<?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-2123646515540457120</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:06:18.199+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabrina.Mahmood</title><subtitle type='html'>A compilation of thoughts, observations and opinions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3279900140812326470</id><published>2012-02-06T12:49:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:22:10.808+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkullPrF9IU/TzCYt3kqFnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QVDnHVjPBpI/s1600/ice-cream-cones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkullPrF9IU/TzCYt3kqFnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QVDnHVjPBpI/s320/ice-cream-cones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706228641657656946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In this present time, everything is always so rushy-rushy. Everyone is rushing for everything; to get to work, to get work done, to get somewhere in life, etc. Well, rushing in everything is fine I guess, except when it comes to life. It was brought to my attention recently that rushing in life does not equal to living. Yeah, i know that that one is sort of obvious, but for most of us we never really thought about it. Because well you see, we are kinda rushing for everything. No time wei. We can't wait for holiday, we can't wait for this year to end, we can't wait until we get married, we can't wait for the future things we had in plan, etc. Point is, there's always something we can't wait for, and we are always rushing to get there. And when we get there, we're rushing for the next thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So i thought age has perhaps brought me some patience, i shall not rush through life so much anymore. Now, i shall sit back, relax and enjoy things as they pass me by. Savor the moment, spend time doing nothing sometimes, and taste the flavors that life has to offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-3279900140812326470?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3279900140812326470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2012/02/stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3279900140812326470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3279900140812326470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2012/02/stop.html' title='Stop!'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkullPrF9IU/TzCYt3kqFnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QVDnHVjPBpI/s72-c/ice-cream-cones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6628505644858958763</id><published>2011-11-28T01:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T09:34:39.397+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Green.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmJ_netmPdg/TtK6bWC1iZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JoGMe884B1w/s1600/Photography020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmJ_netmPdg/TtK6bWC1iZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JoGMe884B1w/s320/Photography020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679807059004328338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Its common for people to think that other people have it better than them. They always think that the grass is greener on the other side. It is not until they went to the other side of the fence they notice that; hey, the pasture is the same color after all. If you ask me I would say that no pastures are better than the other. Well perhaps there are some pastures better than the other. But hey, you never know what are happening under the grounds of those pastures or the insides of its grass, etc. On the outside all pastures have its own beauty. What one pasture lack in green-ess it might make up in it is healthy grass, etc. So the point is, the grass is not greener on the other side, its just an illusion from the other side of the fence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-6628505644858958763?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6628505644858958763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/11/green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6628505644858958763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6628505644858958763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/11/green.html' title='Green.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmJ_netmPdg/TtK6bWC1iZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/JoGMe884B1w/s72-c/Photography020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6715516715713119819</id><published>2011-10-09T08:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T14:38:15.458+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfume.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFelB9AjbLQ/TpELNE9XcEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CPaX2z1SLyg/s1600/edits001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFelB9AjbLQ/TpELNE9XcEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CPaX2z1SLyg/s320/edits001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661318525878759490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The thing about liking someone is that, its like liking a perfume. What smell nice to you might not smell nice to others or vice versa. The point of this analogy is that some people will like you and some won't. Therefore you should not feel offended or hurt if someone does not like you, as different people are attracted to different kind of perfumes. You should also take note that there is no need for you to copy the smell of other perfumes, as all type of perfume has its own uniqueness; and most importantly every kind of perfume will have its lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-6715516715713119819?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6715516715713119819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/10/perfume.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6715516715713119819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6715516715713119819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/10/perfume.html' title='Perfume.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zFelB9AjbLQ/TpELNE9XcEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CPaX2z1SLyg/s72-c/edits001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-1289622360607450898</id><published>2011-10-03T07:36:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:25:17.821+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Variables.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IhfnHzrtt0/TojWIW4uj0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/grlAzlZo8FU/s1600/Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IhfnHzrtt0/TojWIW4uj0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/grlAzlZo8FU/s320/Sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659008370861838146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All of us worry and try to plan for things. Well except for when it comes to assignments. And exams. For me at least. Haha. But when it comes to relationships, jobs, and other things in Life, we do worry and try to plan for the best.  But what we fail to realize is that we are only in control of so much variables ie. time, place, other factors. Point is, there is only so much we can do. Somewhere we just have to realize that we have tried our best and its time to make peace with whatever that is happening or simply hope for the best. Because like i said we are only in control of so much variables, and the rest is maktub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/2123646515540457120-1289622360607450898?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1289622360607450898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/10/variables.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1289622360607450898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1289622360607450898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/10/variables.html' title='Variables.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4IhfnHzrtt0/TojWIW4uj0I/AAAAAAAAAOs/grlAzlZo8FU/s72-c/Sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6051782142980273536</id><published>2011-08-10T05:57:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:11:13.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>August happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I've been meaning to update my blog for a while now. But i usually end up didnt; due to other things like TV series and work and the Internet distracting me. Well these are the few things running in my mind right now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i)&lt;/span&gt; i've been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. not a new news. I bought myself a Macbook Pro a month ago, but still currently updating my blog through my old Dell. Yes, still did not manage to find the time to migrate to my Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ii)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;True Blood season 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; is on again! And its sizzlinggg. Eric and Sookie is finally an item. And Bill looks hot in this season. I compared him to the first season, i suspect he had something done to his face. He looks much better in Season 4, and his face has less wrinkles. And it also might be the haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;iii)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; is coming back middle of September, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Dexter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;early October. It seems that i would be entertained until the end of the year :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;iv)&lt;/span&gt; i have not been practicing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I have 8 classes to attend this month and also meeting the new teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;v)&lt;/span&gt; I'm trying to save up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, and balancing my bank accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;vi)&lt;/span&gt; i miss my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; very much. i miss talking and spending time with them. hence i always rains them with phone calls. hehe. i wish we have more time to spend together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;vii)&lt;/span&gt; i'm thinking of organizing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. what i want with it. who i want to share it with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;viii)&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to turn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; end of this year. I've been thinking, i like myself right now. At least i think i do. I am more calm, confident and strong compared to my younger self. i am proud of the growing up i've done. And i look forward to further improve myself as a person. I guess age do that to you. And i welcome age. I wonder what i would like at 40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-6051782142980273536?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6051782142980273536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-happenings.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6051782142980273536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6051782142980273536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-happenings.html' title='August happenings.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-1250627519864411581</id><published>2011-04-23T16:05:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:45:08.541+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; fear that I will always be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; A lonely number like root three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; The three is all that's good and right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Why must my three keep out of sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; I wish instead I were a nine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; with just some quick arithmetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Such is my reality, a sad irrationality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; When hark! What is this I see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Another square root of a three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Together now we multiply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Rejoicing as an integer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; With the wave of magic wands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Our square root signs become unglued,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Your love for me has been renewe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-1250627519864411581?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1250627519864411581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/04/sweetest-poem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1250627519864411581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1250627519864411581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/04/sweetest-poem.html' title='Sweetest Poem.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-1577525642461101164</id><published>2011-03-03T03:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T04:28:11.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Significant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUK-qj9tgPg/TW588oSfolI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_BQQ3zRw-yw/s1600/A_Cup_of_Bokeh__please__by_smanimag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUK-qj9tgPg/TW588oSfolI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_BQQ3zRw-yw/s320/A_Cup_of_Bokeh__please__by_smanimag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579534369407607378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I once heard someone said that; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;things you worry about now would become insignificant in 3 years time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Though i have my doubts then, it seems that what is being said is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-1577525642461101164?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1577525642461101164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/03/significant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1577525642461101164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1577525642461101164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/03/significant.html' title='Significant.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUK-qj9tgPg/TW588oSfolI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_BQQ3zRw-yw/s72-c/A_Cup_of_Bokeh__please__by_smanimag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2516618583462955800</id><published>2011-02-20T06:03:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:31:58.731+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulmates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ov-niCNBjw/TWAam_MMBvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/byWE7Q_T8NM/s1600/hgfgfgfgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ov-niCNBjw/TWAam_MMBvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/byWE7Q_T8NM/s320/hgfgfgfgf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575485595784578802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;An excerpt from "How I Met Your Mother":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ted:&lt;/span&gt; I just remembered why i didn't call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ted:&lt;/span&gt; *sigh* I can't believe i'm gonna screw this up again. But umm.. i like finding typos in menus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ted:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And i know my selfish pun is stupid, but the truth is, I'm not suddenly gonna stop making stupid jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Now that you mentioned it, i'm never gonna stop talking about my cats. They are funny and adorable, and totally worth having to take six panadol a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ted:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*smiles and laugh* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; mean shouldn't we hold out for the person who doesn't just tolerate our little quirks but actually kinda likes them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I believe a Soulmate is someone you could be yourself with, and in spite all your quirks and imperfections you still would be loved unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-2516618583462955800?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2516618583462955800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/02/soulmates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2516618583462955800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2516618583462955800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/02/soulmates.html' title='Soulmates.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ov-niCNBjw/TWAam_MMBvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/byWE7Q_T8NM/s72-c/hgfgfgfgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3342716994451252672</id><published>2011-01-21T03:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T03:49:16.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TThiP3TziXI/AAAAAAAAANs/n3c-xI0XTlc/s1600/tumblr_lf1tki1A5x1qc7w51o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TThiP3TziXI/AAAAAAAAANs/n3c-xI0XTlc/s400/tumblr_lf1tki1A5x1qc7w51o1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564305364300826994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No excuse anymore i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-3342716994451252672?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3342716994451252672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/01/smart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3342716994451252672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3342716994451252672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/01/smart.html' title='Smart.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TThiP3TziXI/AAAAAAAAANs/n3c-xI0XTlc/s72-c/tumblr_lf1tki1A5x1qc7w51o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-8391577469620263800</id><published>2011-01-17T02:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T03:15:47.771+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Signpost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TTMZZNwJyII/AAAAAAAAANc/RzQNLy0nTzU/s1600/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TTMZZNwJyII/AAAAAAAAANc/RzQNLy0nTzU/s320/DSC03391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562817885711747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I rather be having a good time in Future tense rather than in Past tense."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Live in the moment people. Live life looking through the windshield mirror not the rear view mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-8391577469620263800?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8391577469620263800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/01/signpost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/8391577469620263800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/8391577469620263800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2011/01/signpost.html' title='Signpost.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TTMZZNwJyII/AAAAAAAAANc/RzQNLy0nTzU/s72-c/DSC03391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-646699770879691230</id><published>2010-12-27T02:52:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T04:14:44.096+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert ; My Review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If you live in 2010, you would know about the book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I honestly did not know about the book, until i saw the trailer for the movie. Only after the trailer did i noticed the book slowly becoming more popular in the major shelf of the major bookstore in Malaysia (read: MPH, Borders, Kinokuniya). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;After watching the trailer I was super excited about watching the Movie as it looks quite inspirational. However after watching the movie i found that it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;do not live up to my expectations (read: just alright)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; and some parts were quite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; In fact i found that the main character is (Elizabeth Gilbert) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Still having a bit of hope i went to MPH to read through the book. I then found out that the book is actually a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;memoir of the author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (Elizabeth Gilbert). To support her travels (to Italy, India and Indonesia), she was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;paid by a book dealer in advances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; whereby she promised a book at the end of her travels (doesn't that sound to well-planned?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now, let the real review begin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I find this the main character/ book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; She left her husband who did nothing wrong just because she is unsatisfied. Now i would understand and even like the book if the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;situation were different, e.g:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i) Elizabeth is a gf who left her bf in search for herself. Still understandable as she is not breaking the sacred vow of marriage. And Elizabeth try to make up to her bf, which still doesn't make what she did alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ii) Both Elizabeth and her husband decide to mutually separate as they have grown to be a different person than they initially were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;iii) Elizabeth were dump by here bf, and to fix her broken heart she went traveling to find herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;However these 3 situations are not the case. Elizabeth for no reason feel unsatisfied with her marriage, decided to leave her husband and could not understand why her husband was angry at her. Down right selfish. I have not finished yet, she then take this advance paid trip around the world, finding herself. Now in a real life, not everyone have the means to travel around the world to "find themselves". They have to work out the mess and make ends meet. I also find the author &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;self absorbed and whiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;To actually have an idea on what other people thoughts are on this book, i read dozens of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reviews&lt;/span&gt; online. Most of the readers gave the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;2 out of 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;. 1 being the worst, 5 being the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Here are some of their opinions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I too have for four years tried to recover from a broken 27 year marriage with two kids that ended in divorce. I wish I could afford such luxury as she did to recover instead of the tearful journey most of us have to  live called the reality of life . . . Congrats on making a buck off of  walking out of a marriage.  I hope your x gets some of the proceeds.   Too bad you haven't had to really experience life.  The reality of  living on the edge of poverty following a divorce."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I would love to see how her story would have turned out minus the huge  bank account that allowed her to take the vacation of her life. There is no depth of soul here...she had nothing to overcome and only  herself to think about and all the money in the world to do it. I give this story a minus 0" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"The only thing that I could not get past is her leaving the marriage,  and that she did not understand why her husband who thought she would  never leave him could not forgive her!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I was excited to buy this book but wanted to put it away several  times.  There were a few moments of great writing but most of the book  is extremely dry and boring.  I did not finish the book and I would not  buy anything else from this author based on this sampling." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In a nutshell, i do find this book/ storyline &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uninspiring.&lt;/span&gt; It is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;overrated&lt;/span&gt; where the main character (Elizabeth) is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;selfish, whiny and self absorbed.&lt;/span&gt; And yes, the storyline does not portrays the reality of real life; and it seems that the Elizabeth left the messy bits out and weave this 'everything fell perfectly into place' theme. And i strongly reject the notions in this book in support with all the reasons and opinions i stated above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ps: Thank god i spent the money on "Tuesday with Morrie" by Mitch Albom instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-646699770879691230?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/646699770879691230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/12/eat-pray-love-by-elizabeth-gilbert-my.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/646699770879691230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/646699770879691230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/12/eat-pray-love-by-elizabeth-gilbert-my.html' title='Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert ; My Review.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2885782266508760027</id><published>2010-12-24T10:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:07:32.193+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2011 marks not only the end of a year, but also the end of a decade. For me personally, its the end of an era. 2010 marks the end of my undergraduate years, and in 2011 i will be a full fledged adult. Now, in the midst of self reflection, i would like to appoint a name to each year I've been through:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2000 - 2004: The High School Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2005:  The Year of the Junction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2006: The Year of Transition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2007: The Year of Bliss in Ignorance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2008: The Year of Cold Hard Truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2009: The Year of Accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2010: The Year of the Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If i might say so myself, it has indeed been an eventful decade. From starting High School in 2000 to finishing my degree in 2010. Now this is where i would like to say my thanks to all the people I've met during this decade, especially the people I've met after the half mark of the decade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To each and everyone of you, thank you for our encounters. It might be brief, or it might be long. However our encounters have foster me to become the person i am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Now for the few foes I've met/made along my journey, my sincerest thanks, as without my encounters with yous, I would not be who I am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And for the friends, thank you for the happiness that you have brought into my life, for being there with me throughout my journey. Even though we would go our separate ways next year, my hope is that we will hold on to our friendship until we are call to meet our maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Lets pray that the next decade would be one fill with accomplishments, contentedness and most importantly happiness. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-2885782266508760027?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2885782266508760027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2885782266508760027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2885782266508760027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-4485096527838435243</id><published>2010-10-19T16:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:58:17.168+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire and Ice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I am not a huge fan of poetry, but if you ask me who is my favorite poet my reply would be Robert Frost. I simply love Robert Frost's poems as I can see something raw and truth weave into it. So this is one of my favorite Robert Frost's poem. Can't tell you why, but enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Fire and Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;Some say the world will end in fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;Some say in ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;From what I've tasted of desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;I hold with those who favor fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;But if it had to perish twice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;I think I know enough of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;To say that for destruction ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:14px;" &gt;Is also great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:14px;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And would suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-4485096527838435243?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4485096527838435243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/10/fire-and-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4485096527838435243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4485096527838435243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/10/fire-and-ice.html' title='Fire and Ice.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2738201860496392546</id><published>2010-06-13T22:33:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T03:50:38.521+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Series.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TBUaTxwnQHI/AAAAAAAAANI/K9IKhEaQMek/s1600/TV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TBUaTxwnQHI/AAAAAAAAANI/K9IKhEaQMek/s320/TV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482317048470519922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back a couple of years till now, if there if one thing that I can say with confidence that I'm good at is- watching TV series. Scratch that. Watching TV series WHILE eating. Ohhh Yesss. Most of the time, doing just that is the highlight of my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You see, once high school is over i find that i just laze through my studies. Wait. What "studies"? I never do "studies". Not in college anyways (don't tell the parents that). I still remember the 1st semester of my Foundation years. My "study" table is strewn with various TV series Cd's (mind u at that time pendrive is still expensive, and cd's are still widely use, though it was the end of era for the floppy disk or disket). Its was strewn with CD for the WHOLE semester. That and dust. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now about 4/5 years have past. And i have a long list of TV series that I have watched- that if I could earn a degree in that, i would definitely score a 1st class. With Honors. However sadly the same things might not apply when my degree results came in next year. But then again i watch more TV series seasons than the subjects i took per semester. If only it could contribute to my credit hour. Or credit points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now after long years of lack of sleep, huge efforts, hard work and determination it takes to ignore all the piling assignments and continue watching- I think it might not go to waste after all. As my current situation is partially doing-nothing-at-home-for-another-2-weeks-holiday, I think I might have found another activity to further waste my life away. The big kebabom: I think i might just do a commentary on all the TV series I have watch. Or perhaps just some. Anyhow stay tune, we won't be long :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-2738201860496392546?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2738201860496392546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/06/tv-series.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2738201860496392546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2738201860496392546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/06/tv-series.html' title='TV Series.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/TBUaTxwnQHI/AAAAAAAAANI/K9IKhEaQMek/s72-c/TV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-82381981345189034</id><published>2010-05-07T12:17:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:51:08.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive &amp; Forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Most of us have heard the phrases:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i) forgive and forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;ii) forgive but not forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The phrases sounds almost the same, but the meaning couldn't be more contradictory.  Now, i do agree with phrase &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No 1&lt;/span&gt;, as its sounds just about.. right. Its the right thing to do you see. Almost everyone should or would agree. But then, do everyone apply this phrase onto their daily life? I think maybe, or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You see, the problem i see with phrase &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No 2&lt;/span&gt; is that it is conflicting. How can you forgive if you don't forget?  Forgiving means accepting and then letting go. But if you forgive but not forget does that mean you really forgive? Or is it half forgiving? I believe that if you truly forgive, then you will forget/ bury the hatchet. You won't keep it as a winning chip to be use against that person later or hope that karma will bite that person back in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, forgiving is not really as easy as it seems. To forgive means that things would go on as it have without anything being or getting affected. Or things will go on with improvements if you have learn from the mistakes made.  That is why forgiveness is something that needs to be worked on, not something that happens overnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now some might not agree with me. Then i guess the question we need to ask ourselves is; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;is it really forgiveness if we ain't forgetting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-82381981345189034?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/82381981345189034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/05/forgive-forget.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/82381981345189034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/82381981345189034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/05/forgive-forget.html' title='Forgive &amp; Forget.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-8188292903737461636</id><published>2010-02-28T18:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:46:10.077+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Social conventions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;In easy words i'll say social conventions is what we called the norms. But i see it more as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;standards or criteria &lt;/span&gt;taking the form of a custom. You might ask what are these criteria and standards? Here are some of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have to have an engagement in the wedding process, appropriate amount of gifts, wedding cards that is up to standards, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing an appropriate amount of gold to a wedding (hands, ears, more on hands, necks, and even you teeth, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now lets say you don't have certain customs being incorporated in your wedding, people will say that you have a bun in the oven, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Or if you don't wear a few kilograms worth of gold on you to a wedding or other social function people will say ill stuff about you as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Some social conventions are good. Probably most are. But when it come to ridiculous customs or standards as such mentioned above, i say it should be diminished. Why care what other people think about you? Wear and do what you feel comfortable with as long as it does not contradict againts you value. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll say we should bin some of our social conventions.&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/2123646515540457120-8188292903737461636?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/8188292903737461636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/02/social-conventions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/8188292903737461636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/8188292903737461636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/02/social-conventions.html' title='Social conventions.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-9021949942992097555</id><published>2010-02-20T02:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T03:19:18.204+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain damage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Owh yes, i suspect myself suffering from the condition mentioned in the above title. I'm in my holidays; and out of my to-be-done list, i probably have done none. Yes. Procrastinating seems to be my forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lately i find myself having a lack of spark to do anything at all. I try to persuade myself to read the books i've bought, or do some writings. Nope, no reading nor writing. But i can still do sleeping oh-so-perfectly. Did i mention that i no longer know what i want or what interest me anymore. But maybe not really, as currently i am majorly drooling over Damon Salvatore. Oh hails the life of tv series. Which literally means my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ah, since i'm bored, and probably you're are too since you're reading this, let me update you on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;currents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current songs: &lt;/span&gt;songs Hitz fm played on my driving to KL on weekdays morning. Also Fireflies by Owl city, Enjoy the Silence by Anberlin etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current tv series:&lt;/span&gt; Vampire diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current interest:&lt;/span&gt; Damon Salvatore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current books: &lt;/span&gt;The lost symbol by Dan Brown, The Alchemist by Paolo Coelho, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current fixation: &lt;/span&gt;whether i should curl my hair or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current pain: &lt;/span&gt;My left foot due to tense muscle, hence the slight limping (might be joining Dr House with the cane soon), my upper back due to the internet, my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm also considering if i should stop blogging and shut down my blog. Writer's block and all. Why the blog then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-9021949942992097555?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/9021949942992097555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/02/brain-damage.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/9021949942992097555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/9021949942992097555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2010/02/brain-damage.html' title='Brain damage.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-7623351210031133268</id><published>2009-11-17T19:49:00.020+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:23:58.665+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora's box.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Swk6TgB5kDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gRVQDg9GcwU/s1600/pandora+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Swk6TgB5kDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gRVQDg9GcwU/s400/pandora+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406916934324817970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;As a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; and all the way up to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;early teen years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I've always been almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;fanatically interested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;on everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Roman, Greek, and Egyptian;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; specifically on its early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;civilization and culture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So once i read a story on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pandora's box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; which is a pretty popular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Greek mythology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To cut the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blogging short,&lt;/span&gt; the story basically starts off with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;young women living in a world where there is no pain and suffering.&lt;/span&gt; It is a world as before we knew it. Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;utopia,&lt;/span&gt; where &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everybody is happy&lt;/span&gt; including this young women whose &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;name is Pandora.&lt;/span&gt; So one day, one of these Greek god ( I've forgotten which one), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gave a box to Pandora.&lt;/span&gt; But he told Pandora &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not to open the box.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you guess what Pandora did&lt;/span&gt;- she &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;opened the box out of curiosity.&lt;/span&gt; Once she opened the box a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gush of black stuff&lt;/span&gt; went out of the box, it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;horrifying, &lt;/span&gt;so Pandora quickly tried to close the box back. But it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too late, &lt;/span&gt;as all the black stuff already went out. The black stuff were actually &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pain, suffering, sadness and all the things bad in the world. &lt;/span&gt;So from there on there is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no more utopia,&lt;/span&gt; it has become the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;world as we know it.&lt;/span&gt; Pandora &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;regretted &lt;/span&gt;what she did, but there &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;were no use.&lt;/span&gt; So thinking that it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;couldn't be more worse&lt;/span&gt; than it already is, she decided to open the box &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one more time.&lt;/span&gt; And when she opened the box came out a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;little white stuff floating away, &lt;/span&gt;and its called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope.&lt;/span&gt; There it was, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last of the box's contains- Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Even though it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just a myth, &lt;/span&gt;I believe the story is trying to tell us that with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all the pain, sadness and suffering, there is Hope at the end.&lt;/span&gt; There's always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt; there. And i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;believe &lt;/span&gt;that is part of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; why &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;humankind keeps on going against it all.&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/2123646515540457120-7623351210031133268?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7623351210031133268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-are-observant-person-or-play.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7623351210031133268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7623351210031133268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-are-observant-person-or-play.html' title='Pandora&apos;s box.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Swk6TgB5kDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gRVQDg9GcwU/s72-c/pandora+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-5106420031209735070</id><published>2009-11-14T15:26:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:42:26.298+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Women get expensive with age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SweZJ4f2pYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wWbTOW3xHMQ/s1600/Hot-Women+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SweZJ4f2pYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wWbTOW3xHMQ/s320/Hot-Women+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406458272745432450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The general population of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;women gets more expensive with age&lt;/span&gt; (if not most population). Really. If you don't believe me, lets &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;follow my train of thoughts&lt;/span&gt; below:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 1-5:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Diapers, common baby stuff, cute pink baby clothes, cool pram, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 6-11:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Barbie dolls, big dollhouse you can go inside, cookery toys (masak2 toys for BM), etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 12-14:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mobile phones, Avon beauty products and make-up, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 15- 17:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Body glove/ Converse sneakers, Body shop perfume and make-ups, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 18-20:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Handbags, Stilettos from Vinci, Clothes from Giordano, Seed, British India, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 21- 24: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jimmy Choo's, Clothes from High end shops, Handbags from Coach, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 24- 30:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Expensive cars (Mercedes, Porsche, BMW, etc.), Nice expensive bungalows, apartments, or penthouse in a nice location, etc. Perhaps an expensive wedding as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Age 30-35:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Expensive work handbags, Christian Louboutin's  shoes, another expensive car, various expensive furniture, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 35-45:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Botox for the sagging face, slimming centre for the sagging body, vacations to expensive place around the world, extension for the expensive house etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now, i could go on and on about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;how expensive women gets with age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; But.. you get the idea. If you're still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; single,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; you carry all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;burden of expenditure to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (or your awesome parents will lend their credit cards). If you have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;bf or gf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;perhaps they will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;spend some on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;But if you're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;married, good luck to the men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I think they will carry all, if not most of the expenditure. Now, this post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;might or might not be true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; but it does apply to some women in general. Mostly its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;satirical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; All i can say is that, Men, be prepared as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;you have been warned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Women can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;a little bit expensive ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you men who plan to have&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; more than one women&lt;/span&gt; in your life, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;read the above post first. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Especially if plan to keep all of them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful and satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-5106420031209735070?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5106420031209735070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/women-get-expensive-with-age.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5106420031209735070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5106420031209735070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/women-get-expensive-with-age.html' title='Women get expensive with age.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SweZJ4f2pYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wWbTOW3xHMQ/s72-c/Hot-Women+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2252073067973896726</id><published>2009-11-10T11:44:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T04:51:02.473+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SwQwu57haZI/AAAAAAAAALo/3iXF5UvnmpI/s1600/audrey+hepburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SwQwu57haZI/AAAAAAAAALo/3iXF5UvnmpI/s400/audrey+hepburn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405499035134028178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;For some of you who do read my blog, you might &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonder;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why the hell do i put my own name as the blog title?&lt;/span&gt; Right? Right? LOL. Well, if you don't wonder then, you might wonder now as I already brought up the question. Haha. Well here &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; the story goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;One fine day, i just decide to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; start up a blog.&lt;/span&gt; I was bored. Nuff said. So i know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blogspot &lt;/span&gt;is the simplest form to blog in for a rookie like me. So while i was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;constructing my blog,&lt;/span&gt; you have to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fill in the URL &lt;/span&gt;for your blog. Being the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; i am, somehow i fill in the URL into the blog's title space. So you see, my blog's URL is suppose to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sabrina.mahmood.blogspot.com.&lt;/span&gt; But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;it came out as the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; blog title.&lt;/span&gt; Something along that line. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bla bla bla.&lt;/span&gt; I won't bore you with the details =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So after a while i notice that my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog title is suppose to be my URL.&lt;/span&gt; Then i was like, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"yeah.. let it be laa".&lt;/span&gt; I was just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not creative enough&lt;/span&gt; to come out with a new blog's name (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; as well). On top of that I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do not know what i want to write&lt;/span&gt; in my blog. So i guess &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my own name&lt;/span&gt; as the blog's title would be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fitting&lt;/span&gt; as for now =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And no, i do not name my blog with my own name &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;out of vanity&lt;/span&gt; =). LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-2252073067973896726?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2252073067973896726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/vanity.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2252073067973896726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2252073067973896726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/vanity.html' title='Vanity.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SwQwu57haZI/AAAAAAAAALo/3iXF5UvnmpI/s72-c/audrey+hepburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-7313399791727725237</id><published>2009-11-09T02:24:00.016+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:04:53.565+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Current  readings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; loved reading,&lt;/span&gt; i loved it so much that it is my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;most favorite&lt;/span&gt; thing to do in the world back then. But i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't say the same thing &lt;/span&gt;about it now. Now my most favorite things to do includes; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watching TV series, hanging out with friends, shopping, playing around with social networking sites on the internet, etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt; Now i feel so lazy to read most of the time, but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;once i start i can't stop.&lt;/span&gt; Though it is quite a challenge to start, because i rather go watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"How I met Your Mother".&lt;/span&gt; Haha. But currently i am reading a few things (yeah, all at once coz i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;keep on buying books without finishing&lt;/span&gt; the last one).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9sTcVAJJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_DPzJEKgUS4/s1600-h/paulo-coelho-picture-2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9sTcVAJJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_DPzJEKgUS4/s200/paulo-coelho-picture-2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404157159145481362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i) The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- For me it is an interesting book that talks about a magical tale that i feel have a deeper meaning to it. I bought this book in Korea so that i could read it in the flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ii) Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox by Eoin Colfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9ssMT3dFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fMLbWVac5Oc/s1600-h/artemis+fowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9ssMT3dFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fMLbWVac5Oc/s200/artemis+fowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404157584342479954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- One of my most favorite series of all time. You should try to read it. I bought this at Sydney city while on a date with one of my babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iii) The Diary of Anne Frank By Anne Frank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- One of the most famous if not the most famous diary of all time. I've heard about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9tzSAIg_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/47b6xp1EvSU/s1600-h/bookCover-DiaryAnneFrank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9tzSAIg_I/AAAAAAAAAKo/47b6xp1EvSU/s200/bookCover-DiaryAnneFrank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404158805641036786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;all the time but i never properly read it. So when i was in Amsterdam visiting Anne's Frank's house i bought this book from the shop inside. So getting the book from Anne Frank's house itself might motivate me to read it faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;iv) The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9tDRlkH6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qWuVfbvap98/s1600-h/Dan+brown.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9tDRlkH6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qWuVfbvap98/s200/Dan+brown.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404157980895879074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- One of my most favorite book series of all time. Simply awesome. I bought it before going to New Zealand at my local bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll tell you when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i finished reading all &lt;/span&gt;of it. Maybe when there is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;total world blackout&lt;/span&gt; with no electricity and internet, and my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laptop runs out of battery.&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/2123646515540457120-7313399791727725237?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7313399791727725237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/current-readings.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7313399791727725237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7313399791727725237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/current-readings.html' title='Current  readings.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Sv9sTcVAJJI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_DPzJEKgUS4/s72-c/paulo-coelho-picture-2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-5438335768033370008</id><published>2009-11-08T12:18:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:01:53.979+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock bottom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good thing&lt;/span&gt; about being at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rock bottom &lt;/span&gt;is that yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SveFcoc4iFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gUVcp3s5-xs/s1600-h/Underwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SveFcoc4iFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gUVcp3s5-xs/s400/Underwater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401933004995594322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u can't possibly go lower that that. Because you are already at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lowest of the lowest.&lt;/span&gt; Another good thing is that while you are at rock bottom usually you h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ave &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing else to lose.&lt;/span&gt; So i say take this opportunity to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dive into anything&lt;/span&gt; you have always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanted to do&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreamed&lt;/span&gt; of doing. Coz really, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what do you have to lose?&lt;/span&gt; You only have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;something to gain.&lt;/span&gt; Then perhaps while you are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;floa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ting back up&lt;/span&gt; to the s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;urface, you have already &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;transformed&lt;/span&gt; into someone you have always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreamed of being.&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/2123646515540457120-5438335768033370008?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5438335768033370008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-bottom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5438335768033370008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5438335768033370008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock bottom.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SveFcoc4iFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gUVcp3s5-xs/s72-c/Underwater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-487460699688545073</id><published>2009-11-07T04:04:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:01:06.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What interest my soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are currently a few things i find interesting. It is renewed interest or perhaps new-found ones. So here goes my wall of fame for what interest me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svaf-N-_fxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BdLa0BAunVg/s1600-h/paris+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svaf-N-_fxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BdLa0BAunVg/s320/paris+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401680694332063506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Traveling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ah, everybody likes traveling. I simply love traveling especially since i came to Australia 2 years ago. Someone once said " He who has not traveled has only read one page of a book." Or something like that =). So far i have been to all continents in this world except South America. And i wish to do so in the future =). A few months ago I went traveling across Europe. I have been to Europe a few times before, but it was with my parents. But this time i went alone. I indeed learned a lot of things; maybe because i went alone. LOL. However i did meet up with a lot of great friends over there, as well as making new ones =). I am looking forward to travel again in the future, and perhaps i don't mind doing it alone =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvajkuZ7leI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y6wDKUy594Y/s1600-h/skinny+jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvajkuZ7leI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y6wDKUy594Y/s320/skinny+jeans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401684654404900322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ii) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Fashion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Owh my skinny jeans ! LOL. Since i came to Australia i have more free time, and somewhere along the way i fell in love with fashion. But i prefer looking compared to taking the effort to put on accessories, or putting on clothes that takes time (skinny jeans). My bad ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iii) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Photography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; My earliest memory of me expressing interest in photography was when i was 14 years old. I was in London that t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svag5WW0sgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cbsu4nPgezI/s1600-h/4+gmbar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svag5WW0sgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cbsu4nPgezI/s320/4+gmbar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401681710191784450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ime with my parents, and i was crazy about taking pictures of panorama, perspectives, awesome backgrounds, etc. Though i can't take too much of it as back then we were still using a camera with film. Yes, no compact cameras that time. And now, that interest is coming back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;iv) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now i hang out with a few music orientated friends. So it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvajGgymsBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q9kaP2_kC5Q/s1600-h/retro+music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvajGgymsBI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Q9kaP2_kC5Q/s320/retro+music.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401684135354216466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rubs off you see. I used to be one of this pop girl. You know, the one that "i-don't-care-if-Britney-is-lip syncing-i'm-still-going". Britneyyyy!!!!! And i am still one. Hee =). But now i dig rockability a bit, along with other stuff  =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-487460699688545073?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/487460699688545073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-interest-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/487460699688545073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/487460699688545073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-interest-my-soul.html' title='What interest my soul.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svaf-N-_fxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BdLa0BAunVg/s72-c/paris+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-4095453246512149173</id><published>2009-11-06T12:53:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:56:13.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No turning back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvRR8RyOa4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r_3xg7JsCpg/s1600-h/love+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvRR8RyOa4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r_3xg7JsCpg/s320/love+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401031949132131202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Once you decide to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;get into a relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; there is really no turning back. There is no way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;un-love, un-think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;un-care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; about a person. Well, probably there is a way to do that. But it will be really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; and it will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;change something inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; (depending on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;you love that person though). But there is something you almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;definitely can't change; the mark the person had left upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Yes, you can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;forget, hate, kill, or let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;of that person, but the mark will always be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;What mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; you might ask? Its the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;mark on your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Two souls that got together, when split apart, would definitely leave a mark upon each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;In simpler words, being with that person has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;affected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; you in some way. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;can't change that, the mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Relationship is not a two way road, there is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-4095453246512149173?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4095453246512149173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-turning-back.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4095453246512149173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4095453246512149173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-turning-back.html' title='No turning back.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvRR8RyOa4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r_3xg7JsCpg/s72-c/love+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3783864543822162108</id><published>2009-11-05T14:34:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:44:55.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>People talk, and you can't please all of em.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvN90J_UXsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9ULVdB6tt_E/s1600-h/balloon+holga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvN90J_UXsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9ULVdB6tt_E/s320/balloon+holga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400798713135521474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I do not need to tell you the well known fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;people talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;People &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;k about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;talk about other people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;you talk about other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The talk could be on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; stuff or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Now, when you were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;you will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;try to please everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; And as grow towards being an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;adult,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; you would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;still try to please everyone along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; But for most people, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;higher their age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; climbs, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;less they try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to please other people. Though there are some people who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;still try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; to please everyone as they get older, though it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;not their fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; This is because it is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;natural human survival &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;instinct &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to try to please everyone. This is because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;when you please people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; they will most likely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; and in simple terms they would most probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; not screw you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; hence you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;won't be injured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; both physically and emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;But for people who had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;faced some hardships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; when growing up, you would notice that they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;don't really care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;about pleasing others. This is because the hardship have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;make them stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; and most of them have learned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;not to care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; that people will change their minds like they change their clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today they like you, tomorrow they won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  But that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;doesn't mean you can go on in life with no care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; at all about what others think of you. As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvN-iGYw9WI/AAAAAAAAAII/THhW4Ae53VA/s1600-h/jump+holga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvN-iGYw9WI/AAAAAAAAAII/THhW4Ae53VA/s320/jump+holga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400799502442493282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; long as your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;close friends, family and partner thinks you're fine, then you're fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;We just have to face the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;not everyone will like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; And some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;people will definitely talk about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; Now the only way you can live life with less worries is by accepting that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;some people will like you, some people just won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;You just can't please everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-3783864543822162108?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3783864543822162108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-talk-and-you-cant-please-all-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3783864543822162108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3783864543822162108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-talk-and-you-cant-please-all-of.html' title='People talk, and you can&apos;t please all of em.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvN90J_UXsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9ULVdB6tt_E/s72-c/balloon+holga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2807109540673401550</id><published>2009-11-04T06:37:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:38:53.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano player.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvEuccBto6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/WNitXlneOU4/s1600-h/piano.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvEuccBto6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/WNitXlneOU4/s320/piano.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400148494288528290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I used to be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;piano player.&lt;/span&gt; I have been playing the piano since i was 7 years old. I said&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "used to"&lt;/span&gt; because i am no longer one anymore. This is due to the fact that i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cannot fit a piano &lt;/span&gt;into my dormitory room, nor my college room. So since there is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no piano,&lt;/span&gt; there is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no practice.&lt;/span&gt; Though i can still play the piano, my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;competence&lt;/span&gt; should be about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;similar to an 8 years old.&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wasn't a Beethoven&lt;/span&gt; with the piano before, but now i can just throw all my ABRSM certs &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down the drain.&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps the board might even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;revoke my certificates. &lt;/span&gt;Although I have to admit, perhaps &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't blame it all&lt;/span&gt; on the lack of piano, because the truth is I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;didn't put in enough effort &lt;/span&gt;to practice most of the time. But now since i am going back home to where &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there is a piano,&lt;/span&gt; I want to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;start playing again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want the music to color my soul.&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/2123646515540457120-2807109540673401550?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2807109540673401550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/piano-player.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2807109540673401550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2807109540673401550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/piano-player.html' title='Piano player.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvEuccBto6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/WNitXlneOU4/s72-c/piano.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-2555844157313911443</id><published>2009-11-04T06:06:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:48:47.775+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Kelly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvCCGo0cPFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qTtLh_Ctwdc/s1600-h/prince-rainier-and-grace-kelly-wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvCCGo0cPFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qTtLh_Ctwdc/s320/prince-rainier-and-grace-kelly-wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399959003765423186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One of my favorite royals should be&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Grace Kelly, &lt;/span&gt;Princess of Monaco. Though that is not what i will be talking about today. Instead I will be talking about her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wedding dress.&lt;/span&gt; Her wedding dress is my favorite so far,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; seconded to none.&lt;/span&gt; I would very much love to get married in this dress. As the dress is quite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decent&lt;/span&gt;, i am quite sure &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my parents would approve.&lt;/span&gt; Though i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;couldn't say the same&lt;/span&gt; thing about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;price tag. &lt;/span&gt;Made of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lace, silk taffeta, and embroidered with seed pearls,&lt;/span&gt; i am quite sure it is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;masterpiece&lt;/span&gt; of a wedding dress. Though if you want to wear your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hair&lt;/span&gt; like Grace Kelly on your wedding day, you do have to make sure your face is quite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;symmetrical,&lt;/span&gt; along with not having any &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extra chin. &lt;/span&gt;Like i said, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I would love to get married in this wedding dress.&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/2123646515540457120-2555844157313911443?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/2555844157313911443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/grace-kelly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2555844157313911443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/2555844157313911443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/grace-kelly.html' title='Grace Kelly.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvCCGo0cPFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qTtLh_Ctwdc/s72-c/prince-rainier-and-grace-kelly-wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6282429726891065133</id><published>2009-11-03T17:04:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:29:10.077+11:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something about Autumn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about Autumn, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvB9XFjymQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bhYSG8xRkm0/s1600-h/autumn-colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvB9XFjymQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bhYSG8xRkm0/s320/autumn-colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399953788799981826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps it is the crisp golden leafs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps it is the fiery splash of orange and red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But there's just something about Autumn.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Autumn is a depiction of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depicting that beauty doesn't last forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depicting that good things come to an end, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressing that everything will fade into nothingness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But before winter capture Autumn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autumn will be fiery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autumn will be the golden jubilee of seasons,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvB9LxnbLXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GGG-TQqW-wA/s1600-h/thanksgiving+background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvB9LxnbLXI/AAAAAAAAAHI/GGG-TQqW-wA/s200/thanksgiving+background.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399953594467954034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until it fade from golden to gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wonder,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's the secret of Autumn's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beauty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because it is mortal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because it is most fiery before gray,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposing perhaps beauty lies in mortality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-6282429726891065133?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6282429726891065133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-something-about-autumn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6282429726891065133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6282429726891065133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-something-about-autumn.html' title='There&apos;s something about Autumn.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SvB9XFjymQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bhYSG8xRkm0/s72-c/autumn-colors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6391373480468861812</id><published>2009-11-02T23:38:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:53:39.654+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No offense.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su_Ei0cYeZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oMxFvbjHnSs/s1600-h/rainbow+disk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su_Ei0cYeZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oMxFvbjHnSs/s320/rainbow+disk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750580712798610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I use to know this person who i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seldom,&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;see take any offense. Considering i am fairly close to this person, this is quite a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;statement&lt;/span&gt; to be made. Now, considering this person use to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teased quite a fair bit&lt;/span&gt; by me and other friends, he should have the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right to be offended.&lt;/span&gt; The stuff this person got teased about is usually about his physical outlook (though not in a mean way). But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;instead of taking offense,&lt;/span&gt; he will just reply with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lighthearted comeback &lt;/span&gt;which is usually &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrap in humor. &lt;/span&gt;Now no matter &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how many times&lt;/span&gt; he is teased about the same thing, his method of replying will always be the same. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never saw&lt;/span&gt; him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lose it, got angry, or basically &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;take any offense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know most of us wish we have this trait in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-6391373480468861812?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6391373480468861812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-offense.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6391373480468861812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6391373480468861812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-offense.html' title='No offense.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su_Ei0cYeZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oMxFvbjHnSs/s72-c/rainbow+disk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3475831084091886216</id><published>2009-10-28T22:10:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:02:18.444+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su6Ru6tecKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/F1Nzli-HTOY/s1600-h/retrocar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su6Ru6tecKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/F1Nzli-HTOY/s320/retrocar1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399413238483808418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; around enough, you would notice that quite a fair bit of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; is about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;competition.&lt;/span&gt; By competition here i meant a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;race between one another&lt;/span&gt;, of who is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;better.&lt;/span&gt; For instance:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;who is more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good looking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who has more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who has better looking&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; boyfriend/ girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who has more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sense of style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smarter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;list could go on&lt;/span&gt; and on. But i won't bore you. Most people are in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this race of who is better, &lt;/span&gt;whether they like it or not. Now, they are various kinds of examples i could give on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how this race is being held.&lt;/span&gt; Some people would &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;show-off, &lt;/span&gt;some people will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;put others down,&lt;/span&gt; some people are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paranoid&lt;/span&gt; (thinking that other people are challenging them to prove who is better) and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;etc.&lt;/span&gt; Now one thing that everyone &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;should realize&lt;/span&gt; is that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you can't win it all nor can you lose it all.&lt;/span&gt; So we should stop &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wasting our energy and soul&lt;/span&gt; on trying to win it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because at the finish line you will just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;win some and lose some.&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/2123646515540457120-3475831084091886216?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3475831084091886216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-conscious.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3475831084091886216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3475831084091886216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-conscious.html' title='Competition.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Su6Ru6tecKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/F1Nzli-HTOY/s72-c/retrocar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-312648887212975323</id><published>2009-10-27T13:14:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:29:04.758+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish I Am A Cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZamO9W7iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hXlZ5xi4R30/s1600-h/cat+walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZamO9W7iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hXlZ5xi4R30/s200/cat+walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397100816347098658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish i am a cat,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of nine life i want nine hearts,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if one heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still have eight left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish i am a cat,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of nine life i want nine souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So if one soul is broken,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have eight left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But unfortunately i am not a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-312648887212975323?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/312648887212975323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-am-cat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/312648887212975323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/312648887212975323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-am-cat.html' title='I Wish I Am A Cat.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZamO9W7iI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hXlZ5xi4R30/s72-c/cat+walking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6286171113305274725</id><published>2009-10-23T03:39:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:13:00.187+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cigarettes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm sure most of us out there have seen a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ciggy box.&lt;/span&gt; Its either we saw it on some shelf &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in shops&lt;/span&gt; (usually behind glass covered doors and under a restricted age sign), or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we smoke &lt;/span&gt;ourselves, or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; we know smoke. Now if we have seen a ciggy box we would have notice the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;warning sign &lt;/span&gt;encrypted on it, as well as the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gruesome picture&lt;/span&gt; underneath it. An &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;example&lt;/span&gt; of what I'm descripting is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZReKkrtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IWiXaSg_5yQ/s1600-h/ciggy+malboro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZReKkrtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IWiXaSg_5yQ/s200/ciggy+malboro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397090782126257970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gruesome picture (Australia especially like to put this on their ciggy box):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZRwjaCC-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5X0Jo-sZgBU/s1600-h/smoking+blind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZRwjaCC-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5X0Jo-sZgBU/s200/smoking+blind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397091098030115810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The point is, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how many people do you encounter in a day, that you see are smoking? &lt;/span&gt;Should be quite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a lot.&lt;/span&gt; They are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everywhere.&lt;/span&gt; Now this proves that people in general do know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what is bad&lt;/span&gt; for them (being given a fair warning on a ciggy box) and do know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what will happen &lt;/span&gt;to them if they do it (the gruesome picture). But well, most of us just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't care. &lt;/span&gt;Which led me to conclude that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;most people would focus on the here-and-now pleasures of life rather than on the consequences they will face in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Owh yeah, this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actuality doesn't only apply to cigarettes. &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/2123646515540457120-6286171113305274725?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6286171113305274725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/cigarettes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6286171113305274725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6286171113305274725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/cigarettes.html' title='Cigarettes.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SuZReKkrtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IWiXaSg_5yQ/s72-c/ciggy+malboro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3868794501263988278</id><published>2009-10-19T19:00:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:39:05.125+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You just can't buy em.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was at work the other day. You see, my workplace have recently employed 30 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new people.&lt;/span&gt; So there's a bunch of this new people around. Anyways, i work at a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So I was just chattin up with this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new guy&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andrew,&lt;/span&gt; just getting to know each other. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o I asked him, do you work here full time or part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Stwk7-JaSFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dQBi_nerbUw/s1600-h/dba8f72c24c61d0043049bd08d7894f743e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Stwk7-JaSFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dQBi_nerbUw/s200/dba8f72c24c61d0043049bd08d7894f743e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394227066396362834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then he said i'm on training now, but i'm planning to work full time. Then he told me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i used to work at an office before this. But i stop cause i just don't like t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;So there i was thinking, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why did he swap his office job to work as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a general cinemas worker? &lt;/span&gt;Basically we general cinemas worker do whatever it takes to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;run a cinema= rip tickets, sell tickets, clean cinemas, sell food at candy bar, do dishes, etc., &lt;/span&gt;and we get paid about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt; or so. Owh yeah, i bet it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;easier to work an office job &lt;/span&gt;rather than working as a general cinemas worker (high probability on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; getting more pay as well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Then i realize, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you just can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; buy happiness.&lt;/span&gt; There might be other factors that affected Andrew's decision, but right now it makes Andrew &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy to work as a ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;neral cinema worker.&lt;/span&gt; It just makes him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy.&lt;/span&gt; There's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no price &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tag on happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ou just can't buy em.&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/2123646515540457120-3868794501263988278?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3868794501263988278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-just-cant-buy-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3868794501263988278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3868794501263988278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-just-cant-buy-em.html' title='You just can&apos;t buy em.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Stwk7-JaSFI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dQBi_nerbUw/s72-c/dba8f72c24c61d0043049bd08d7894f743e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-5136300387451479297</id><published>2009-10-14T21:10:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:10:33.620+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWft2WIBII/AAAAAAAAAEY/jufcSnMef8M/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 105px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWft2WIBII/AAAAAAAAAEY/jufcSnMef8M/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392391738877281410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;There is no one single &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;song being written,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stories being recorded, movies being made, poem being composed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;greater&lt;/span&gt; than that of the topic &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. You can find Love in just about anything. I think it is agreed upon by many that there are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no greater feeling than Love.&lt;/span&gt; Now, if i want to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talk about Love&lt;/span&gt; i think i would need a whole blog dedicated to it. Thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;gh i myself is still unsure about many things on Love, I do know that all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.79 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;billion&lt;/span&gt; people in this world &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have different views and opinions on Love. &lt;/span&gt;Now perhaps in an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;attem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pt to summarize&lt;/span&gt; the topic, lets take a look on what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some people have said&lt;/span&gt; on the topic of Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;   &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The hottest love has the coldest end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Socrates (469 BC-399 BC), Greek philosopher of Athens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWgjtwnPqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NVvHHq9LwuU/s1600-h/love-sick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWgjtwnPqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NVvHHq9LwuU/s200/love-sick1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392392664285396642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;        &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Love: A temporary insanity curable by marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ambrose Bierce (1842-1914), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;American newspaperman and short-story writer.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="q"&gt;&lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;   &lt;div class="t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francois de La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680), French writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;     &lt;div class="a"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWhN37kh9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7mxJ0U31UAg/s1600-h/luvvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWhN37kh9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/7mxJ0U31UAg/s200/luvvv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392393388570216402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Disraeli (1804-1881), British politician and author.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887), American politician.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;     &lt;div class="a"&gt;    &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWh2hYwSsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/aYbNtyO3ZJs/s1600-h/boyandgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWh2hYwSsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/aYbNtyO3ZJs/s200/boyandgirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392394086893243074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Samuel Butler (1612-1680), British poet and satirist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;     &lt;div class="a"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship, never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Charles Caleb Colton (1780-1832), British clergyman, sportsman and author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;     &lt;div class="a"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWimLv6qBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lsiJZ9W-kSk/s1600-h/I_love_you_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWimLv6qBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lsiJZ9W-kSk/s200/I_love_you_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392394905718532114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;There is only one happiness in life -- to love and to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;George Sand (1804-1876), French romantic writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="q"&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" class="o"&gt;    &lt;a title="Send quote to a friend" href="http://en.proverbia.net/enviar_frase.asp?id=33231"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/2123646515540457120-5136300387451479297?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5136300387451479297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/love_14.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5136300387451479297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5136300387451479297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/love_14.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StWft2WIBII/AAAAAAAAAEY/jufcSnMef8M/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-6744260105512273807</id><published>2009-10-12T03:54:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:29:17.223+11:00</updated><title type='text'>6.79</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StMBtgU884I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-HZkZVhqkKE/s1600-h/globe_west_540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StMBtgU884I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-HZkZVhqkKE/s320/globe_west_540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391655060176171906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6.79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6.79 billion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thats &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6.79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;humans currently living on planet earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thats 6.79 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6.79 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;opinions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6.79 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;perspectives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6.79 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;views,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6.79 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suprise, suprise, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you are not earth's only inhabitants :)&lt;/span&gt;. As you can see there are 6.79 (minus 1) other people here with you, on this planet. I know most of us are aware of this fact, but how come then we are so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;judgmental&lt;/span&gt;, so much in favor of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;prejudices&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;discrimination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My opinion is that we should&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; respect&lt;/span&gt; other people's differences, be it any kind of differences. We should be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aware&lt;/span&gt; that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;what we perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;, other people might perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what we perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;un-productive,&lt;/span&gt; other people might perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"living life happily"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what we perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ugly,&lt;/span&gt; other people might perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exotic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what we perceive as a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; big matter, &lt;/span&gt;other people might perceive as a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; small matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what we perceive as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;, other people might perceive as&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; unique,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc. etc. etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Your opinions and views, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doesn't necessarily equals&lt;/span&gt; to other people's opinions and views as well. And that is precisely why we should &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;respect and accept other people's differences.&lt;/span&gt; It is their &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;basic human rights&lt;/span&gt;. We are not being put here on earth alone. We are being sent here along with others, so that we could&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;earn and reflect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on each other &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2123646515540457120-6744260105512273807?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/6744260105512273807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/679.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6744260105512273807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/6744260105512273807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/679.html' title='6.79'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StMBtgU884I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-HZkZVhqkKE/s72-c/globe_west_540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-7104618759962109441</id><published>2009-10-04T16:12:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:51:25.935+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scapegoat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIMnhVLT0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/67SybR7rRTM/s1600-h/Hitler+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIMnhVLT0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/67SybR7rRTM/s320/Hitler+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391385577017528130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIMgAbWCwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XdBl3NSmWpo/s1600-h/hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIMgAbWCwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XdBl3NSmWpo/s320/hitler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391385447925943042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Berlin, Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; a while back when I learn a bunch of stuff about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hitler's Regime, Nazi, the Third Reich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, etc. Now, I only knew a couple of fundamental facts about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Holocaust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; which is barely sufficient, but it has always interest me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hitler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;hated Jews and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;killed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6 million (17 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; if other races were to be included) of them. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I was told by a Berlin-er that the answer to my question is that there is no reason at all. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jews were simply scapegoats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; If i remembered correctly, Germany suffered a huge lost in World War 1. So when Hitler came to power he uses the Jews as the scapegoat, as to why they lost the war. Hmm, ok, At that time i couldn't really comprehend the answer, as i see there is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;uge flaw in the logic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;. How can you blame something that has no connection whatsoever to someone else? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So after a couple of months pondering on the issue, i finally get the meaning of the whole scapegoat thing. IN FACT, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;scapegoat-ing happens everyday around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Simply said,  if something went horribly wrong, isn't it easier to blame it entirely on someone/something else? Take this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; for instance:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You and your partner has a project to submit as part of your uni course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You and your partner didn't finish it in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So you and your partner decide to blame your housemate (who you think is friendly, and thats why you have long conversations with her, and that is the reason why you can't submit your project in time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; Housemate is the Scapegoat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As she is being blamed for the crime of you and your partner, which has no connection at all to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PS: Thats what you told your lecturer, and your housemate will probably get punished as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You see, scapegoat-ing is generally use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;as a way of distracting attention from the real causes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And of course, it doesn't necessarily makes sense. But, Humans has always found it to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;easier to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; others rather than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;accepting the responsibilities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;finding solution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;to their issues. It is just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;simply simpler. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-7104618759962109441?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7104618759962109441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/scapegoat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7104618759962109441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7104618759962109441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/scapegoat.html' title='Scapegoat.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIMnhVLT0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/67SybR7rRTM/s72-c/Hitler+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-4363249059932724004</id><published>2009-10-04T15:32:00.018+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:43:36.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIBVn4B0sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8WxJ4ui28OQ/s1600-h/MW0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIBVn4B0sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8WxJ4ui28OQ/s320/MW0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391373174908768962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I have once read somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Secrets are passed on from one bestfriend to another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;(anonymous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I could not help to think that the quote is anything but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;true :)&lt;/span&gt;. Have you ever been in a situation where your bestfriend would say something like " &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey i wanna tell you something which is suppose to be a secret, but don't tell anyone aite".&lt;/span&gt; Or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you yourself&lt;/span&gt; being the one who utter that particular sentence :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My opinion is that if you do not want the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cat out of the bag&lt;/span&gt;, then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; let anyone in on your secret at all. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At all.&lt;/span&gt;  If you do, then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please consider that the cat is already out of the bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/2123646515540457120-4363249059932724004?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4363249059932724004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/secrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4363249059932724004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4363249059932724004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/secrets.html' title='Secrets.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StIBVn4B0sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8WxJ4ui28OQ/s72-c/MW0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-5272331496568875645</id><published>2009-10-03T21:57:00.029+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:49:38.035+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Words are, of cours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;e, the most powerful drug used by mankind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936, British author &amp;amp; poet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" class="body" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Words, people could make you fall &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in love&lt;/span&gt; with them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StwnmxVTrVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/M4llX9qTYLU/s1600-h/cuddle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StwnmxVTrVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/M4llX9qTYLU/s200/cuddle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394230000714231122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;make you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seduce&lt;/span&gt; you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;change your mind.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And many other side effects.. Most of the time when the "word drug" wears off  you would be left in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; confused, heartbroken, speechless or perhaps in a dying state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Now, what are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;antidotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; against this type of drug? Perhaps finding out what type of this drug you are most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;susceptible to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, then start the search for your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;immunity shot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;against that type of drug. Or perhaps close your ears against that type of drug.But then again, it is called a "drug" for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;. You simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;can't help yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-5272331496568875645?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/5272331496568875645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5272331496568875645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/5272331496568875645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/words.html' title='Words.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/StwnmxVTrVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/M4llX9qTYLU/s72-c/cuddle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-1377341399101379555</id><published>2009-10-03T12:47:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:36:23.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Status.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssa7OS6ysaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/neJMsTXW548/s1600-h/BESThearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssa7OS6ysaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/neJMsTXW548/s320/BESThearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388199858466369954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to Facebook, there are 7 types of relationship status:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. engaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. its complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. in an open relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. widowed (most recently added by fb, i think it is quite funny, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of all the status-es, i comprehend all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;except no 5 (its complicated) and 6 (in an open relationship)&lt;/span&gt;. OK maybe i do get its complicated. Maybe its complicated due to reasons such as; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am still deciding my sexual orientation or my bf just died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I could'nt say the same for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no 6 (in an open relationship)&lt;/span&gt;. Basically its a relationship that's asking for trouble. You can be in this type of relationship, but you should be prepared for an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;epic crash&lt;/span&gt; at the end. If you're prepared its fine. Because i feel that in an open relationship you both just don't love each other enough to commit. And in the end one party would always get hurt more than the other. You can try to take on this type of relationship with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;minimal damage by outlining the limitations, definitions and outcomes of you relationship very thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt; All the power to you and the very best of luck. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;would advice for you to stick to no 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 7&lt;/span&gt; though :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-1377341399101379555?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/1377341399101379555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/relationship-status_03.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1377341399101379555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/1377341399101379555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/relationship-status_03.html' title='Relationship Status.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssa7OS6ysaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/neJMsTXW548/s72-c/BESThearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-3304316581515667387</id><published>2009-10-03T11:27:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:48:34.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An Oxymoron.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssas_4EUecI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fINQu6wPuns/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssas_4EUecI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fINQu6wPuns/s320/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388184217577617858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I was in Vienna, Austria a couple of months back. In a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;theme park in Vienna&lt;/span&gt; to be exact. Its a Theme park, so u can expect roller coasters, ferris wheels, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I was going around the park, but something made me stop in my tracks and indulge in some self reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I saw a man in a wheelchair&lt;/span&gt;, in the middle of the mentioned theme park. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, if you're in a wheelchair, what CAN you do in a theme park?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ride in roller coasters? Catch a view from the ferris wheel? Well, all that i could think of is that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can watch OTHER people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;catching the view from the ferris wheels or them riding on top of the roller coasters. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You CAN'T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its such an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ironic, oxy-moronic&lt;/span&gt; capture.&lt;br /&gt;Made me reflect on how thankful i should be for the life i am having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-3304316581515667387?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/3304316581515667387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/oxymoron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3304316581515667387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/3304316581515667387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/oxymoron.html' title='An Oxymoron.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Ssas_4EUecI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fINQu6wPuns/s72-c/DSC01057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-7768017341296940490</id><published>2009-10-03T09:19:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:42:46.762+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsaUAjUaOqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/w_DNZq4OgYU/s1600-h/kissing-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsaUAjUaOqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/w_DNZq4OgYU/s320/kissing-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388156741397133986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Csabrina%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.textexposedhide 	{mso-style-name:text_exposed_hide;} span.textexposedshow 	{mso-style-name:text_exposed_show;} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haven't gone 3 days in our life without a boyfriend or girlfriend? Then maybe we should take some time off dating. Because being alone is not really the end of the world. Thats rite. Take that time off do better in our studies or job, follow our passion, deal with our inner issues and do the things we have always wanted to do. Become the perfect person we always wanted to be and enjoy the life we built for ourselves. During this time we would find the space we need to grow, and to find our true self. Did i mention we will also learn to stand up on our own two feet? Yes, then when we have finished polishing up ourselves, like magic a special person would come along to share that life with us. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it would be better than any relationship we had ever had :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted from myself &amp;amp; facebook aps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-7768017341296940490?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/7768017341296940490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7768017341296940490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/7768017341296940490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/relationships.html' title='Relationships.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsaUAjUaOqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/w_DNZq4OgYU/s72-c/kissing-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-4984318783802541080</id><published>2009-10-03T08:23:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:29:26.281+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Just Is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsZ-jUy3u_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/t3n7LmUNaLY/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsZ-jUy3u_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/t3n7LmUNaLY/s320/DSC01603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388133149537975282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Life is not a fairytale. It is more beautiful as it is meaningful just because of its imperfection. Yet it is not easy to say as such when you are facing such pain and hardships. But when life give you Lemon, make Lemonade. And make it the best Lemonade anyone has ever tasted. AND THEN you can say, In Your Face life :)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-4984318783802541080?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4984318783802541080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-not-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4984318783802541080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4984318783802541080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-not-fairytale.html' title='Life Just Is.'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/SsZ-jUy3u_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/t3n7LmUNaLY/s72-c/DSC01603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123646515540457120.post-4823639645772701554</id><published>2009-10-03T07:38:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T19:19:34.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You. Twit. Face. (You Tube, Twitter, Facebook)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sabrina Mahmood has found another application to further &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;extend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; her reasons to why she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;should procrastinate on her assignments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;:).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Facebook wasnt enough :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Owh yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hello Blogspot :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2123646515540457120-4823639645772701554?l=stars2gal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/feeds/4823639645772701554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/sabrina-mahmood-has-finally-found.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4823639645772701554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123646515540457120/posts/default/4823639645772701554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stars2gal.blogspot.com/2009/10/sabrina-mahmood-has-finally-found.html' title='You. Twit. Face. (You Tube, Twitter, Facebook)'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08159019613950667539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pbXPNkv5cxs/Svi0VU4aN9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/sAm-YpFA76o/S220/orton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
