought they might not see their loved ones anymore? I remembered once my English teacher in high school told me about this girl from my school. She had an argument with her dad the previous day and the day end with hatred in her heart. So the next day, she went to school with her friend without telling her dad. That afternoon, the school office receive a phone call. It was the girl's mother. Her dad had a heart attack and passed away. She regretted as she never had the chance to say sorry to her dad for the rest of her life. I learnt something from this story. Never end your day in &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hatred.&lt;/span&gt; We are all the same. All of us are God's precious gift. Let go ego-ness and learn that we are all equal. Say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; if you need and say &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; when you need to. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; everyone around you. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Appreciate&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Care&lt;/span&gt; for them. Never let them and yourself down because no matter what has happened, it is a miracle that we have a chance to meet each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-8149994585520516342?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/8149994585520516342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=8149994585520516342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8149994585520516342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/8149994585520516342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/01/precious.html' title='Precious'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-4275479592802730847</id><published>2009-01-19T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:39:27.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Seriously, I finally understood the importance of talking to the right person at night. If you really want to sleep, try talking to someone whom make things go simple. Was quite tired yesterday so I planned to sleep earlier. But as I left the computer on signing in to msn..That’s where the problem began. Out of nowhere, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shalini&lt;/span&gt; suddenly online and said ‘ello’. Of course I have to chat with her as I only meet her online like once in a blue moon. In the beginning, it started quite well. Just chatting about the basic things like when is she leaving and stuff like that. Then I don’t even understand why I have to start the thing. We started to chat in our own language and it got me so high. All because of you Shalini! First come backto together. Then she suggested that we should come backto with sampanto. Then dolphinto, draino, ballto, hoopto. And about jasmine trainto our dolphinto. As they give birth, we will all be grandparentsto and great grandparentsto. Haha..I think it’s the effect of your chocolateto. It got me so excited about it that we chat till around 3am. I think we would have chat longer if the call did not exist. Extremely funny about that as she was all alone downstairs and suddenly the phone rang. Creepy. Then I too sign off and went to bed. Unfortunately, I was awake until roughly 4am as to the endorphin level. So I suggest that Shalini, you should online a little earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-4275479592802730847?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/4275479592802730847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=4275479592802730847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4275479592802730847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/4275479592802730847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/01/funto.html' title='Funto'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-1848791106435498011</id><published>2009-01-17T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:14:13.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going off the beat</title><content type='html'>Flash back..I realized how much I had fall for you. Those songs not only made my day but it made my life more perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-1848791106435498011?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/1848791106435498011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=1848791106435498011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1848791106435498011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/1848791106435498011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-off-beat.html' title='Going off the beat'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2163624826301911550.post-7896829988993995948</id><published>2009-01-16T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:26:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instinct</title><content type='html'>Just have this weird feeling when I am out with you even when there are other people. Needless to say when there is only both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2163624826301911550-7896829988993995948?l=difference-is-special.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/feeds/7896829988993995948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2163624826301911550&amp;postID=7896829988993995948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7896829988993995948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2163624826301911550/posts/default/7896829988993995948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://difference-is-special.blogspot.com/2009/01/instinct.html' title='Instinct'/><author><name>Tammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13860371294170702087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMm1TFIiuyI/Sr38_inJRyI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2H7l6fm-3ls/S220/DSC02324.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
