tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81419573552998107822024-03-08T13:27:36.782-08:00onlymattersSueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.comBlogger108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-39657532357978470902010-03-29T07:14:00.000-07:002010-03-29T07:20:26.959-07:00Qingming<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4468694341/" title="P1000553 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4468694341_08f7094ea6_b.jpg" width="576" height="1024" alt="P1000553" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469468114/" title="P1000540 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2472/4469468114_d1c2c32012.jpg" width="576" height="281" alt="P1000540" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4468688905/" title="P1000538 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2725/4468688905_74620005ec.jpg" width="281" height="500" alt="P1000538" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-25958780126734758752010-03-28T01:22:00.000-07:002010-03-28T01:26:13.979-07:00Friday<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469447890/" title="P1000505 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4469447890_5258c8cb31.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1000505" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469450452/" title="P1000517 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4469450452_a1fb8ab1e7.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1000517" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469455874/" title="P1000522 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4469455874_047cbae6f9.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1000522" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469459782/" title="P1000523 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4469459782_d559c381ed.jpg" width="281" height="500" alt="P1000523" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4469462002/" title="P1000531 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4469462002_f69d5ed29f.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1000531" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4468686867/" title="P1000533 by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4468686867_601b1cd408.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="P1000533" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-17431685797237895722010-03-26T10:09:00.000-07:002010-03-26T10:16:01.239-07:00Beri laluanWe choose our way from what others gave us or we find our own way?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sueanntan/4465242296/" title="Copy of P1000474 copy by tsueann, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2427/4465242296_eab3b76b0d.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="Copy of P1000474 copy" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-86656477482287237462010-03-25T06:52:00.000-07:002010-03-25T07:26:00.609-07:00Who live in the pineapple under the seaI wondering why Patrick star always absent from those balloon seller's stock. I miss him too. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6trgWaSSQI/AAAAAAAABfI/ghyoprgsbpo/s1600/P1000486.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6trgWaSSQI/AAAAAAAABfI/ghyoprgsbpo/s400/P1000486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452569977377933570" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-90668796623066503182010-03-24T06:51:00.000-07:002010-03-24T07:26:55.332-07:00SmileSmile when you see yourselves in the mirror every morning when you want to brush your teeth. Why have to be that time? Because i personally think that we looks stupid while our mouth have so much white bubbles inside. You won't know is a good or bad day; but at least at the beginning of your day, you start with a lovely smile.<br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">A beautiful smile<br />falls 'cross your face<br />When you are happy<br />or full of grace.</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">A beautiful smile<br />fills your eyes,<br />When you're contented<br /> or surprised.</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">A beautiful magic<br />attends your soul,<br />When you have spoken<br /> of love untold.</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">November 10, 1970<br />By Linda A. Copp ©</span></p>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-26316742132505031032010-03-21T07:33:00.000-07:002010-03-21T08:01:50.541-07:00Chrysanthemum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6Y0ZivjO4I/AAAAAAAABe4/TNTAoi83UZI/s1600-h/P1000220.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6Y0ZivjO4I/AAAAAAAABe4/TNTAoi83UZI/s400/P1000220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451102012406184834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6Yu0XRu3II/AAAAAAAABew/jEzsCX1vAE4/s1600-h/P1000285.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/S6Yu0XRu3II/AAAAAAAABew/jEzsCX1vAE4/s800/P1000285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451095876115029122" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-25532048154518546692009-10-02T11:19:00.000-07:002009-10-02T11:24:45.528-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SsZFIRz0X-I/AAAAAAAABek/0DfaAZNc4sI/s1600-h/IMG_6588.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SsZFIRz0X-I/AAAAAAAABek/0DfaAZNc4sI/s400/IMG_6588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388070012717391842" border="0" /></a>looking for.<br /></div>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-2772266729330399052009-02-02T22:43:00.000-08:002009-02-02T22:44:19.270-08:00lolI got back my hotmail and fb. lol. Thank you. =]Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-63399861712878784492009-01-31T21:39:00.000-08:002009-01-31T21:42:37.247-08:00wtf<div style="text-align: justify;">My hotmail and facebook is gone. There is a friend to Suharto hacked into my account and i cant sign in.<br /></div>Please join me back in my new account. Please~<br />wtf.<br />Sad.Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-62326486200398382142008-10-31T01:08:00.000-07:002008-10-31T01:28:42.235-07:00thoughts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SQrBd3KOIzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ud6m3DZdvQY/s1600-h/thought.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SQrBd3KOIzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ud6m3DZdvQY/s400/thought.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263231833303032626" border="0" /></a><br /><pre id="embed"><br /></pre>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-53368249181367083642008-10-07T23:57:00.000-07:002008-10-08T03:13:01.387-07:00wednesday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg73M7ciI/AAAAAAAABdw/cJNgJqJCKxk/s1600-h/100_0949.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg73M7ciI/AAAAAAAABdw/cJNgJqJCKxk/s400/100_0949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681446781252130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg77sBUII/AAAAAAAABd4/wklJOopXDLI/s1600-h/100_0965.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg77sBUII/AAAAAAAABd4/wklJOopXDLI/s400/100_0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681447985401986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg8GOoymI/AAAAAAAABeA/QVSCRwzTc_U/s1600-h/100_0964.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg8GOoymI/AAAAAAAABeA/QVSCRwzTc_U/s400/100_0964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681450814949986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg8H5LA7I/AAAAAAAABeI/3HXqqnEx_hs/s1600-h/100_0967.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SOxg8H5LA7I/AAAAAAAABeI/3HXqqnEx_hs/s400/100_0967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254681451261789106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">wow, kinda dusty here. Really damn long time didn't step my mouse's cursor here. I got a lot of task on my hand lately. haha, including fill my time with some of the entertainment. Midterm-fyp-fyp's presentation-party-study week-until now final exam. I'm having final exam now and there are 2 more papers on 13th. After that, will start my internship, at the meantime i have to get my FYP done also. lol. Vision of future's plan. During last time i like to fully use my time with different task or activities, as long as don't let myself senang. But i have no idea since when, i will just let myself blank or day-dreaming stick my ass on the sofa, put my pairs of big fat leg on table and eyes starring to the tv... whole day, as long as keep myself lepak. What a dramatic change, or should i say pathetic? =| However, I kinda enjoy it. It's better than i have those choked-stressful life. My life now not that stressful but sometime kinda suffer with those due-date or running out of time's day. I think that i can't blame anyone but myself, who ask you to be such a heavy bone (lazy). Arg, take a short nap first and i'll have to lay my finger on law's book already.<br /><br />p.s: Have you sometime feel like, when you desperately want to own it, but you fail; When you actually holding it in you arm, you'll give your best effort to let go of it? hmm, try to appreciate what are you holding now. I always ask myself to do so.<br /></div>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-48574880211482742412008-09-01T09:31:00.000-07:002008-09-01T09:49:14.966-07:00intern<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SLwZldK8prI/AAAAAAAABdo/BL_1eBIx6QQ/s1600-h/6a00d834515beb69e200e5545bb5aa8833-800wi.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SLwZldK8prI/AAAAAAAABdo/BL_1eBIx6QQ/s400/6a00d834515beb69e200e5545bb5aa8833-800wi.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241092197628815026" border="0" /></a>I just find out this poster in <a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/">swissmiss's page</a> and i going to start my intern soon. Not soon enough but it's coming.<br /><br />p.s: before that, i got to settle fyp. kinda choke sometime. Beside, gossip girl new season is OUT !!! yay.Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-12307076572757612962008-08-24T04:12:00.000-07:002008-08-24T08:39:43.170-07:00rain<div style="text-align: justify;">Oh my god, the water is <span style="font-weight: bold;">freezing</span>!!! Once it splash on my skin, it freeze me out... Today i woke up on 2pm and i have a good sleep, without any strange dream. The rain makes my day. Cool weather and i just lay myself in my cozy bed sheet, watching series. Sometime we just need to rest ourself without doing anything or going out anywhere crowded. Lone time will be a best way to re-strength yourself and i like to have a hot honey waffle too. yum yum~<br /><br /><br />p.s : thanks ch for the ck euphoria woman&man perfume (sample). It smells good. lol.<br /></div>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-12004847766486537492008-08-21T00:13:00.000-07:002008-08-21T00:14:43.909-07:00New camera<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SK0Vy-E3hUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/6oAoSz-2-04/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SK0Vy-E3hUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/6oAoSz-2-04/s400/DSC00135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236865907102811458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SK0VsM7pGoI/AAAAAAAABAI/MNAhzMF0FiY/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SK0VsM7pGoI/AAAAAAAABAI/MNAhzMF0FiY/s400/DSC00134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236865790831565442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />=]Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-56772461058648592682008-08-19T01:46:00.000-07:002008-08-19T01:50:56.430-07:00pool<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SKqJEGbpVVI/AAAAAAAABAA/0dHRATB1eXY/s1600-h/100_0731copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SKqJEGbpVVI/AAAAAAAABAA/0dHRATB1eXY/s400/100_0731copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236148220310672722" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-49422777650330712262008-08-08T23:52:00.000-07:002008-08-09T02:09:38.347-07:00buildings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1eeZ3og_I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/B27KlMWiduM/s1600-h/bike.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1eeZ3og_I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/B27KlMWiduM/s400/bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232442218507699186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1bVKAfPKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iirKuCYqYjw/s1600-h/door2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1bVKAfPKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/iirKuCYqYjw/s400/door2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232438761096166562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1WHFuoNiI/AAAAAAAAA_I/KMsin7KEsCg/s1600-h/old.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1WHFuoNiI/AAAAAAAAA_I/KMsin7KEsCg/s400/old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232433021871207970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1Ty-9sE8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/kluhKLoL0lI/s1600-h/school.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1Ty-9sE8I/AAAAAAAAA_A/kluhKLoL0lI/s400/school.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430477434688450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1PGG0Y0CI/AAAAAAAAA-4/FyTF8O-n2mM/s1600-h/wall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1PGG0Y0CI/AAAAAAAAA-4/FyTF8O-n2mM/s400/wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232425308402536482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1IoyBMkMI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Diqj6Ac3umg/s1600-h/window.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ1IoyBMkMI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Diqj6Ac3umg/s400/window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232418207533142210" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-27100852041080775952008-08-04T08:14:00.000-07:002008-08-08T23:49:50.886-07:00a part of a crazy sial<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ09ZNeMJPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/MUzyOvtv93c/s1600-h/chips.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ09ZNeMJPI/AAAAAAAAA-o/MUzyOvtv93c/s400/chips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232405845396694258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ09YY3WGmI/AAAAAAAAA-g/G_SFtpvXc8s/s1600-h/buhooh.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJ09YY3WGmI/AAAAAAAAA-g/G_SFtpvXc8s/s400/buhooh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232405831275125346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJcjl1kaOEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-zjl02HgRhA/s1600-h/crazy+sial+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SJcjl1kaOEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-zjl02HgRhA/s400/crazy+sial+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230688625156044866" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-28796561338669426902008-07-29T07:47:00.000-07:002008-07-29T07:49:55.091-07:00Anticipating<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">September 1st</span>. Monday. Can't wait !!!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-67745399961194707202008-07-27T01:09:00.000-07:002008-07-27T01:20:11.925-07:00random<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SIwu9CWM0JI/AAAAAAAAA-I/8IO16P5F7iY/s1600-h/100_0612+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SIwu9CWM0JI/AAAAAAAAA-I/8IO16P5F7iY/s400/100_0612+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227604893607186578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SIwu9a8ncaI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/42RISYrYZFo/s1600-h/100_0616+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SIwu9a8ncaI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/42RISYrYZFo/s400/100_0616+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227604900210766242" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-15160734263981956072008-07-21T09:01:00.000-07:002008-07-21T09:09:34.965-07:00tadpole<p class="MsoNormal">Few days before I asked my brother a silly question, </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “Jan, what kind of girl do you like? A pretty, cute or a normal look one?” I guess all the guys sure gave the same answer</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “a pretty girl.” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me<span style=""> </span>: “do you have any girl you like is your class? What is her name?” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “no……” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me<span style=""> </span>: “Then do you like any guy… in your class?” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Yes! Chan Yi Xuan lorrrrr” =S </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Me<span style=""> </span>: “why you like him?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Because I same class with him since standard one already mar and I asked him<span style=""> </span>homework…”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “like he is your best friend laarrr?” (trying to make sure some issue here =]) </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Yup. My good friend…”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “Okay. Then you know guy can likes guy one? And can be together one?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Yar, I know” (he was watching cartoon that time and I ask so many question)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “Then do you know they can get marry one?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Can meh~~?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “Can larr. Then you love guy??hahhaa”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “No laaa…” (Increase his voice frequency)</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “If like that how to have baby~?? Boy cannot born baby laaaa…only girls can...” </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “then you know how is baby come from?” </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “I know ah, when you with a girl long long time already then she will have a baby la. Need long long time. Then the girl will get fat, stomach will grow bigger and bigger. After a long long time, baby inside your stomach and grow up then you born baby lo…” </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “from where the baby comes out?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “from butt la.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “why long long time already baby is inside? How you put it in?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “there is a tadpole like that, purple color one, then it combines with stomach and it stick there then it will grow up and become baby lo.” </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “how you know is purple color????”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “Nehhh, you go and see my text book, is purple color mahhh.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Me<span style=""> </span>: “then you know where is the baby frog come from??”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;">Jan<span style=""> </span>: “don’t know. Stomach ahh??”</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 9pt; text-align: justify;">I didn’t make further explanation after that question because he is busy watching cartoon. However I know how much my brother learn about sex education. At least he knows sperms in term of “tadpole” and its purple color… =| hahahhah. For a kid in standard 4… I have no idea is that level of knowledge pass or not. =] and why the text book put the sperms in purple instead of white color, gave the wrong pictures to the kids… ish. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: -0.5in;">I didn’ </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.5in;"><o:p> </o:p></p>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-61671320781695383972008-07-15T11:08:00.000-07:002008-07-15T11:13:24.803-07:00another combination<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHzoNnKNcFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UM1FPidriB4/s1600-h/100_0585.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHzoNnKNcFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/UM1FPidriB4/s400/100_0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223304988390682706" border="0" /></a>As shown in the picture, a cake for all the person whose birthday falls on July.<br />Happy birthday dad, wt and ken. hahah=]Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-75440842904799119182008-07-14T02:51:00.000-07:002008-07-14T03:01:21.822-07:007a.m<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHsi85PTihI/AAAAAAAAA9w/dx-gT4EO9rk/s1600-h/100_0575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHsi85PTihI/AAAAAAAAA9w/dx-gT4EO9rk/s400/100_0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222806622418733586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHsi9HYYqwI/AAAAAAAAA94/08EagQy7BWA/s1600-h/100_0574.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHsi9HYYqwI/AAAAAAAAA94/08EagQy7BWA/s400/100_0574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222806626214914818" border="0" /></a>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-24560501459879609972008-07-13T20:52:00.000-07:002008-07-13T21:01:07.272-07:00respond-sible<div> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">I came out with this while I was waiting for my aunt at home to come and go out together. I think of a word. RESPONSIBLE. I suddenly feel that it is a very heavy word. Think about the responsible of our parents to us; think about how the word take effect to your work and everything you did now. We all have the responsible for everything we did. It is not just you made a mistake and “puff” just disappears from that. You have to take responsible of the mistake. See, the word appear again, everyday in our life. I wish I can escape the word.<br /></p> <div style="text-align: justify;"><o:p> </o:p>My friend told me her cell phone had been stolen by her student in school and the student is just 9 years old… primary standard 3. Fortunately she discovers earlier and manages to find it back at the student’s home. It is very hilarious the way she describe to me how the student try to lie but fail and eventually hand over the cell phone himself. However the sad thing is, he just standard 3 and story behind is his parents didn’t stay together with him due to their working condition. His parents throw the responsible of their child to the uncle and the uncle fail to take full responsible to the kid and it end up like that. Who to blame?<o:p> </o:p><br /></div> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">I’m wish I’m brave enough to handle every responsible on my shoulder now, to me, to my family or to anyone. I wish my wish can be true.<span style=""> </span></p> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Here come my responsible, my aunt and her child is here, my responsible is to drive my aunt, the baby and the kids safely to the town. Yes, I did it. OHH and my fyp. It is a very very weighty responsible which i try to do but i wish to escape but i need to do else i can't graduate but i feel want to skip it but actually i can't... argh, just do it... Wuffffff……</p><br /><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-76539430871928914382008-07-11T00:07:00.000-07:002008-07-11T21:44:34.427-07:00where to stand?<p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Can anyone tell me, how hard would a person felt when they had no ones that can understand or to share s/he sadness moment?<br /><o:p></o:p>I bet it will be felt like you’re choking, situated at the lowest part of the dark hole, being isolated from the world, pointless in mind, an unidentified hand holding and start squeezing your heart… felt like cry but no tears in eyes; It would be more suffer if the person who closest to you, did the same way as the outsider do. Everything sounds worthless. I hope I didn’t make that kind of mistake. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Place yourselves in others’ stand. I always told myself but I always fail to do it. If you think you are angry because his/her attitude is bad, and plan to scold s/he kuat kuat sekali. Pause it. At least have a word with her in a proper way and give him/her a chance to speak for him/herself. But if s/he didn’t feel sorry for what s/he did, sorry la, you really deserve my admonishment. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Try to understand why s/he acts like this way, why s/he doing that, what the hell is going wrong out there. See what s/he sees and hear what s/he hears. May be we’ll have another option to choose what we suppose to do next before we misbehavior or misunderstand peoples. </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">p.s. Do we have the chance to clam ourselves while our blood is boiling? I doubt that. However, try, at least. Bertimbang rasa abit. Where you stand decide what person you are. </p>Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8141957355299810782.post-90089602892993745682008-07-08T09:21:00.000-07:002008-07-08T09:37:35.553-07:00the cube job<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHOVmopUzTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/6u5wNYdVLsM/s1600-h/100_0570.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4bmi88rOdjY/SHOVmopUzTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/6u5wNYdVLsM/s400/100_0570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680884030852402" border="0" /></a>chew hean ginn, your master piece. you're not too old actually. =]Sueannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04266786714829757649noreply@blogger.com0