<?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-4016597449964408533</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:09:32.775-08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='I'/><category term='books'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Little Kat's World</title><subtitle type='html'>I will lift my eyes to the hills-from whence comes my help ? My help comes from the Lord , who made heaven and earth . 

Psalm 121:1-2</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-7998437476404579512</id><published>2011-04-13T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T01:13:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Takes Over</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows this yet everyday we are still amazed at how time passes by so fast. You wake up in the morning and realize it's your birthday today. You were brushing your teeth when you looked up in the mirror and realized a few wrinkles on your forehead. The teacher is teaching in the classroom when you suddenly realized, you're not 15 anymore. Rather than Maths, it's Additional Maths. Rather than Science, its Biology, Physics and Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        It's already April and my birthday is approaching. Lately, I've been so busy with competitions that I forget to spend a little time for myself. Didn't even have the time to think. Practice over. Eat. Sleep. Wake up and repeat the routine all over again. I was so busy that even the weekends I was at school or somewhere. All of that made me realize of how a robot I can be all in the name of certificates. It was worth it though. Through all these, I made new friends, built relationships and put myself in situations that I never knew I could handle. It tested my capability and my determination to get what I want. I am glad that my hard work paid off. Now, I finally get to be in class like an ordinary student. Oh, it is heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         With great power comes great responsibility. That is indeed true. I have many commitments in school. When someone calls me, it is because I have to finish up something or arrange a meeting or what so ever not. I just love the feeling when I look at my handphone and there is  no missed calls or no messages. It feels as if I have nothing else left to do. But of course, that is totally BS. There is always something I need to complete and right now, I really need to study. Can you imagine ? Three weeks of missing class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         My little moments of pleasure now are the moments when I get the chance to read a novel or just listen to music and do absolutely nothing. Even if just for a moment. A moment of total peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As I've said, my birthday is coming soon. It's on 6th June, just so you know. Last year, I went to Langkawi with Calister and papa. Drank lots of kampai! Saw a shirtless guy jogging on the street :D Yes, I'm getting older. HaHa. Hopefully, I'll be able to go out of the country for at least 1 week and celebrate my birthday there! I've been waiting to go to 'watermelon' for so long!!! It would definitely be a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Katherine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-7998437476404579512?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/7998437476404579512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=7998437476404579512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7998437476404579512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7998437476404579512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2011/04/15-going-16.html' title='When It Takes Over'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5573972687134338042</id><published>2010-12-27T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T07:43:19.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School in Less Than A Week</title><content type='html'>I know I've said that I would post the 2nd Part of the Zombies and I will but not now. Don't really have the mood to continue with that post just yet. But no worries, for the 2nd Part would be an awesome one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. Blogging. Just finished changing the sofa covers. Took A LOT of effort. Changed the curtains. Found an egg hive :( EWW. So you must be wondering, why in the world would I do everything by myself. The answer is simple. Because I don't have a maid like all you rich people. Haha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have debate practice on Wednesday. Haven't been debating for so long !!! Still have a lot to learn but it would an interesting experience! Have to search and write so much time. I have a little grey file for all my debating stuff :) I like being organized and neat. It's much better and obviously, much easier. Honestly,  I don't understand people who can actually STAND being all unorganized and messy. How do they live their life ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, they can't search something they one due to their messiness. And it is something really, really important. I would laugh at them and tell them, PADAN MUKA!! Oh. My. Gosh. I am so mean but well, it's the truth. Well, hopefully they'll learn their lesson. I hate working with people who are messy so if you are reading, start learning how to actually be neat! Read a book or something if you really don't know. And people who actually pride themselves on their untidiness are STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was a little insight of my brain. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;My PMR results came out last Thursday. I expected to get like 5 A's but amazingly, I got 7 A's !! That is good, I guess. Only A's :) Science was quite hard because I didn't study but amazingly, I got A :) Most probably, the Ministry of Education lowered the percentage like really, really low. Maybe 70 is already A or lower. The reason because the subject is taught in English. It is very easy to get A for subjects like English, Mathematics and Science. That is the reason why a lot of my friends who are 'not that good' in English got A. Sorry if I sound mean but that is the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friends that got straight A's actually cried when they received their results. I guess they really worked hard  to obtain it. When I received mine, I felt nothing. As if it was... well, nothing. I should have been crying or extremely happy but I wasn't. I was just glad. I was happy too because I've been praying to God to get straight A's and finally I did. The thing about me is no matter how much or how hard I study or do something, I'm never satisfied. It's as if that I didn't so enough hence I felt like I didn't deserve to get 7 A's. But I guess, in some ways. That's a good thing because then, I'll always try my hardest and because, I feel it is never enough. I'll never  stop trying until finally, I get what I want. The best thing about getting the results after working really hard isn't the A's itself but feeling of satisfaction. That you can actually work and make something work in the end. That you do actually have a worth and not useless for nothing. I guess it's better to work hard and get the results rather than do nothing but get the results as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as all of you know. School is starting next week. In like 6 more days.... so I'll be really, really busy! Preparing for school and of course, cleaning the house. I need to buy a new school back. Sew my badges. Iron my uniforms. Buy my school books. Clean up my desk. Arrange my new Form 4 reference books and everything in between. In a nutshell, I'm actually quite excited to get back to school. Get to know who are my new teachers. Get to learn new subjects. Get to experience school itself as a Form 4 student. I guess the best part of it is that I would actually get to find out how far and how much would I actually work myself in order to get succeed. I would get to learn my real capabilities and I'm sure it would be a very interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning the house, going to school everyday, studying, debating, church, interact responsibilities, mandarin classes... It will definitely be a very busy year but that is exactly the reason why I am so excited about it all. I also made a vow to myself to read a novel/magazine before I go to sleep everyday. Iron my 5 uniforms on Sundays so I would not need to iron my uniform every morning and waste electric and money. Read novels when I have my free time. At least blog once a month. To study at least 3 hours a day excluding school work. Start on my school assignments as soon as it is given. Finish my school work in time and ASAP. To not delay any work or assignments for if I do that, it will finally bite me back in my ass and I do not like being bitten at my bottom. It would hurt since I do not have enough flesh there. But I guess for all you other pillow-butted people, it wouldn't matter. HAHA. And of course, to read the Bible and Daily Bread everyday. It is of utmost important. My relationship between me and God must never be neglected. But of course, having fun while doing everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011. :D It will be an exciting year and I will have fun doing  everything cause I choose to.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is how you want it to be. Your life is AWESOME because you say it is.&lt;br /&gt;Perceptions. Is. Everything. Enjoy Life while u still have it. U know you are going to die soon. So enjoy life while you are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy. Just say sorry and everything will be okay. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5573972687134338042?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5573972687134338042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5573972687134338042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5573972687134338042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5573972687134338042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/12/school-in-less-than-week.html' title='School in Less Than A Week'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-6150616469388051946</id><published>2010-12-02T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:54:37.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies In My Dream (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP0jMmim9sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/B8JiNUz5iaQ/s1600/zombies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP0jMmim9sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/B8JiNUz5iaQ/s320/zombies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547629015401428674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So like, in the holidays. My sleeping time is really f***ed up.&lt;/div&gt;I wake up at 5pm and go to sleep at 6-8 am.&lt;br /&gt;Once, I slept at 8.30 am and had to wake up at 9.30 in order to get ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;ONE hour of sleep. What was I doing???&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Last Song(novel by Nicholas Sparks)&lt;br /&gt;Actually, wasn't really watching the show. Just looking at the handsomely gorgeous Liam Hemsworth and eating baked-oven chickens with mustard and BBQ sauce and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, waking that late and sleeping that early really does stuff to your brain.&lt;br /&gt;I know now I'm like writing shit but I don't care. People like to read shit anyways that's why you are reading my post right now.&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the point. I had a really, really weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted dreams with HOT guys instead I  got zombies!!!! I mean like wth???&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking a really hot guy is coming your way until 'he' gets nearer, you find out he's actually some flesh-eating monster with blood all around his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1: The Arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my church have reached the camp site. Its really nice but really old. And there's like one big place as the main hall. So we have our lunch. The youths were so excited as ALL of us were going to get one big, big room just for ourselves. One side for guys and one side for girls.&lt;br /&gt;And the room was AWESOME. Really modern and stuff. The youth was big, like 40 plus???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2: An Invitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap(Kar Kay) and I were talking shit to each other, as usual. Until one of the workers of the hotel came and said that both of us were going to get a free Special Royal Deluxe Room. And he asked if we would like it. We were like 'obviously we were going to take it' so we did. And guess where it was. Just downstairs of the youth room. When you alight the stairs, you would see a really big door glass with two girls guarding it. It was the Special Royal Deluxe Room. And we entered. Ignoring the weird fact about the two girls outside. I mean like they didn't even spoke as if they were dolls or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3: Special Royal Deluxe Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we entered, the first thing that caught our mind that the room was really big just for two people. It had two red-white queen beds that were far apart as if there were gates to block me and Yap from each other if both of us were at our beds. But the surprise didn't stop there. When we went even deeper into the room we saw a really, really old haystack or something. It was like a barn without the animals. It was extremely old and the 'barn' was narrow with two beds. At its sides, there were big holes enough to fit like 7 people in it. And you guessed right, it was built of wood. So we finally decided to sleep at the 'barn'. It would be a new experience and we knew it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4: Strangers Among Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was dinner time and all of us gathered at the dinner place. But I began to notice strangers among the church people and so I thought maybe they were just guests of this hotel. As I was eating with the other youths, I slowly began to realize that these strangers were not talking to other people and they were faint-like, almost invisible. But that is just so weird. So I stood up and started to walk to the blond-hair girl. But she did not respond. She just stare right at me, wait....through me. As if I wasn't even in front of her. Immediately, I knew that she wasn't a person but a spirit, somehow, someway bounded on earth or more precisely at this particular hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to tell Yap about the strangers but she didn't believe me. She couldn't even see them. But I didn't give up. I kept telling about these strangers I saw among us. She didn't believe me at first, but I don't know what happened but she suddenly had belief in her eyes. Then, I went to that stranger again with Yap this time. I thought Yap would not be able to see the stranger but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How is she able to see you? Is that even possible? I thought I was the only one would could see  you?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: It is her. It is like a gift. The moment she started to believe that spirits truly do exist, it triggered something in her brain and from then on, she could see me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: She can see you just be believing?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: It is a strong weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, I started to see even more spirits. I tried to talk to them but they would never respond except for the blond-haired girl I met the other night. But eventhough they would not talk to me, I could sense they were trying to convey a certain message to me. One word popped into my brain. Danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5: Sweet Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our dinner and service that night, we went back to our special room but was surprised when we saw 3 other people in our room. In the barn. In the big hole. These 3 people were our seniors at school. But why were they here?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why are all of you here?&lt;br /&gt;Senior Girl: Well, we came to this hotel trying to find a room.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. But how did you even know this place. How did you come into our room?&lt;br /&gt;Senior: We saw this hotel online at your facebook page and the room wasn't locked.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. But like can you get out now?&lt;br /&gt;Senior: What? You're asking us to get out?&lt;br /&gt;2nd Senior: We can't.&lt;br /&gt;Kar Kay: What do you mean you can't?&lt;br /&gt;2nd Senior: We just can't(totally serious face on). The room is nice anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whatever. More the merrier I guess.&lt;br /&gt;3rd Senior: You have to get of here. You have to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Me(tomato face): What the hell do you guys want? We let you stay here and now you want us to get the bloody hell out of here? It's our room just like FYI.&lt;br /&gt;1st Senior: She's not talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Senior: Don't worry. She's always like that. Trying to act scary and stuff. Just go to sleep girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we slept. But suddenly in the middle of the night I woke up. I started to see things. Things that previously were not in this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little boys, little gates. Shutting down on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody red, Bloody white. Walking sticks eating you up.&lt;br /&gt;Grey and black. Black and blue. Beware, because they're coming to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't and yet I could see these things and hear them. It finally banged my head and I realized, I was dreaming. All of these were real. When I looked at the direction of the two beds. I saw two little boys. Very short. Very white and pale. They were wearing red dresses. Bloody red. They were closing the gates. There were two gates. Trapping us in the barn. I was terrified. I didn't want to open my eyes still because I knew if I did I would see them right in front of my eyes and I wouldn't be able to get out. I had to find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: There are two parts of the story. The second one will be posted later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-6150616469388051946?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/6150616469388051946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=6150616469388051946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6150616469388051946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6150616469388051946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/12/zombies-in-my-dream-part-1.html' title='Zombies In My Dream (Part 1)'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP0jMmim9sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/B8JiNUz5iaQ/s72-c/zombies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3589458277273005521</id><published>2010-11-12T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:07:52.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Old Am I ? *tagged by Caliz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You keep track of dates using a calender&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You own a credit card&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] You know how to change the oil in a car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You've done your own laundry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You can vote in an election&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You can cook for yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You think politics are interesting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x ] You show up for school late a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] You've never gotten a detention&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x ] You like to take walks by yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x ] You know what credibility means, without looking it up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You drink caffeine at least once a week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You can count to 10 in another language&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] When you say you're going to do something you do it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] You can mow the lawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You study even when you don't have to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You have hand washed a car before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] Your favorite kind of food is take out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You understand political jokes the first time they are said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You can type pretty quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You have more bills than you can pay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You have been to the beach&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[] You use the internet every day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You have traveled overseas for more than 5 times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] You make your bed in the morning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] You realized people of the opposite sex might just make better friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; GRAND TOTAL:19*** Repost this with the subject as: I'm (how old you are) but I act like (what you got on the test) *** The number of people you have to tag is the number you got on the test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Grand Total: 17 !!! Yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3589458277273005521?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3589458277273005521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3589458277273005521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3589458277273005521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3589458277273005521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-old-am-i-tagged-by-caliz.html' title='How Old Am I ? *tagged by Caliz.'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8791611462918492156</id><published>2010-08-12T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T03:49:51.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hairy Blog</title><content type='html'>Okay!&lt;br /&gt;I admit, it's been a very, very long time since I've posted.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was just too lazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my school choral speaking team joined a com.&lt;br /&gt;We got 4th. Beaten by Subang schools! Even one stole our script last year.&lt;br /&gt;!!!! Copy cats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the choral speakers did an excellent job. =)&lt;br /&gt;Next year, we'll beat them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you? I've been debating lately. YES. I'm proud to call myself a debater.&lt;br /&gt;I've just joined this debating world and I can 100% tell you it's awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were only just 1 more point till the next level !!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2 weeks wasn't a very long time to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. I have my PMR trials next week.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what is on the first day?&lt;br /&gt;SEjarah!!! Greatness!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pee muh pants out.&lt;br /&gt;Niway, I'm determined for 1st. Nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I gtg nw.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, HOTNESS= Damon Salvatore&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Diaries &gt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-8791611462918492156?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8791611462918492156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8791611462918492156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8791611462918492156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8791611462918492156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/08/hairy-blog.html' title='The Hairy Blog'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-161845836614058260</id><published>2010-05-31T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T05:35:14.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lip Balms and Stupid Boys</title><content type='html'>O-M-G.&lt;br /&gt;How shall I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Crisis!!! I lost my lip balm. Not 1 but 2. Two people! Two!!! My favourites and my only ones. What have i done to deserve such punishment? I feel so gedix well maybe, I am. With a big two ha-s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Anyway, I'm having my exams now. Just total crap. Bullshit. Cow dang. Dog's poop. Cat's peep. Anything that you can imagine. Seriously. I've just sat for my BM and Science Paper 1 today. BM paper 1 was tough with all the usual crappy stuff but this time, extra shit! Science paper 1 was too easy. It was like taking a stupid test. All we had to do was like to find the odd one out of all the options? I so regretted studying HARD for it!!! And they gave us pee. Yellow pee. Come on, guys.... Honestly, can't you make it like a normal test? One too hard, one too easy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ape hal ni??? mslah dunia btol... huh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I can't wait for the exams to be ovverrrrr!!! It's my b'day! It's my b'day! On 6th June, Sunday. Last day of exams is 4th June, Friday.  I am going to Langkawi. So fricking excited, people! Hopefully, I'll get to see many hot guys there. haha. Calister would be going there as well. Party! Party! The price is quite reasonable bout 1.5? Okay, eh? I'll go there and get high,drunk. Dance the whole. If you're lucky, I'll start to strip. yeah, rite... as if that's going to happen...dream on, boys! Of course, of course. Now, we can't forget the food, can we? Oh my gosh. I'll eat tons and tons of shrimps. sedapnye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Boys! Smart boys! Hot boys! Stupid boys! Crazy boys! Omg. I really like a really, really stupid and frickin really hot(and cute) boy downstairs. =) I call him H for Hottie. Haha. If you know me well, you'll know what it also holds,haha. Gosh! Gosh! Gosh! I'm so totally into him. Fuck him, you know why? Because I can't stop thinking about him!!! I mean, he has been like 'chasing' me for 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Honestly, the first time I saw him...I didn't thought he was hot or anything. It was as if he didn't exist. BUT when he started talking to me, i was omg-ed. hot, nice, cute, sweet(i guess). What else do you want?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I'm in a confused state right now. He asked 'cpl' before but I didn't exactly reject or accept. So scandal? He calls me using 'cute names' at times. Does it mean anything. Whenever he sees me, he calls my name. Even his friends calls his name and stuff when they see me, as if we're already an item. My friend's balax thinks that I'm already with him when I'm not but he doesn't believe me. What does this actually means? Kite ni scandal, couple or juz fooling with each other. I guess its everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you H! Just be honest with me. You like me or you don't like me? If you really like me, just say lah. What is so hard? Very stressful, you know. Thinking about this kind of stuff. Omg-ed. I can't stop thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kat.&lt;br /&gt;....in luv...or sumthiin likee tatt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-161845836614058260?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/161845836614058260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=161845836614058260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/161845836614058260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/161845836614058260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/05/lip-balms-and-stupid-boys.html' title='Lip Balms and Stupid Boys'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3607420274658557273</id><published>2010-04-17T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:19:15.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>Gone, Taken by Death ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gone. Forever. Into a different dimension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I couldn't believe when I heard the news from my friend, Zulfahmi. It was a Monday morning, the teacher announced that the Muslims were going to have bacaan yasin(i hope i spelled it right) and we, non-Muslims were supposed to go to the dewan. Dewan Anggerik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Levi's, big bold specs. First time trying. Scared. haha. Everyone was usha-ing(looking) like hell! As if I was some kind of alien. But hey, many complimented me. Some said it didn't suit me. Do I look like I care? It's style, baby. And since when wearing what you like is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then, I entered class. That was when I heard the news. My friend passed away on a Sunday, 5.30 pm. I honestly thought he was joking. How could it be? It wasn't possible!!! I knew he was in the hospital but I thought was going to be okay. Or so I thought. How wrong was I.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Unfair. That's the perfect word. Why? Did God had to take him? Did death envy his life so much to take him away? Didn't He thought about his friends and family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Apis. That's what we call him. Cute and chubby. Always smiling. A little shy. He liked me since last year but I only thought of him as a friend. We msg each other quite often. He never gave up on me. I promised him that I would go out with him to SP this month but the day never came, death took him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this song to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385" style="font-family: webdings; "&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIRNdveLnJI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HIRNdveLnJI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;     I regret not spending enough time with him. I regret those times when I made him sad or angry. I regret not telling him that he means so much to me. I regret. I regret. Well, I guess now he's just a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish, you were still here,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I knew you had little time,&lt;br /&gt;So I would cherish every moment we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought everything was going to be okay,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't  know you were going away,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had achieved everything you ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;In those 18 years you've lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry,&lt;br /&gt;We'll always remember you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll live on in our memories and lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future,&lt;br /&gt;When my children feels sad or down,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just tell them,&lt;br /&gt;About the little boy who fell, got up and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Sajak ini ditujukan khas kepada Apis,&lt;br /&gt;Seorang insan yang selalu hapi. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1992-2010&lt;br /&gt;Without you, we wouldn't be who we are now.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being our friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-katherine. ily. imy.&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4016597449964408533-3607420274658557273?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3607420274658557273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3607420274658557273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3607420274658557273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3607420274658557273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/04/gone-taken-by-death.html' title='Gone, Taken by Death ...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5731410968255911386</id><published>2010-03-20T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:51:25.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010. Me. You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Baru skrg nk post?!&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. It's been a century. Sorry, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its 2010! Goodness, I'm already fifteen. PMR candidate. O-mg.&lt;br /&gt;That is why this song is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385" style="font-family: webdings; "&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've cut my hair short. Luvin it.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things have been happening. Both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Some I wish I could turn back.&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you may have realized I've change.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have. 2009 and 2010 me = very different&lt;br /&gt;But if you're close to me, you'll know that deep down I'm still the same.&lt;br /&gt;The thing I regret the most by my changes is that I have hurt some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I don't give a damn but I do care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was quite a bad year for a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Jackson left the world. Heaven or Hell? idk.&lt;br /&gt;The drummer for A7X 'the rev' passed away.&lt;br /&gt;My friend's mom died. My mom's friend's daughter went to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;So many people went away. I guess we just got to love and appreciate them while they're here, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings, dear child of God.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends. I have everything I want.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get a lil' taste of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that there'll be a day when I can forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;Be with people who I truly cherish. Close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh, laugh, laugh! All the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year is 2010. You might realize the new font =)&lt;br /&gt;Since I've missed many posts, I shall go back in time for my future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ak pon nk hepi-&lt;br /&gt;....little kat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5731410968255911386?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5731410968255911386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5731410968255911386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5731410968255911386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5731410968255911386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2010/03/2010-me-you.html' title='2010. Me. You.'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8738829679456950979</id><published>2009-12-13T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:15:57.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interact Conference  !!!</title><content type='html'>One word: BoOm BoOm Pow!&lt;br /&gt;Awesomeness.....&lt;br /&gt;Hey, guyz! Just came back from the Interact Conference District 3300 at Inti UC, Nilai. From 10th-13th December. There were like 700 students from over 100 schools from all over Malaysia except Sabah and Sarawak. 3 foreign exchange students were there too. Luca from Germany, Thibaut from France and Toto from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really got to know a lot of other people. Most were surprised when I told them I'm only Form 2 since most Interact Clubs only allow students from Form 3-5. Not only that, there was this 18 year old guy name Joel who was like really semangat about 1 Malaysia and stuff. We call him The Merdeka Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- will update and have sum pics later-&lt;br /&gt;...getting sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-8738829679456950979?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8738829679456950979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8738829679456950979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8738829679456950979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8738829679456950979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/12/interact-conference.html' title='Interact Conference  !!!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-4894003967872691719</id><published>2009-11-21T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T07:18:51.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addiction</title><content type='html'>Blah...blah...blah...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the internet can be really boring and blah...&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to go blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya. It's the holidays. Have to tidy and clean up the house.&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to not just teddies. Gosh! I'm getting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness kills. It really does. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it myself. Hell NO! It might  be happening to me too. I'm half-dead.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite thing to do is sleep and dream...dream...&lt;br /&gt;Go into my 'fantasy land'. Haha. Escape from reality. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to update you guys...&lt;br /&gt;I went to Genting but the weather was on our bad side. A lot of money, little rides.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the weather could not stop me from shopping(and lookin at hot guys)&lt;br /&gt;I bought a black jacket and a black shirt from Giordano!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my class party and bowling. Hurt my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Man, those balls are really really hard and heavy. Get wat i mean? Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Ate at KFC(again), got my results. Only got 78 for Maths =(&lt;br /&gt;Later, shopping with my friend for shoes.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, bought black heels(really nicee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats my new addiction?&lt;br /&gt;Its PlayStation 2(ps2) !!! Leaving my novels a while...&lt;br /&gt;Simz Urbz!!! Currently at the Level 35(Superstar) ...aha...ahha....&lt;br /&gt;I played that game like for more than 20 hours in three days!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish talk .... haha...&lt;br /&gt;But its really fun to see the Sims flirt,kiss and mucho with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Will practice on my Resident Evil later. Wants to buy Silent Hills!!&lt;br /&gt;Kill, shoot those zombies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4894003967872691719?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4894003967872691719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4894003967872691719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4894003967872691719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4894003967872691719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-addiction.html' title='New Addiction'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3812027689643790248</id><published>2009-11-14T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:48:11.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans 4 The Hol-Days!</title><content type='html'>Friday: Exam over. Say Bye bye to skool.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Went to CDM for concert and mass.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday and Monday: Up in the Himalaya Mountains aka Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Go to school to take some stuff. Later, KFC for party.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Class party&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Taekwondo. Time to kick some ass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th November: Gotong-royong CDM&lt;br /&gt;18-20th December: English Camp held by Education Ministry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During everything, I'll be going Sunway Pyramid to shop,shop and shop! I so want to see 2012 and Christmas Carol!!! When I'm at home, I'll be playing PS2, studylah kot and read novels! Most probably, I'll start attending CDM but is not fully confirmed but I really want to go there. So many people that are actually my age and so super fun! I also (maybe) would be taking Mandarin Language lessons. I want to learn how to play the guitar! Someone, teach me please. Also, have to practice for my debate next year. Will be entering the debate team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to start writing so I'll get to publish my own novel soon!=D Clean the house, get rid of all those unwanted stuff! And shake, shake, shake. Shake all those fats away. I'm going to pierce my ears soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats all,&lt;br /&gt;Me and my life  and my forever frens!&lt;br /&gt;Laterzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;Katherine. Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3812027689643790248?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3812027689643790248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3812027689643790248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3812027689643790248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3812027689643790248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/11/plans-4-hol-days.html' title='Plans 4 The Hol-Days!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-476785507530885341</id><published>2009-10-21T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:35:43.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>H0Lidays !!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my Gosh. Oh My Gosh. !!!! (screams)&lt;br /&gt;It's actually finally here, people! The moment we all have been waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom. Air. I soooo can't believe this!&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was like what the hell? I'm going to be 15 soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009- is like the best and worst year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best....&lt;br /&gt;- Get to enter lots of stuff&lt;br /&gt;- Win lots of prizes(Tokoh Murid Harapan Kokurikulum)&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping, meet new people! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst...&lt;br /&gt;-  so many people i know went to heaven :(&lt;br /&gt;- MJ, I'm going to miss you. You know I love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 = very fun and busy year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USM, Choral Speaking, Blah...Blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about that. Today, I've just went to CDM for a concert. The kids were soooo incredibly cute!!! A few wanted to kiss and marry Claudine. She actually asked them if they wanted to be her boyfriend. Claudine, you pervert! God, have mercy on those little kids. hahahahahahah....!!!!  (=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calister and her obsession. Haha. I wonder what. I will name you a few people I met and actually remembered their names: Elena, Evan, Stephanie, Mark, Justin, Steven. Others can't really recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to end my post here!!!&lt;br /&gt;Chiowx guyz.!&lt;br /&gt;Little kat .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-476785507530885341?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/476785507530885341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=476785507530885341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/476785507530885341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/476785507530885341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/10/tokoh-murid-harapan-sekolah.html' title='H0Lidays !!!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-533022239438368226</id><published>2009-09-08T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:54:43.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Take Me Home?</title><content type='html'>As for the title for this post, its just a suggestion for a title for my future novel. haGa Gaha.... I just finished chapter 2 + prologue. Almost 10 pages! =) I'm really giving my all for this one. This time I'm serious. Hopefully, I'll be able to finish it by next year. Okay, its kind of a real-life story. No vampires eventhough I'm in love with them(maybe next time). Well, sorry but I can't give you a lil' bite into my story yet. Afraid that you will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cetak rompak &lt;/span&gt;my story. Anyway, if you have any ideas or stupid and crazy jokes for my story. Please be free byy contributing them by commenting on this post or just send me an e-mail. I would really appreciate it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Wait! This post is not only going to be about my novel. There's other boring stuff too. If you don't mind suffering with me...go on reading. ... Here am I in the middle of the morning, more accurately 1.37 am writing on this lovely blog of mine. Tomorrow, I have to pass up my 'folio' for Pendidiikan Sivik called Projek Khidmat Masyarakat. It isn't that hard but when you work in a group...things happen... I really have no idea what is the objective of this project. Most of us, well everyone just Gebang and stuffz. We, students don't actually take this stuff seriously. Go out for an outing! Visit homes! That will put some stuff into our brain?...rather than writing mostly crap on papers.... everyone can do that...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Talking about my Sivik Folio, we are also assigned to do another folio which is Geografi. The Folio 'Syndrome' never ends.... And you know what? For a spelling mistake, you can say GoodBye to one mark. Isn't that ridiculous ?! Gosh! Whatever I type here wouldn't make a difference, would it? Too bad... The system is already like that.. nak buat macam mana, kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The exams are coming ++ two folios! And 30 workbooks and school work!!! Gosh!!! I want to jump out of my head!!!  Is that possible? Maths....BM...SEJARAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But then... behind each cloud is a silver lining. The Puasa Season is going to end. That just means one thing, people! Hari Raya!!! Food, duit raya and more food! And two weeks of holidays!!! Isn't that just simply fabulous??? More time to read my favourite novels and writing my own.... and also do more work and study more.... HUHU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, better go now and do more WORK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv You and you,darling gummy bear*you'll see this word in my novel*&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye and Next Time!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I Love Penguin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-533022239438368226?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/533022239438368226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=533022239438368226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/533022239438368226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/533022239438368226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-home.html' title='Take Me Home?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-47736344136429824</id><published>2009-08-25T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:30:11.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>NeW BoOks !!!</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to apologize because there are no images.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be putting the pictures later, don't worry but I'm just not sure when....as you know, I'm busy with stuff as my final exam is in two months time...&lt;br /&gt;And it takes more time to put piccys...&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find time, maybe next week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kot ...x  sure agi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 13 books for : rm 350&lt;br /&gt;Original price: rm 457&lt;br /&gt;Penjimatan: rm 107!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, here is the list of the books I just bought at the Fest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Night World 1: Secret Vampire, Daughters of Darkness, Spellbinder&lt;br /&gt;                         by L.J Smith&lt;br /&gt;2. The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;3. Vampire Academy&lt;br /&gt;4. Vampire Kisses&lt;br /&gt;5. The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;6. Night World 2 by L.J Smith&lt;br /&gt;7. Night World 3 by L.J Smith&lt;br /&gt;8. The Story of Edgar Sawtelle&lt;br /&gt;9. The Holocaust&lt;br /&gt;10. The Shadow of the Wind&lt;br /&gt;11. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank&lt;br /&gt;12. Hysterical Blondeness ( little black dress book)&lt;br /&gt;13. The Chalet Girl ( little black dress book)&lt;br /&gt;14. Accidentally Engaged (little black dress book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- will b adding piccys later!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-47736344136429824?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/47736344136429824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=47736344136429824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/47736344136429824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/47736344136429824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-books.html' title='NeW BoOks !!!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5209024528837244943</id><published>2009-08-25T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:17:59.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books ?...currently...</title><content type='html'>Ok, here it goes&lt;br /&gt;My fav books that i treasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyLeft" title="Align Left" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Left" class="gl_align_left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcV_DJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kcNnrbikZg/s1600-h/RD+1+o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcV_DJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kcNnrbikZg/s320/RD+1+o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373810681898985138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcCuExhjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ET8Dlad2UKk/s1600-h/RD+1+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcCuExhjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ET8Dlad2UKk/s320/RD+1+b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373810350924858930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcIl7JFpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q8JwCExgQRY/s1600-h/RD+1+c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcIl7JFpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Q8JwCExgQRY/s320/RD+1+c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373810451816191634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcQFEfJuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Yp7qbA6Mox8/s1600-h/RD+1+d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcQFEfJuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Yp7qbA6Mox8/s320/RD+1+d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373810580435969762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: all above&lt;br /&gt;...a four in one...&lt;br /&gt;Reader's Digest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOaKVEYS9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/1your9M_5Sc/s1600-h/last+detective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOaKVEYS9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/1your9M_5Sc/s320/last+detective.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373808282628017106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZwAwOH9I/AAAAAAAAADo/SyJH-Z06xCw/s1600-h/a+week+in+winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZwAwOH9I/AAAAAAAAADo/SyJH-Z06xCw/s320/a+week+in+winter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373807830498156498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOagPXi42I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wNNsJ-83XYY/s1600-h/the+king+of+torts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOagPXi42I/AAAAAAAAAEA/wNNsJ-83XYY/s320/the+king+of+torts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373808659054912354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZ9e2aGHI/AAAAAAAAADw/pYm3wE2zYNE/s1600-h/eat+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZ9e2aGHI/AAAAAAAAADw/pYm3wE2zYNE/s320/eat+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373808061915469938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: all above&lt;br /&gt;Reader's Digest&lt;br /&gt;....four in one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpObjJLRqxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yi8e3lcsE9o/s1600-h/SK+remember+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpObjJLRqxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yi8e3lcsE9o/s320/SK+remember+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373809808444074770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Remember Me?&lt;br /&gt;Author: Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;...comedy kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpObKp8gKCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7NDfjZ2C9w4/s1600-h/thanks+for+the+memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpObKp8gKCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/7NDfjZ2C9w4/s320/thanks+for+the+memories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373809387743750178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Thanks For the Memories&lt;br /&gt;Author: Cecelia Ahern&lt;br /&gt;..ok...x tat interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZPFwRhAI/AAAAAAAAADY/J2mwUDkqNaU/s1600-h/dan+brown+-+dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOZPFwRhAI/AAAAAAAAADY/J2mwUDkqNaU/s320/dan+brown+-+dp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373807264904872962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: Deception Point&lt;br /&gt;Author: Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;...yet to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOY9y14JLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ujhWapau7FY/s1600-h/anne+rice+-+blood+and+gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOY9y14JLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ujhWapau7FY/s320/anne+rice+-+blood+and+gold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373806967770326194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5209024528837244943?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5209024528837244943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5209024528837244943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5209024528837244943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5209024528837244943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/08/books-currently.html' title='Books ?...currently...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOcV_DJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1kcNnrbikZg/s72-c/RD+1+o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2964528707145340982</id><published>2009-08-24T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:44:46.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to the KLCC Book Festa !</title><content type='html'>Okay, here is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;My father was out. He told me we would go about 11 plus since the traffic now was still busy.&lt;br /&gt;So, alright. More time for me to sleep and dream....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I read the Running for Her Life (Sweet Valley University)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thriller Edition&lt;/span&gt; by Francine Pascal for about 1 hour and 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOQBsLIRrI/AAAAAAAAACo/lpKMHXuHMMA/s1600-h/svu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOQBsLIRrI/AAAAAAAAACo/lpKMHXuHMMA/s320/svu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373797139095242418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Very interesting book. Crime, fame and murder all mixed in one. ... Waiting for my father to come back...Sleep...oink2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          When I woke up, it was about 11 plus, daddy came back. I ate my pan mee and later, went to bath. After we got out of the house bout 12.45 pm, we fetched my friend, KK and sent my brother to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The journey to Kl took about 35 minutes. Then, we stopped at one signboard. One saying JALAN WISMA PUTRA and the other BANDAR RAYA. We took bandar raya...and soon realized we took the wrong one. My father drove....pass through the SMART tunnel and took Jalan Tun Razak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Finally, we went down to the Suria KLCC car park. After some walking, we finally reached The KLCC Book Fest! It was big but not that big. A lot of people were there. Some of them wearing mask to protect themselves from the H1n1 virus. The entrace fee foor adults were rm2 and for students was free! Yippi. Penjimatan= RM 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         We entered about 3 pm and came out around 5 pm. I bought 14 books cossting around rm 350! (which is super cheap). There were discounts and rebates everywhere! ...my heaven... books-spree.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Anyway, for my next post it will be about the current books I have. And later on, it will be a post about the books I just bought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;Book Addict Kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2964528707145340982?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2964528707145340982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2964528707145340982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2964528707145340982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2964528707145340982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-trip-to-klcc-book-festa.html' title='My Trip to the KLCC Book Festa !'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SpOQBsLIRrI/AAAAAAAAACo/lpKMHXuHMMA/s72-c/svu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8171220467397587449</id><published>2009-08-23T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:33:46.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLCC Book Fest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP06jrCDHbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CbYaBfisLHU/s1600/bookworm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP06jrCDHbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CbYaBfisLHU/s400/bookworm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547654700511468978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...meow...meow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I can't believe it! Yeah, I'll be going to the KLCC Book Fest tomorrow. Technically, today since it is 2.30 in the morning right now. WOW. Finally, I'll be able to indulge my crazy self with books...books...and more books. This is heaven!!! All the books I've ever wanted will soon be mine! WAKAKA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Crazy book-addict! Proudly saying ...the award goes to....ME! How can a person be in love with books ...i wonder.... I guess when you read a certain book it takes you to another...BUT that depends...it might take you to your wonder zone or dream land. HaGa...HaGa....if you get what I mean? Well, if the book is interesting... you'll fly to wonder zone. Pop into the book, enter its world and experience its life. The dream land by the other hand, is when the book is super boring and you OINKKKK...sleep .... and enter you dream land!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Wake-up time: 7 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Go out: 8 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;       ....eat, sleep in the car...eat again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..... and... and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RuN tO dA BoOk FeSt !&lt;br /&gt;My budget: rm 500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: What the hell?! Are you crazy?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?! Are you stupid? Please check your eyes! Look up! I'm a self acclaimed crazy book&lt;br /&gt;       addict?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never know when will be my next time going to a book fest so might as well spend a alot of money now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the most happies person in the world !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...vampires...mysteries...romance...comedy....crime....teen love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think this is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to wake up early,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the weather will be finee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I love You and you...darling... who is readin rite now..&lt;br /&gt;....i support English for Science and Maths!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gud nitee...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna pig!  and enter dream world ,..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-8171220467397587449?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8171220467397587449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8171220467397587449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8171220467397587449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8171220467397587449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/08/klcc-book-fest.html' title='KLCC Book Fest!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TP06jrCDHbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CbYaBfisLHU/s72-c/bookworm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-4768918927994358156</id><published>2009-08-03T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:12:02.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>War and Death?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="betterb"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_subject"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                         &lt;th&gt;                             Body:                         &lt;/th&gt;                         &lt;td style="" class="blacktextnb10"&gt;        &lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;The exams are coming AGAIN way too soon. I haven't started studying! Yet I waste my time reading novels. Oh, and yeah. I've just started reading The Reader's Digest now when it have been rotting in the cupboard for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this post is because I feel like I need and want to. I've just finished reading The Reader's Digest ..(book section)...for 2 hours and 30 minutes. Yes, I admit. I'm a book lover. A person who loves great writing and literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been reading a book entitled ' We Shall Not Sleep' by Anne Perry which gives a certain picture about World War One ....one of the greatest wars in History FYI. To find more info about it, pls visit: &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;www.&lt;wbr&gt;wikipedia.com&lt;/a&gt; . Umm, if you don't know what is World War One. I guess you are really living in a small shell. Everyone should know about it! It is one of the greatest wars which includes most of the world's greatest powers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really fascinating and scary at the same time. The ugly truth about war. Yet, I admire the soldiers who have fought for their country. Boys were forced to be soldiers (13-18 of age) at such a young age all in the name of country. Willing to fight for what they love most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here: A poem (its long...so pls take ur time readin...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1915: The Trenches&lt;br /&gt; by: Conrad Aiken (1889-1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night long, it has seemed for many years,&lt;br /&gt;We have heard the terrible sound of guns,&lt;br /&gt;All night long we have lain and watched the calm stars.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot sleep, though we are tired,&lt;br /&gt;The sound of guns is in our ears,&lt;br /&gt;We are growing old and grey,&lt;br /&gt;We have forgotten many simple things.&lt;br /&gt;Is this you? Is this I?&lt;br /&gt;Will the word come to charge today?...&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long,&lt;br /&gt;We listen and cannot close our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;We see the ring of violet flashes&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly darting against the skies,&lt;br /&gt;We feel the firm earth shake beneath us,&lt;br /&gt;And all the world we have walked upon&lt;br /&gt;Crumbles to nothing, crumbles to chaos,&lt;br /&gt;Crumbles to incoherent dust;&lt;br /&gt;Till it seems we can never walk again,&lt;br /&gt;That it is foolish to have feet, foolish to be men,&lt;br /&gt;Foolish to think, foolish to have such brains,&lt;br /&gt;And useless to remember&lt;br /&gt;The world we came from,&lt;br /&gt;The world we never shall see again ...&lt;br /&gt;All night long we lie this way,&lt;br /&gt;We cannot talk, I look to see what you are thinking,&lt;br /&gt;And you, and you,--&lt;br /&gt;We are all thinking, 'Will it come to-day?'&lt;br /&gt;Get your bayonets ready, then--&lt;br /&gt;See that they are sharp and bright,&lt;br /&gt;See that they h ave thirsty edges,&lt;br /&gt;Remember that we are savage men,&lt;br /&gt;Motherless men who have no past ...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of beauty to call to mind,&lt;br /&gt;No tenderness to stay our hands ...&lt;br /&gt;... We are tired, we have thought all this before,&lt;br /&gt;We have seen it all and thought it all,&lt;br /&gt;Our thumbs are calloused with feeling the bayonet's edge,&lt;br /&gt;We have known it all and felt it all&lt;br /&gt;Till we can know no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night long we lie&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly watching the smoke puff over the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly watching the interminable stars&lt;br /&gt;Come out again, peaceful and cold and high,&lt;br /&gt;Swim into the smoke again, or melt in a flare of red ...&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long,&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the terrible battle of guns,&lt;br /&gt;We think we shall soon be dead,&lt;br /&gt;We sleep for a second, and wake again,&lt;br /&gt;We dream we are filling pans and baking bread,&lt;br /&gt;Or hoeing the witch-grass out of the wheat,&lt;br /&gt;We dream we are turning lathes,&lt;br /&gt;Or open our shops, in the early morning,&lt;br /&gt;And look for a moment along the quiet street ...&lt;br /&gt;And we do not laugh, though it is strange&lt;br /&gt;In a harrowing second of time&lt;br /&gt;To traverse so many worlds, so many ages,&lt;br /&gt;And come to this chaos again,&lt;br /&gt;This vast symphonic dance of death,&lt;br /&gt;This incoherent dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are growing old, we are older than the stars:&lt;br /&gt;You whom I knew a moment ago&lt;br /&gt;Have walked through ages of silence since then,&lt;br /&gt;Memory is forsaking me,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer know&lt;br /&gt;If we are one or two or the blades of grass ...&lt;br /&gt;All night long, lying together,&lt;br /&gt;We think in caverns of dreadful sound,&lt;br /&gt;We grope among falling boulders,&lt;br /&gt;We are overtaken and crushed, we rise once more,&lt;br /&gt;Performing, wearily,&lt;br /&gt;The senseless things we have performed so often before.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is coming again,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and the day before,&lt;br /&gt;And a million others, all alike, one by one,&lt;br /&gt;Sulphurous clouds and a red sun,&lt;br /&gt;Sulphurous clouds and a yellow moon,&lt;br /&gt;And a cold drizzle of endless rain&lt;br /&gt;Driving across them, wetting the barrels of guns,&lt;br /&gt;Dripping, soaking, pattering, slipping,&lt;br /&gt;Chilling our hands, numbing our feet,&lt;br /&gt;Glistening on our chins.&lt;br /&gt;And then, all over again, after grey ages,&lt;br /&gt;Sulphurous clouds and a red sun,&lt;br /&gt;Sulphurous clouds and a yellow moon ...&lt;br /&gt;I had my childhood once, now I have children,&lt;br /&gt;A boy who is learning to read, a girl who is learning to sew,&lt;br /&gt;And my wife has brown hair and blue eyes ...&lt;br /&gt;Our parapet is blown away,&lt;br /&gt;Blown away by a gust of sound,&lt;br /&gt;Dust is falling upon us, blood is dripping upon us,&lt;br /&gt;We are standing somewhere between earth and stars,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing if we are alive or dead ...&lt;br /&gt;All night long it is so,&lt;br /&gt;All night long we hear the guns, and do not know&lt;br /&gt;If the word will come to charge to-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be like that other charge--&lt;br /&gt;We will climb out and run&lt;br /&gt;Yelling like madmen in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Running stiffly on the scorched dust&lt;br /&gt;Hardly hearing our voices&lt;br /&gt;Running after the man who points with his hand&lt;br /&gt;At a certain shattered tree,&lt;br /&gt;Running through sheets of fire like idiots,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes falling, sometimes rising.&lt;br /&gt;I will not remember, then,&lt;br /&gt;How I walked by a hedge of wild roses,&lt;br /&gt;And shook the dew off, with my sleeve,&lt;br /&gt;I will not remember&lt;br /&gt;The shape of my sweetheart's mouth, but with other things&lt;br /&gt;Ringing like anvils in my brain&lt;br /&gt;I will run, I will die, I will forget.&lt;br /&gt;I will hear nothing, and forget ...&lt;br /&gt;I will remember that we are savage men,&lt;br /&gt;Motherless men who have no past,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of beauty to call to mind&lt;br /&gt;No tenderness to stay our hands ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are tired, we have thought all this before,&lt;br /&gt;We have seen it all, and thought it all.&lt;br /&gt;We have tried to forget, we have tried to change,&lt;br /&gt;We have struggled to climb an invisible wall,&lt;br /&gt;But if we should climb it, could we ever return?&lt;br /&gt;We have known it all, and felt it all&lt;br /&gt;Till we can know no more ...&lt;br /&gt;Let us climb out and end it, then,&lt;br /&gt;Lest it become immortal.&lt;br /&gt;Let us climb out and end it, then,&lt;br /&gt;Just for the change ...&lt;br /&gt;This is the same night, still, and you, and I,&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to keep our feet in a chaos of sound.&lt;br /&gt;And the same puff of smoke&lt;br /&gt;Passes, to leave the same stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   VI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there, in the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;How still in the grass they lie,&lt;br /&gt;Those who panted beside us, or stumbled before us,&lt;br /&gt;Those who yelled like madmen and ran at the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Flinging their guns before them.&lt;br /&gt;One of them stares all day at the sky&lt;br /&gt;As if he had seen some strange thing there,&lt;br /&gt;One of them tightly holds his gun&lt;br /&gt;As if he dreaded a danger there,&lt;br /&gt;One of them stoops above his friend,&lt;br /&gt;By moon and sun we see him there.&lt;br /&gt;One of them saw white cottage walls&lt;br /&gt;With purple clematis flowers and leaves,&lt;br /&gt;And heard through trees his waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;And whistled under the eaves;&lt;br /&gt;One of them walked on yellow sand&lt;br /&gt;And watched a young girl gathering shells--&lt;br /&gt;Once, a white wave caught her hand ...&lt;br /&gt;One of them heard how certain bells&lt;br /&gt;Chimed in a valley, mellow and slow,&lt;br /&gt;Just as he turned to go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   VII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All night long, all night long,&lt;br /&gt;We see them and do not remember them,&lt;br /&gt;We hear the terrible sounds of guns,&lt;br /&gt;We see the white rays darting and darting,&lt;br /&gt;We are beaten down and crawl to our feet,&lt;br /&gt;We wipe the dirt from mouths and eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Dust-coloured animals creeping in dust,&lt;br /&gt;Animals stupefied by sound;&lt;br /&gt;We are beaten down, and some of us rise,&lt;br /&gt;And some become a part of the ground,&lt;br /&gt;But what do we care? We never knew them,&lt;br /&gt;Or if we did it was long ago ...&lt;br /&gt;Night will end in a year or so,&lt;br /&gt;We look at each other as if to say,&lt;br /&gt;Across the void of time between us,&lt;br /&gt;'Will the word come to-day?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tats all...&lt;br /&gt;kat=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4768918927994358156?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4768918927994358156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4768918927994358156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4768918927994358156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4768918927994358156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/08/war-and-death.html' title='War and Death?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-6792366373294072642</id><published>2009-07-13T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:29:46.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantun! Here We Go!</title><content type='html'>Forget about the title. I know it doesn't really sounds right, does it? No. Yeah. I know. Anyway, its been a long time. My fingers are getting itchy. They need to type something crappy so here it is, for all of you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         For those who do not know what is pantun. It is a poem. A malay poem. There are rules that one have to follow in order to create a pantun. It's very hard to explain but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me and me fren did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Pergi ke taman melihat burung kenari, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yang hinggap di bahu Ainan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Antara teman perempuan dengan kawan sejati, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yang manakah anda pentingkan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Nice, isn't it? Haha...Back to topic. Last week, my teacher decided to have a pantun competition. There must be four representatives from each group. Each representative must at least have 2 questions and 2 answers which all together...empat pantun. I cannot deny it was a very fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Last Friday, they had the first round which was between Group 1 and 4.  Once Group 1 was taking too much time, till Muhaimin got angry and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Pergi ke kedai membeli mi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;                                                    Tolong jangan bazirkan masa kami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it over-dramatically. Melody too high. Pitching lari...alamak...ai yo yo...&lt;br /&gt;It was super funny but damn, does he has a talent. I mean, really. He can be a great speaker in the future. He has the confidence. The looks? The voice. But maybe just not the height. WAKAKA but he is a really great bundle of fun. Did I forget to mention?&lt;br /&gt;He's my class monitor....with a lot of tactics inside his sleeves. Oh, does he just loves to sing ans dance in class. Our all-time free entertainer...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one example my tuition teacher did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Kita hidup di zaman sensasi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Zaman yang penuh cabaran, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ilmu dikongsi ikhlas dari hati, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Menuju ke mercu kejayaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight between the two groups lasted almost one hour. Finally, the 4th group if I'm not mistaken won which consists of Akif, Hazim, Fara and of course, our class monitor Muhaimin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my group went up against the 2nd group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2nd group:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Adila- budak baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anis- bendahari pengawas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Claudine- my 'hubby' ...hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lokman- da 'cool' guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd grouppie...muaxz grouppie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mimi- the girl who is always hapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Katherine- the cina selalu cute gurl (ye, aq suka perasan. ade mslah ke?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shafiqah- loud and funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hilman- cool, relaxed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pantun for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kanak-kanak main sorok-sorok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Bermain di kawasan perumahan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Janganlah kita saling mengutuk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Apakah sebab pergaduhan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tubuh pendekar berbentuk sasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jangan sek&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;ali cuba menghin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;a,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Berkawan berbeza budaya dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ngsa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tidak kira Melayu, India dan Cina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought. Hard. We prayed. We played harder. We cried. But no, it didn't stop us. The winds start to blow. The sky started to get dark. It started raining. But we didn't stop....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over-dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;Okay....anyway, we won!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to tired to further this post any longer...&lt;br /&gt;Have to sidai kain lepas ni...pastu esok kena bangun pagi...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gud byez...everyone...&lt;br /&gt;remeba,,,,He'll be there!&lt;br /&gt;Choqzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KatHerine.....Muax...luv u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- we got second =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-6792366373294072642?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/6792366373294072642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=6792366373294072642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6792366373294072642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6792366373294072642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/07/pantun-here-we-go.html' title='Pantun! Here We Go!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-250486604860087612</id><published>2009-07-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:10:06.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear Our Voices !</title><content type='html'>The government are reverting Science and Maths back into Malay? I was shocked and truly dissapointed when I first heard the news from my Sejarah teacher. Most of us, Malaysians are supporting English and now they are changing it back into Malay? I mean...gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          They are obviously not listening to the voices of the people. How can they say they have made many meetings and stuff about this matter and they have finally come up to this conclusion? They are doing this for the future of Malaysia? How can this policy benefit us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I am a student. I was the last batch of using Science and Maths in Malay (UPSR 2007). I am lucky enough to be able to continue studying in English till Form 5. But here I am, I speak for the silent cries of students. Yes, I am happy but also, truly sad. What about the younger children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The government are not thinking properly! If this is the result, they have wasted time doing researchs.If they say this is for our future, our future is not going to be a nice one. It will be dark, bleak and full of Malaysians who can't even speak basic English, for goodness sake! We keep telling them, that we support the PPSMI policy but why are they not listening? Are they blind? Are they deaf? Or simply oblivious and dumb? Isn't it so funny that the government are full of educated and wise people yet they have come up with such a stupid descision ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should we continue with English for Science and Maths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 1:&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, English is the international language. Yes, I do not deny that Bahasa Malaysia ia also a very important language as it is our national language but ENGLISH is the INTERNATIONAL language. To be able to compete with other countries, we HAVE to be able to master the English language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Singapore for instance, they are using English as their main language. What happened to them? They are now known for their good education. A-levels, O-levels and stuff. I have tried for a scholarship to Singapore before which is under Asean Scholarship. In order to pass, you must take three tests. General knowledge, Mathematics and English. General Knowledge was easy. English was okay but you can't say it was easy. Compared to the exams I take at school, theirs is much better and it really tests your English. The standard of our English in Malaysia is low. Very low and that is the main reason why the education system in Malaysia is not regconized globally. Next was Maths. It was super hard! Can u believe that the test is meant for Secondary One? It was like doing a SPM test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning Science and Maths in English does not decrease our patriotism. It is so funny that people can come up with such ideas....gosh! Next, they would be saying.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, better don't learn Mandarin!&lt;br /&gt;Indians, don't learn Tamil!&lt;br /&gt;Why? ....they are scared that we would be less patriotism. What are you guys trying to say actually? That learning other languages is wrong? Maybe, we should stick to one language only and forget about communication with other nations. Please be more open-minded! Learning many languages is now the latest trend. Being proficient in English doesn't mean we can't be good in Malay too. We can be proficient in both languages, can't we? Is that even a sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should stick to the PPSMI policy. How long must Malaysia live under a nutshell? I just don't get it. The policy has only been implented for less than 6 years and they are saying...IT AIN'T GONNA WORK...isn't that so shallowed-minded? This shows that the government has no faith in us, the students. They do not believe that we would be able to master English. How can they possibly think that Malaysia is going to be a great country in the future if they do not have faith in the younger generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they expect results only after implenting the policy for less than 6 years? 6 years is very short. To gain real results, it would take many years. Maybe 10? Maybe 15? To wake you up. Did we gain independence day within 6 years? Did we? Did we? No, we did not! We took many, many years in order to gain it. We had to suffer. We had to go through so much pain. Everything takes time. The government just needs to have a little faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I do not support BM in Science and Maths. I would truly hope that the government would re-think about their descision as it would involve the whole Malaysia and the future of this country. I say, one mistake could lead to a very, very big failure. We are not talking about little things but the future of Malaysia! The future of our beloved country! Please, the government. Open your ears, open your eyes. Start to listen to the little voices of this country and not just yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;A student who would like to see a change.&lt;br /&gt;For Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-250486604860087612?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/250486604860087612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=250486604860087612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/250486604860087612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/250486604860087612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/07/hear-our-voices.html' title='Hear Our Voices !'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3702011874696757801</id><published>2009-06-03T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:41:22.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement ...</title><content type='html'>Time: 12.17 am * according to my com's *&lt;br /&gt;Day: Accurately, Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: about 7 hours&lt;br /&gt;Countdown till my b'day: 2 days !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I can't wait! I'm so excited! My belly is starting to talk. My heart is starting to beat faster. The sky is getting yellow-er. Lemon buddy (a cute yellow teddi that Melissa gave me) is started to smile and laugh while Penguin ( Ruby, my fren gave me for my 2006 b'day) is started to grow some teeth. All this makes me feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Everything's changing. I'm getting older. Nice and not nice. Well, .....you might be asking yourself. What am I so excited about, right ??? I'll tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         My best fren forever, Yap have been planning to celebrate my b'day at Sunway Pyramid and yea, its tomorrow! We'll be going to see a movie ( Night in the Musuem 2). Yeah, I love you! There'll be around 1o people coming and the best part is....no ADULTS !!! I can't wait ! Just hope that I'll be able to wake up in the morning...*silently laughs with penguin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Teddi: Kat! Kat! Kat&lt;br /&gt;Me: What ? Lemon buddy! I'm trying to get some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;         Teddi: But....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Teddi!!! ( when i get angry, i call it teddi)&lt;br /&gt;         Teddi: Get up! Its already 7.30 am! Sunway Pyramid!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the H? Shit! I totally forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;         * Lemon Buddy laughing and smiling*&lt;br /&gt;Teddi: Do I get a reward or something?&lt;br /&gt;          Me: For what?&lt;br /&gt;Teddi: Well, if it isn't for me...&lt;br /&gt;          Me: Shut up, lemon ...buddy!&lt;br /&gt;* takes teddi and puts *it*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*** there is no confirmed gender for teddi *** its just it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- teddi cries&lt;br /&gt;  says: Kat!!! Get me out of jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the front door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...waves at teddi goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= yeah, thats a story I created&lt;br /&gt;= I know I'm so mean putting buddy in jail&lt;br /&gt;= but ...well....wakakaka ...&lt;br /&gt;= i'm born evil !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Yeah! Tomorrow, I'll get to meet my friends! Get to spend time with them...yeah! ...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe..&amp;amp; spend sum time with him...i luv u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praying, hoping...&lt;br /&gt;that i'll never delete that sentence... which means...&lt;br /&gt;...it's just so complicating sometimes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I've been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;but...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;i know i still love YOU ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crazy lazy catkat&lt;br /&gt;- excited ...&lt;br /&gt;- luv you...love You...&lt;br /&gt;- no matter what, HE'll be there for you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chowzs...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3702011874696757801?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3702011874696757801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3702011874696757801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3702011874696757801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3702011874696757801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/06/excitement.html' title='Excitement ...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-4111101185938778927</id><published>2009-06-02T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:15:10.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kem Pengawas ?</title><content type='html'>Since I've promised to write about the Kem Pengawas I've attended. So here is it. Well, honestly saying. I've kind of forgot since it was some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The camp was very fun. There were about 80 prefects including the prefects who were still in probation (including me). We were divided into 10 groups. As usual, I find myself in the 6th group. I find it kind of funny since for almost all the camps that I attend, I would be in the 6th group. Same as my b'day which is 6th June which will be on this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The camp was for 3 days 2 nights. The original plan was that we would have to cook our own food but due to some inevitable reasons, the food were prepared by the canteen people! Also, on the second day, we had Earth Hour! so we had to eat in the dark with little candles by our side. It was my second time wearing a baju kurung (Malays traditional clothing) . I borrowed my friend's one since I do not have any. It was green in colour. Most of my friends said I looked like a teacher wearing it! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         On the third day, we had wall climbing! It was super fun! I wish I could do it for the second time! Obviously, its tireding and your fingers especially with feel pain but its just fun! I succeeded to reach till the top! Hurray! Wow! Luckily, my spectacles did not fall while I was climbing! We also had a speacial lunch which was chicken chop since it was our last day of the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Now, speaking of baju kurung. I'll be wearing in at the end of June! When I'm confirmed to be a school prefect. Bye bye to my old uniform and skirt! I'm sure I'll miss you! Bye bye to the good old days... wakaka. Top of the baju kurung is yellow and bottom is black. We're DIGI !!! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        With the prefects clothings, wow. Of course, more responsibility will be put on our shoulders. It's not easy being a prefect. Even asking the students to line up properly is a tough thing to do! Some just love to break the rules. Wearing socks which are not white. Wearing hair bands which are pink and kononnya fashionable. I know its not wrong to feel nice sometimes but its school people! School is a place to study and earn knowledge, not to show your 'assets' !!! How many balaks do you people want! huh... one is never enough i guess. the normal attitude of humans. No matter how much we have, its never enough, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Anyway, thats all for my post now. I would not like to elaborate about the natural attitude of human beings as it shall bore you till death. Bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- soon to be prefect&lt;br /&gt;- crazy little baby kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;I've just got myspace. Add me if you know me. Just find me through my e-mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:&lt;br /&gt;this is my skool prefects website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.prefectsof19.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy visitin !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4111101185938778927?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4111101185938778927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4111101185938778927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4111101185938778927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4111101185938778927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/06/kem-pengawas.html' title='Kem Pengawas ?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-1176485255215598451</id><published>2009-05-02T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:17:21.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Again ?! ...</title><content type='html'>Tagged By: Alia (http://aliaizzati.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;apakah hubungan anda dengan die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friends !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;impression terhadap si die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;never fails 2 make u smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;perkara yang paling memorable yang die laku kn terhadap awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing crazily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 130%;"&gt;perkara yang paling memorable yang die cakap kat awak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;kalau die kekasih awak...awak akan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;klau die musuh awak..awak akan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can u be enemies with an ' innocent baby' wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;overoll impression tentang die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the most desirable thing to do to her/him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;apa anda rase pandangan orang tentang anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 130%;"&gt;the characteristic of u for your self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid, crazi, skema, control cun, control comel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the contrary,the character that u hate about your self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 'hate' my evilness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ideal person u want to be with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P:P:P ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;for the people who like u..tell something about them&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mangsa tagging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone who reads me blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tag by the same alwixz smile person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5 tempat membeli belah yang wajib dikunjungi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunway piramid&lt;br /&gt;subang parade&lt;br /&gt;submit&lt;br /&gt;sacc&lt;br /&gt;pasar malam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;5 benda yang wajib anda beli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food !&lt;br /&gt;ticket to the cinema =)&lt;br /&gt;drinks ...&lt;br /&gt;stuff&lt;br /&gt;more food !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5 benda yang wajib ada di dalam handbag/bag anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handphone !!!&lt;br /&gt;wallet :D&lt;br /&gt;umbrella ..hehe&lt;br /&gt;mirror&lt;br /&gt;extra cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5 benda yang wajib ada di dalam dompet anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;cards&lt;br /&gt;his pic&lt;br /&gt;coins&lt;br /&gt;useless papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5 gaya pemakaian yang anda gemari sewaktu bersiar-siar/membeli belah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeans .. a must !&lt;br /&gt;sports style shoes&lt;br /&gt;my specs ? / contact lens&lt;br /&gt;under garments ..wakakaka !!!&lt;br /&gt;watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;5 tempat yang anda gemari bersantai bersama pasangan/teman anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping mall !&lt;br /&gt;beach&lt;br /&gt;park&lt;br /&gt;library ?&lt;br /&gt;restaurants and every romantic place ...heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5 topik yang anda gemari semasa bersama pasangan/teman anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;gossip !&lt;br /&gt;school !&lt;br /&gt;about us and ******** wakaka&lt;br /&gt;kicking, punching, hitting, slapping, crying !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5 mangsa tag yang anda gemari:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iskandar&lt;br /&gt;d.h&lt;br /&gt;vaniz&lt;br /&gt;claudine&lt;br /&gt;d.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-1176485255215598451?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/1176485255215598451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=1176485255215598451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1176485255215598451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1176485255215598451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-again.html' title='Not Again ?! ...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-1536331614031564781</id><published>2009-05-02T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:50:48.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Tagged Again ...</title><content type='html'>Tagged by: Don Claudine   (http://www.myheartislocked4u.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape yg kene tag nih kene tulis 10 fakta tentang orang yang tag dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;) Her name is Don Claudine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2) Some calls her Don, others Claudine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;3) Love to act ...dramatic !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;4) Sings jazz a lot...buat bising je kat kls... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;5) Teachers like to mara&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;h her ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6) ...cuz alwiz x siap kerja... wakaka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7) Computer geek/ nerd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8) Very vain...vain...a lot of pics of herself in her hp !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Frens since were were standard 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;10) Very&lt;/span&gt; biru and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; blue and biru ..crazy..wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by: Vaniz (http://vaniz-animexhp-paradise.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sape yg kene tag nih kene tulis 10 fakta tentang orang yang tag dia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crazy&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Vanizz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. Kind and good Vanessa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. My cute&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; junior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;4. My other twin evil sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Laughs a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Very s&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;harp, never scared to voice  out what she feels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thinks like me, evil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Caring, smart and awesome ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Best junior you can ever have.. !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;10. A fren u wouldn't want to lose ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangsa tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) 2 perdana&lt;br /&gt;b) Lembaga Pengawas Sekolah ( afternoon session)&lt;br /&gt;c)  My church frens: Isabel and Hui Ching&lt;br /&gt;d)  if u luv Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;e) if u know me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-1536331614031564781?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/1536331614031564781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=1536331614031564781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1536331614031564781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1536331614031564781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-tagged-again.html' title='Me Tagged Again ...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-6601576386973688001</id><published>2009-05-01T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:20:43.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya DiTagged !</title><content type='html'>Tagged By: Atuk Najwa (http://najwa-strawberry747.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own post, erase my answers, enter yours and tag people you want. Describe the person who tagged you and put him/her picture. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real; nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;what is your name &lt;/span&gt;: Katherine &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a four letter word&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;A boy's name&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;evin (my brother) wakakaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;A girl's name&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;athy (singer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;An occupation&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;isser ..wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;A colour&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rimson red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;something u wear&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;imono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a food&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Something found in the bathroom&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iss me shampoo... makes u kissable ! WAKAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a place&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;KLANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a reason for being late&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;o...ni punya pasal !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;something u shout&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;o Ni !!!! ..baka...! wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a movie title&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;illing the Pillow ..wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;something u drink&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a musical group&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Kat Crazy Crazo ... ??? wakaka&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;an animal&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;angaroo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a street name&lt;/span&gt; : Kiss them &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;a type of car :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;enari? Kancil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;title of song&lt;/span&gt; : K&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iss Kiss by Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;okay...this is fun..k ..me tag :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Iskandar !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- D.O !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- D.H !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Zakir_liverpool !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Umar (grimskull)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Addin_ blackcat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- Izzat Umaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- vanniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- claudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- sapa yg x de blog...e-mail pun aku terima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- wakaka ..macam interview gi uni je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4016597449964408533-6601576386973688001?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/6601576386973688001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=6601576386973688001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6601576386973688001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/6601576386973688001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/05/saya-ditagged.html' title='Saya DiTagged !'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8033983028231591021</id><published>2009-05-01T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:52:17.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagz Againz ... !!!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by: Crazi Sayang Amirah ( http://mira-daling.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Apakah hubungan awak dengan dia&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Frensiez ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. 5 impressions terhadap c dia???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;wakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;- crazy, the most suitable word for a person like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-comel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-vain, maybe ? wakaka...jokin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-funny, kind and a friend u won't want 2 lose !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Perkara yang paling memorable yang dia lakukan kat awak???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-laugh like crazy, cry like crazy, we r crazy people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-gave me a beautiful pencil wooden pencil when we were in lower standard (tahun 1-3) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-gave me a small first aid kit when we were small with game cards in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-something when we were small...it's a secret !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Perkara yang paling memorable yang dia cakap kat awak???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= hmmm... entahlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Kalau dia kekasih awak... awak akan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= Interesting question... I would run for my life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.. kalau dy jadi musuh anda... anda akan..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.. kalau dy jadi kekasih anda.. dy perlu improve dlm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= Never,... ever... unless she suddenly changes into a guy(anatomically speaking) and becomes like a guy ... wakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. kalau dy jadi musuh anda... mungkin kerana...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= cause she's jealous i stole her teddi bear ! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.. overall impression ttg dy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;=&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; caring, kind and a person to be around with !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=comel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=everything good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. the most desirable thing to do to her/him???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=huh??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. apakah anda rasa ttg pandangan org terhadap anda???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;= evil,bad,sombong,crazy,nerd,stupid,mysterious,metal,rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- people juz silently want to kill me...wakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;- i'm 2 cute ! (yelah, aku suka perasan)&lt;br /&gt;- who the hell cares anyway ! wakkakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. the character of u for urself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;= evil, online crazy, dumb, bookworm, lazy, crazy, mad, insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. on contrary, the character u hate about u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;_ i luv myself_ !!! muaxmuax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. the ideal person you want to be with...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=well, ladies and gentlemen of the floor...&lt;br /&gt;_ that is for u to find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. for people who lyke u... tell something about them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= well, i have to nothing 2 say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. ten people you tag...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. claudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2. d.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;3. syam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;4. darren ching !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;5. vanessa ching !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;6. nameera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;7. d.h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;8. alya sorfina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;9. alia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;10. alyaa amalia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. no.2 anda ada hubungan dgn siapa???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;= /./;/. ... ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. is no. 3 female or male???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;maybe girl? maybe guy? entahlah... both maybe...wakaka,,,jokin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. if no. 7 dgn no. 10 have a relationship. is it a good thing???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=wow ! interesting.... good or bad? not for me 2 judge...but if..wakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. no.1 belajar apa???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;belajar benda yg 'elok' drpd saya...&lt;br /&gt;berdrama tik !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. macamna dgn no. 5 dgn no. 8???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5- greatest fren ever! my junior ! she talks crap ...alot&lt;br /&gt;  - but she will rock the hell out of you! watch out, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10-funny, just her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. no. 4 single ka???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;= hmmm, well.... too bad ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. say something about no. 6???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=nerdy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. no.9 kelakar ka???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=she'll make u laugh till your lungs start to sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-8033983028231591021?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8033983028231591021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8033983028231591021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8033983028231591021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8033983028231591021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/05/tagz-againz.html' title='Tagz Againz ... !!!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2702775527846856059</id><published>2009-04-30T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:49:52.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Once Again...</title><content type='html'>sape yg kene tag nih kene tulis 10 fakta tentang orang yang tag dia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by: Crazy Alia (http://aliaizzati.blogspot.com/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her name is Alia&lt;br /&gt;2. Can be crazy and stupid at times...wakaka&lt;br /&gt;3. Likes to laugh and smile a lot&lt;br /&gt;4. And talk a lot and control her cuteness&lt;br /&gt;5. A kind friend&lt;br /&gt;6. Always look happy and cheerful&lt;br /&gt;7. 14 years old but act like 10 years old&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't mess with her when she's serious..&lt;br /&gt;9. Loyal&lt;br /&gt;10. Just her and her crappy stuff...forever my fren :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unlucky victims !!!&lt;br /&gt;Vaniz Vanessa =)&lt;br /&gt;Najwa =)&lt;br /&gt;D H =)&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Deya =)&lt;br /&gt;D O =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- crazylazycatkat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2702775527846856059?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2702775527846856059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2702775527846856059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2702775527846856059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2702775527846856059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/04/tagged-once-again.html' title='Tagged Once Again...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3217897831082759055</id><published>2009-04-30T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:35:50.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Joy</title><content type='html'>Choral speaking ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first I would like to list down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wakil sekolah - 1st place&lt;br /&gt;( fight with other schools)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wakil zon - 2nd place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won ! They won!&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo !!!!! Yahoo !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, we also got invited to compete at Planetarium Negara and wee got first place! Sadly, i wasn't able to attend since I had Taekwondo grading on the exact same day. * cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to thank all the choral speakers for their dedication and hard work for making everything a success. Also, the teachers and seniors who had sacrifice their time and money to train these students and making sure everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there for most of the time since it was hard for us to meet since I'm in the afternoon session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, if you're a choral speaker of SMKS 19 YEAR 2009 .... Be proud to be called a choral speaker! Cause you so deserve that honourable title!  After putting your sweat and blood into the team (I don't mean literally,k) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can I have one shirt for choral speaking as well ???&lt;br /&gt;Pleasee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun Wori ! B Hapi ! HE will always guide you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazysadstupidkittycat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3217897831082759055?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3217897831082759055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3217897831082759055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3217897831082759055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3217897831082759055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/04/tears-of-joy.html' title='Tears of Joy'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3011744950062749687</id><published>2009-04-15T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:32:47.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ?</title><content type='html'>Don't you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*freaking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; understand ?&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent cries at night,&lt;br /&gt;No one hears,&lt;br /&gt;They don't care, they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Why do they act as if they even care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  can't comprehend,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I'm always wrong?&lt;br /&gt;You just don't care! Do you? Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Where should I go?&lt;br /&gt;There's no one willing to guide me,&lt;br /&gt;They all hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, we feel that we are right. That if we have a problem, that is who we are. But we don't realize, that it is affecting not only the people around us but ourselves. It eating and killing us slowly. Tearing us part by part. By the time we WAKE UP, it's all too late! We would look at ourselves and realize that we're DEAD! That is the time when the nerve impulses in our brain quietly tells us.... now, there's NO TURNING BACK ! There's nothing you can do ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- but fortunately, in life&lt;br /&gt;- GOD will always be with us&lt;br /&gt;- EVERY STEP of the way&lt;br /&gt;- listen to that silent voice in your heart&lt;br /&gt;- and maybe, then&lt;br /&gt;- you'll see the LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3011744950062749687?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3011744950062749687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3011744950062749687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3011744950062749687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3011744950062749687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-you-freaking-understand-i-am-who-i.html' title='Why ?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5753952691046356406</id><published>2009-04-09T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:48:29.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choral Speaking ?!</title><content type='html'>Choral speaking ?! It was the last thing I thought I would do. NO! Entering the choral speaking team would something normal, I guess. But I'm the one who is going to write the script! The MOST important thing...one of the most important things...! I was like what the ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn't had a clue of what to write. What topic? Details? Body? What should I do? I really had no idea what I was supposed to do. Finally, I chose a topic and its called ENVIRONMENT. Well, yeah. Your brain might be thinking right now...what the?! must be BORINg one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luckily! Ideas came flowing...flowing...flowing... and I started writing...writing...writing... It took me around 3 days, I guess to finish the script. I added jazz, hip-hop and everything to it! Hopefully, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the teacher hoping. She said ' great'! YEAH!!! I was rejoicing silently! Yeah! My script! Teacher likes my script! =) Your big brain might be thinking right now. What is so fun and great about environment? It's so.....SERIOUS...! =P .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luckily. I'm not born normal but CRAZY ! HAHAHA! A crazy person with crazy ideas doing crazy stuff and laughing about crazy things !!! I admit! I admit, okay! I put a lot of over- dramatic stuff in my script!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng...teng..teng! Finally, my script is officially going to be used by the new choral speaking ! The choral speaking team consists of two classes that are in the morning session that is 1 and 2 Gemilang ( KRK) ...kelas rancangan khas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said my script rocked! YEAH! Every Monday- Friday, they would do their practice after school =). BUT since i'm in the afternoon session, it's very hard for me to find time to watch them practice...=(. I can only watch them practice on thursdays cause my first and second period is Bahasa Tamil which obviously, i don't take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to end my post now.&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you about the choral-speaking competitions later on!&lt;br /&gt;And it's all bout happpi smiley!&lt;br /&gt;dun wori 2 much, HE'll be with ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Katherine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...sometimes, things are just perfect....&lt;br /&gt;....thank YOU for everything!.....&lt;br /&gt;... for making things possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING POSTS:&lt;br /&gt;:CHORAL SPEAKING? WIN OR LOSE?&lt;br /&gt;                              : KEM PENGAWAS ?&lt;br /&gt;                              : LANGUAGE AND I.U DAY ?&lt;br /&gt;                              : DEDICATED TO MY CLOSEST FRIENDS !&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/4016597449964408533-5753952691046356406?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5753952691046356406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5753952691046356406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5753952691046356406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5753952691046356406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/04/choral-speaking.html' title='Choral Speaking ?!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3668100870305037339</id><published>2009-04-07T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:54:38.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The list ???</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, am really sorry for neglecting my blog lately. As you know who my life is ... as written in my previous posts. Anyway, for this one. I'll create a dialogue which means not necessary same as in real life. It's about the list! School kind of stuff =)&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: What did you get for all the subjects?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you mean? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peratuskah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Iskandar: Ya...&lt;br /&gt;Me: You?&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: I ask you first!&lt;br /&gt;Me: :P. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya belum kiralah...muahahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: :0&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malaslah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azreena: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tulis markah kau kat sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: For what?!&lt;br /&gt;Azreena: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nak bandingkan markah ...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh....So many people....wow!&lt;br /&gt;Azreena: You jangan speaking speaking ngan saya.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on the piece of paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;....katherine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;...azreena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;..syasya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;....khuzaimah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's not complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I added...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;...Fara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;...Iskandar...( my ultimate enemy! ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I went around asking for people's marks. Comparing, waiting, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danial Onn: I guess I'm not in the list anymore&lt;br /&gt;Me: Awww...sorry&lt;br /&gt;Danial Onn: =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Situation 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So what you got?&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: You got higher than me...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? You count already or not?!&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: Ya! You got higher than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I reached home, took the calculater out and started counting non-stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;90+80+ ...&lt;br /&gt;...and so the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah! I defeated Iskandar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, why I'm happy?&lt;br /&gt;Because last year final exam's, he deafeated me just by a few marks!&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's my turn ...hah!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Iskandar is really a tough competition!&lt;br /&gt;He's just my enemy (academically speaking)&lt;br /&gt;He's my friend, right, Elmo?&lt;br /&gt;Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;YOUR WORLD AND OUR WORLD ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between nerd world and normal world ?&lt;br /&gt;Difference between top students and normal students?&lt;br /&gt;What is the real meaning of nerd? Or you can say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skema? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we different?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're just the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What is the meaning of nerd ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many students think that the meaning of nerd is people in the top classes.&lt;br /&gt;Simply, smart people.&lt;br /&gt;Smart people are nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I object!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart people are nerds.&lt;br /&gt;Getting high marks doesn't mean you are a nerd. It just means you work hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you the real meaning of nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Nerds are the super-smart people!&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to them, you can't even understand what they are saying!&lt;br /&gt;Those are nerds!&lt;br /&gt;They add science, maths and literature when they talk to people!&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....nerds or whatever, we'll still the same aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NERDS ARE COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... the 'smart' world? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: What did you get?&lt;br /&gt;B: Straight A's ?&lt;br /&gt;A: Gosh! Answer me properly!&lt;br /&gt;B: Okay! Can you calm down and relax first?&lt;br /&gt;A: Faster!&lt;br /&gt;B: Okay! 7 A1 and 3 A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the....normal....world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: what did you get?&lt;br /&gt;B: =(&lt;br /&gt;A: Faster!&lt;br /&gt;B: 3A 2B 5c&lt;br /&gt;A: Wow! You got 3 A! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...anyway,,, the conclusion is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might be different but we're the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- to Danial Onn&lt;br /&gt;- Don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;- Try your best! I know you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;- Your friend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3668100870305037339?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3668100870305037339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3668100870305037339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3668100870305037339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3668100870305037339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/04/list.html' title='The list ???'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8203775882864315028</id><published>2009-03-21T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:45:37.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: Emergency Numbers (The Bible)</title><content type='html'>From stories for the Extreme Teen's Heart&lt;br /&gt;When in sorrow ..........&lt;div class="article_main s3_p_text" id="topic_text_29283754"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;.........c&lt;wbr&gt;all John 14      &lt;br /&gt;When men fail you.......&lt;wbr&gt;..call Psalm 27   &lt;br /&gt;If you want to be fruitful .........c&lt;wbr&gt;all John 15&lt;br /&gt;When you have sinned ........ca&lt;wbr&gt;ll Psalm 51&lt;br /&gt;When you worry ..........&lt;wbr&gt;..call Matthew 6:19-34&lt;br /&gt;When you are in danger....&lt;wbr&gt;...call Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;When God seems far away ..........&lt;wbr&gt;.call Psalm 139&lt;br /&gt;When your faith needs stirring .....call Hebrews 11&lt;br /&gt;When you are lonely and fearful ......call&lt;wbr&gt; Psalm 23&lt;br /&gt;When you frow bitter and critical..&lt;wbr&gt;call 1 Corinthian&lt;wbr&gt;s 13&lt;br /&gt;For Paul's secret to happiness.&lt;wbr&gt;call Colossians&lt;wbr&gt; 3:12-17&lt;br /&gt;For ideas of Christiani&lt;wbr&gt;ty...call 1 Corinthian&lt;wbr&gt;s 5:15-19&lt;br /&gt;When you feel down and out ..Roman 8:31-39&lt;br /&gt;When you want peace and rest...cal&lt;wbr&gt;l Matthew 11:25-30&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems bigger then God...call&lt;wbr&gt; Psalm 90&lt;br /&gt;When you want Christian assurance.&lt;wbr&gt;.call Romans 8:1-30&lt;br /&gt;When you leave home for labor or travel...c&lt;wbr&gt;all Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;When your prayers grow selfish and narrow.cal&lt;wbr&gt;l Psalm 67&lt;br /&gt;For a great oppurtunit&lt;wbr&gt;y......cal&lt;wbr&gt;l Isaiah 55&lt;br /&gt;When you want courage for a task....ca&lt;wbr&gt;ll Joshua 1&lt;br /&gt;How to get along with fellow men ...call Romans 12&lt;br /&gt;If you are depressed ......call&lt;wbr&gt; psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;If people seemed unkind ..call John 15:12-17&lt;br /&gt;If you find the growing small and yourself great....c&lt;wbr&gt;all Psalm 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             ==========&lt;wbr&gt;==========&lt;wbr&gt;=========&lt;br /&gt;Emenrgency&lt;wbr&gt; numbers may be dialed direct .&lt;br /&gt;No operator assistance&lt;wbr&gt; necessary .&lt;br /&gt;All line to Heaven 24 Hours a day !&lt;br /&gt;Feed your faith ,and doubt wil starve to death !&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/4016597449964408533-8203775882864315028?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8203775882864315028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8203775882864315028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8203775882864315028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8203775882864315028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/03/diary-emergency-numbers-bible.html' title='Diary: Emergency Numbers (The Bible)'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-4063274531420016264</id><published>2009-03-13T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:26:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifi ! Where's Postman Pat and Elmo ?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was laughing non-stop in class. Oh, ya. I had Science, Mathematics, KH and Arts. Science was kind of hard. Maths, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bolehlah.&lt;/span&gt; KH and seni, ok. Today, had Geografi and Sejarah. Wasn't that hard. =). Finally, exams over! Next week, it's holidays and you know what, youth camp! Yeah!!! I'm so happy and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be preparing for USM project. Projek Warga. I'm the leader=). Happy but as the phrase goes ' with great power comes great responsibility '. But luckily, I have someone to guide me through allllll the way. HIM. =) It's also time to show ' i got the power'! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You might be laughing bout my title for this post.&lt;br /&gt;Read on and you'll know why =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day: Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Date: 12/3/2009&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Classroom, school.&lt;br /&gt;Disease: Postman Pat and the flower tots&lt;br /&gt;Found in: Bob's Construction Work Place&lt;br /&gt;Founder: Elmo and Ultraman&lt;br /&gt;'People' invovled: Teletubbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azreil: Postman Pat! Postman Pat!&lt;br /&gt;Azreil: And his black and white cat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ-CQEF5Or4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ-CQEF5Or4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokman: Fifi! Fifi! Fifi!&lt;br /&gt;Lokman: Fifi and the flower tots !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpv1cMI9ooE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpv1cMI9ooE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear them saying that to each other while I was doing my test paper. Sadly, both of them sat behind me. =( . Heh. So I was like what the heck? What the heck is going on with both of them?! One Fifi, another Pat. Later on, the mystery is revealed. The mystery of Fifi and Pat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azreil: Haha! Iskandar is Elmo!&lt;br /&gt;Lokman: Do you know! Iskandar sees Sesame Street?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? Hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: Got Big Bird, Cookie Monster and Elmo =)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gosh! I can't imagine you guys seeing those kind of shows !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Cf7DcaFuck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Cf7DcaFuck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Danial Onn see what?&lt;br /&gt;Lokman: Tele Tubbies !&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? Tele Tubbies ? From all, Tele Tubbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1wyW7uaXV8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1wyW7uaXV8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Danial Hazim ?&lt;br /&gt;Danial Hazim: Ultraman !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0RgWnkQ0_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0RgWnkQ0_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: You?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmm, Bob the Builder! Very cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, people. Bob is so cute! Now my b'day wish is for my future husband's name: Bob&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.....joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA16sqCusbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bA16sqCusbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, That's all! laugh urself out! But still, the best is Bob the Builder? Can we fix it! Yes, we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lokman is the one who likes Postman Pat and Azreil, Fifi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4063274531420016264?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4063274531420016264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4063274531420016264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4063274531420016264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4063274531420016264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/03/fifi-wheres-postman-pat-and-elmo.html' title='Fifi ! Where&apos;s Postman Pat and Elmo ?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-9061756336192272331</id><published>2009-02-23T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:03:35.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story: Just three paragraphs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQkdnA9IhI/AAAAAAAAACY/EwJffiJYXxc/s1600-h/rain.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQkdnA9IhI/AAAAAAAAACY/EwJffiJYXxc/s400/rain.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310909951684452882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first three paragraphs, yeah of a story i'm writing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everything was like yesterday. No worries and no pain. Just laughter and joy. Never missing a chance to smile and show my crooked teeth. No one would judge me as I was still young. What is wrong? What is right? I couldn’t comprehend as I was so young. Just learning to write and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I remember my siblings playing with me in the rain. Splashing mud at each others faces’. Inside, mom was looking furiously at us since we were very dirty. Then suddenly a rainbow was formed. We all looked at it closely and intently since it was our first time seeing a rainbow so clear and beautiful. Seven radiant colours. Red, orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo and lastly, purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood there silently in the middle of the garden looking at the rainbow. Amazed by its beauty. It’s God creation, mom told us. Slowly, when the rain started to stop. The beautiful rainbow started to fade away as well. Its colours slowly disappearing into the skies. Leaving no trace behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all&lt;br /&gt;love , kat&lt;br /&gt;muax muax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-9061756336192272331?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/9061756336192272331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=9061756336192272331' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/9061756336192272331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/9061756336192272331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-just-three-paragraphs.html' title='Story: Just three paragraphs'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQkdnA9IhI/AAAAAAAAACY/EwJffiJYXxc/s72-c/rain.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2510969116176692629</id><published>2009-02-20T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:37:56.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: School Prefect ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQeSRHo8eI/AAAAAAAAACA/VknMSIWESB8/s1600-h/prefect.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQeSRHo8eI/AAAAAAAAACA/VknMSIWESB8/s320/prefect.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310903159758582242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Friday and I just got my tag for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pengawas pelatih&lt;/span&gt;. It's small and yellow in colour same as the clothing. Since I'm also the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penolong&lt;/span&gt;, I have three tags ? One is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penolong ketua tingkatan, pengawas pelatih &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pas keluar &lt;/span&gt;tag. Haha. My friend joked, she said if there was a tag for every post we hold my uniform would be full of it! Haha. If.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Did I told you once in standard five in my primary school, I was offered to be a librarian and also a prefect but I didn't accept the offer since my mom say it would be a waste of money since there is only one more year before I leave my lovely school. Last year, almost everyone was asking me ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak jadi pengawas kah?&lt;/span&gt;.... and I replied... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak...malaslah .... uniform dah beli, takkan nak bazirkan&lt;/span&gt;... or I would just shook my head in response. I mean like a lot of teachers and my friends were asking me the same question till I was starting to get bored of it but I admit, it was fun cause people thought that I have the potential to be a prefect. I'm not trying to brag or anything but yeah, just telling you a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This year, I was again offered but now in secondary school. The prefect teacher told me that many seniors and teachers said my name when it came to choosing the prefects for the year 2009. I was soooo happy to hear that! My mom wasn't sure cause she was scared that it may affect my studies but after asking a few people and considering the pro and cons, I decided to go for it! When you enter a uni, being a prefect will higher your chances to enter that certain uni. Not only that, you will be able to work as a team in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lembaga Pengawas&lt;/span&gt;...as a big big family. Being able to learn how to be a leader. Lastly, you will be a role model among the students especially but honestly saying, many 'normal' students will hate you just because you are a prefect. They think that all prefects like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belagak...and blah...blah&lt;/span&gt;. But frankly saying, who doesn't hate prefects? If you really get to know them, you will see that they after all, aren't that bad. Its just that they have a bigger responsiblity that they have to do. ATW....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amanah,tegas dan berWibawa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        One day, while I was walking in the canteen. One teacher called me and asked if I was interested to be a prefect and I told her that I went for the interview already. Lastly, she said that she suggested my name and that is why she asked such a question. I was sooo happy! People really think that I can be when I myself isn't sure what is so special about myself. Anyway, the point is not about me. I just want to tell you that you may not think you are special but actually you are! We as normal beings always look at our weakness but never seem to realize there is something special deep, deep down which we ourselves can't see but others can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        By next week, starting on Monday. I would start my duty as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pengawas pelatih &lt;/span&gt;and guess where I'm supposed to 'jaga' ??? The canteen!!! From all places the canteen!!! Canteen= food and ice cubes being thrown around= people leaving their food on the table opened= pupils running and shouting everywhere= smelly and grosssss...EWWW. I can't waittttt!!! Arghhhhh!!! That is the reason why I hate the canteen!!! It's just so EWWWW. One of the teachers said in the assembly that they were naughty boys throwing ice cubes at each other during reccess and you know what happened ?! One of the ice cubes accidently hit the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mak cik's&lt;/span&gt; forehand while she was carrying a bowl of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot soup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think you can guess what happened next. I was so shocked when I heard that. I mean, her hand could like 'hangus' and burnnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Some students in my school. Sadly saying, have no brains!!! Throwing ice cubes in the canteen!!! That is so stupid and idiotic! I can't even say if they have the right to be called humans! What they did was so inhuman and animal like! Even animals can think for goodness sake! I guess I would just have to go through it. I think the teacher put me there because she wanted to know how I would stand and handle the pressure. Many have high expectations and I want not to fail them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As you know, yesterday I had Sports Day and we went to Pizza Hut. It was fun and crazy. We were so crazzzy!!! Putting cheese everywhere until the bottle was like 1/10 left? But we paid! So it was excusable ...haha. Anyway, that is not the point. Today, at school. Everyone was talking about the thief. More than 20 people lost their precious stuff! So sad bu as they say.... Justice Wil Prevail  ...and it did! Inside of the boy's bag was like more than 20 handphones and wallets. The bag was full of expensive stuff! You know what one of the Form 1 who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kononnya &lt;/span&gt;wanted to be a prefect was actually a thief !!! Oh no no !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        So much drama.....so much stuff to tell you.... but sorry, time is not on our side....it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIME &lt;/span&gt;for me to go into my fantasy world and sleep ....and dreeeeeaaammmmm ....hahahahaha .... Bye now...enjoy life!!! HE will guide you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       More drama next time and will have a books topic soon as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....sayonara my frensizzzzzzzz ...! muax muax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2510969116176692629?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2510969116176692629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2510969116176692629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2510969116176692629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2510969116176692629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/02/diary-school-prefect.html' title='Diary: School Prefect ?'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQeSRHo8eI/AAAAAAAAACA/VknMSIWESB8/s72-c/prefect.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-7746213346638670052</id><published>2009-02-18T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:45:23.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: 1 Down, A Million More To Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQgSsEiRvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZ0SbLUz_AA/s1600-h/t.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQgSsEiRvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZ0SbLUz_AA/s320/t.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310905366016575218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really updated about stuff that is happening. Some 'not that good' stuff happened but then, tons of good stuff happened as well. I guess, it's balance. haha. Okay, first of all..SCHOOL. Yeah, like I've written in my other post. I've be extremely busy ...SCHOOL STUFF. I went to school on Thursday, if I'm not mistaken for the prefect interview. It was actually kind of easy! Yesterday, I went to SCHOOL AGAIN for the briefing about 'pengawas stuff'. I was surprised that I was the only one who could answer who is the wife of the U.S president! I mean, her name is like appearing everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Tomorrow, I have sports day and I have to wake up like 7 am? That's crazy but still anticipating for the great event and right after that, we'll be going to Pizza Hut! Woohoo! Now, I really don't know what to say ...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Oh, ya. I'm now in taekwondo and I am holding a BLACK BELT ...!!!! Ya right ... haha. Still white :( Will be taking my grading test in early March. Really hope I don't screw it up and be the only one holding white belt. Then, I must learn the basic all again! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Wait! There's more! The new library in the new block at my school will be opening soon! Yeah! Like in a week's time! Actually, I went to the new library like two weeks ago? It wasn't very big but of course, bigger than the other one with seven air-conditioners ! Woohoo! But still wished it was mush bigger. Maybe like 2 floors big? ya...rite.... Maybe just in my dream. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Books....studying....blah and blah. I got so many stuff I have to do including my new task, 'pengawas pelatih'. I wonder how I will be able to cope with everything. I haven't even started studying SCIENCE or SEJ or GEO or BM .....Shit!!!! And it's already Feb but nvm, maybe I can just study tomorrow for about 10 hours? Ya. Okay. I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I guess that's all this time. Before I forget, I got second in the public speaking competition but I'll try again next year. Hopefully, I won't be here but in Australia. Haha. Just remember! HE will always be with and forget the crap and shitty stuff about life and just smile and be happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time ....!&lt;br /&gt;Adios ! muax muax ...&lt;br /&gt;Also, sorry wouldn't be able to update this blog always :(&lt;br /&gt;But will try when I have the time, ya !&lt;br /&gt;Again, muax muax ...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-7746213346638670052?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/7746213346638670052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=7746213346638670052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7746213346638670052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7746213346638670052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/02/diary-1-down-million-more-to-go.html' title='Diary: 1 Down, A Million More To Go!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQgSsEiRvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZZ0SbLUz_AA/s72-c/t.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-8298557613015345640</id><published>2009-02-15T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:59:23.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: Taggie Boo!</title><content type='html'>tagged by: alia izzati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rules:-Link to your tagger and post these rules. List 8 random facts about yourself and tag 8 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can't live without books !&lt;br /&gt;2. Crazy bout a guy&lt;br /&gt;3. Learning one kind of martial arts&lt;br /&gt;4. Has super banyak jawatan at school !&lt;br /&gt;5. Hates 2 fold clothes&lt;br /&gt;6. Always reaches at school JUST IN TIME !&lt;br /&gt;7. Want 2 get a scholarship&lt;br /&gt;8. Eats, laughs alot! Acts crazy.n Stupid . But who the hell cares .... HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO TAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- (i don't know) : Everyone who visits this website&lt;br /&gt;2- Danial&lt;br /&gt;3- Calister&lt;br /&gt;4. Yap Kar Kay&lt;br /&gt;5.Hui Ching&lt;br /&gt;6. Isabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;name you wish you had:I luvvv my name! It's cute ...kucing ..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what do people normally call you: Kat/Cat/Kucing/Kathy/Meow meow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;birthday: 6 June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;birthplace: In Asia!! Malaysia :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time of birth: somewhere around 6 in the morning ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Single or taken: still single :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zodiac sign: Gemini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your Appearance: Hmm..not fat/not thin ? I look like a cat :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how tall are you: 5 feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wish you were taller: Just a little taller  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eye colour: Iris: light brown . Pupil: black ... HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;current hair colour: not dark/not light brown ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;short or long: just okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ever dye your hair a bizzare colour: Never ..but would like to try red/purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;glasses or contact: :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you wear make up: natural is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;paint your nails: yup yup but skool don't let :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OPPOSITE GENDER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour eye: blueish green? blue ? anything LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what colour hair: anything ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shy or outgoing: outgoing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;serious or fun: both :)&lt;br /&gt;older or younger: older but not too old !!!&lt;br /&gt;a turn on: accept me, smile a lot, happy, laughs a lot , cooks and is willing 2 do anything 2 make me happy. and i mean ANYTHINg! Writes a poem and sings it to me eventhough he knows he can't sing! or makes a card which turns out ugly rather than just buying one . I would luv a sweet guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a turn off: shy, too serious, boring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flower or chocolate: chocos !! DAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pepsi or coke: smoothies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rap or rock: rock and metal but not hard rock ( screaming one )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;relationship or one night stand: an honest relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school or work: still studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love or money: LOVE ! where there is love, there is also money. But when you only have money, you do not have LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;movie or music: Both!!! Obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;country or city: BOTH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sunny or rainy days: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friend or family: both is important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lie: tell me, who never?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stole something: accidently ... like a cookie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smoked:NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hurt someone close to you: yeah ...but i didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;broke someone's heart: yup :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had your heart broken: in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder what was wrong with you: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wish you prince or princess: when i was small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like someone who was taken: ya :) but now he's solo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shave your head: What the ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;used chopstick: yaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sang in the mirror to yourself: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;favourite flower: i don't really like flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;candy: yeah but get jelak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;song: classic, love songs and songs about war and blooddddd ..... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;scent: whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;colour: light colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;movie: alot !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;singer: even more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;junk food: not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;website: aren't u at my website right now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;location: in my imaginary world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;animals: cats and penguins !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever cried over someone: yup, when i miss someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is there anything you wish you could change about yourself: maybe but i don't really care...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you think your attractive: i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you choose a fairy tale as you life what would you choose: Snow White ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you play sport: swimming ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all! Enjoy my blog! Muax Muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-8298557613015345640?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/8298557613015345640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=8298557613015345640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8298557613015345640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/8298557613015345640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-alia-izzati-rules-link-to.html' title='Diary: Taggie Boo!'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-7622150494157012589</id><published>2009-02-01T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:10:40.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: Just Hoping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQmL8ysyAI/AAAAAAAAACg/8S7jVrzb3cM/s1600-h/aus.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQmL8ysyAI/AAAAAAAAACg/8S7jVrzb3cM/s400/aus.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310911847315851266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the chances for me to study in Australia is slim since of something something but am still hoping and praying. Anyway, the CNY is over for me. Why? Obviously, the answer would be school. I'll be super busy with so much stuff. This week I'll discuss with my teacher about ElS to have the comittee meeting with some other students(planning activities for the following months). Really hope we will be able to start our first ELS activity as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I'm also in the Youth Commitee this year and we'll be having a youth camp from 17th-20th March 2009 at Malacca. The fee is RM 160 inclusive of everything( logding, food, transportation, ++). It'll be super fun!!!! This year we'll have something speacial. You might be wondering what? That's why you got to join us to find out! It will be super duper superb fun! Interested? Contact me by my email. Offline message or email also can. Oh, ya. This is for real! I'm not joking or anything. Join us and have a time of ur life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Back to me, I'm here while I'm supposed to finish my Sejarah homework. Tomorrow, I would have to go to school in the morning cause of some duties. Also, the public speaking competition will be held tomorrow. Really hope I'll get 1st place this time. I wouldn't tell you what my topic is but I will in my following post and tell you the results. But the speech is written 100% by me so its oringinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Language Month will be coming soon as well as Sports Day. As usual, I will be very busy as I'm obligated to many many things. Will be participating in many competitions as well. Just hope all this busyness doesn't drive me crazy but still, I already am! HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Okay, I have to go now. I promise I will tell you a lot of stuff in my next post since this one is very short. I also promise to add some pictures in. I know you have be suffering reading my blog. Only got one picture :( . I'll add more later and maybe some music. Rock and metal one. HAHAHA. Avenged Sevenfold. M.I.A and Bad Country. Superb songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I guess this is all. Good luck in everything you do! Always know that HE will always be with you NO MATTER what happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-7622150494157012589?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/7622150494157012589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=7622150494157012589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7622150494157012589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7622150494157012589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/02/diary-just-hoping.html' title='Diary: Just Hoping'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SbQmL8ysyAI/AAAAAAAAACg/8S7jVrzb3cM/s72-c/aus.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-1423652928700488432</id><published>2009-01-04T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:08:57.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary: Crazyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgW73ZjaMI/AAAAAAAAABg/VQmwHp9qFys/s1600-h/cra.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgW73ZjaMI/AAAAAAAAABg/VQmwHp9qFys/s320/cra.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303013778967980226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crazyness&lt;/span&gt;, does that word even exists? I wonder but who the hell cares ...haha. Here I am, writing in my blog when I'm supposed to be sleeping. As most of you might know, today is 5th of Jan,2009 and it is now 6.35 a.m. It'll be my first day of school in my new class and like more than 10 new students will be joining. Sad to say, around 7 or 8 pupils from my class went down because of their bad results. Well, I guess school life is like that. I hope they do learn and maybe can jump back up when they reach Form 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excitement &lt;/span&gt;was the last thing I thought I would be feeling about starting school cause the holidays are like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...no homework...&lt;/span&gt; and that is the best part about it. Just around two days ago, I started to get excited about school. No, not because of my friends or teachers but just school I guess. The feeling of being a student again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hurting, &lt;/span&gt;my leg hurts and I'll be limping to school the next few days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...a great way to start the new year...&lt;/span&gt; To think about it again, I actually don't really mind. I'll get to go to school and make the Form 1 suffer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil laughters*&lt;/span&gt; since I'm going to be senior for the afternoon session ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woohoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreaming&lt;/span&gt; , still stuck here. There's a 50/50 change of me going to Australia next year or maybe the year after next year cause of something...something. My mom is soooo going to be famous at Australia! She's coming out on the Australian tv. ' Yeah' . Maybe one day I'll appear on tv also...haha.... Recently, I went to wikipedia to check out about Australia. You know what?! Australian edu is like the best 8th or 4th in the world ! It would be great if I get the opportunity to study there. Maybe can go there after I take my PMR ? After this, my wishes for all my Christmases and Birthdays will be this . If its God's plan for me to study there, nothing can stop it from happening but if it's not, then maybe God have another plan for me, a greater plan. Nice to know, no matter what happens that HE will still be with me every step that I take. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still dreaming &lt;/span&gt;about how nice would  it be if my wish came true. Anyway, I wouldn't be so bad to bore you with it. I'll be going to sleep in a while more and will be waking up in two hours to 'bertugas' at school. So this is me logging off . Still dreaming and dreaming and dreaming.  ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok ...!!! i'll stop dreaming and just think about the fact that today is the first day of school ... !!! ...woohooo ...yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's a video for ya'll 2 enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZezxacTpvw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZezxacTpvw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/4016597449964408533-1423652928700488432?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/1423652928700488432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=1423652928700488432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1423652928700488432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1423652928700488432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2009/01/diary-crazyness.html' title='Diary: Crazyness'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgW73ZjaMI/AAAAAAAAABg/VQmwHp9qFys/s72-c/cra.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5776586232818621905</id><published>2008-12-08T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:47:20.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Join a Group/Gang? (The New Trend at School)</title><content type='html'>As you might know , there are many kinds of groups at school . One would be what people call the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gedik&lt;/span&gt; group ( girls who are interested in fashion , style , the latest stuff and flirting with guys ... these kind are usually very pretty ) ...i'm not saying that if you are interested in fashion ..it means you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gedik .&lt;/span&gt; The second kind is the gossip group ( girls who obviously love to gossip , always talk about guys ) . The third common kind of group is the little girls group ( girls who look innocent , talk innocent but isn't innocent ....and they like to play ....like always ...and shout and jump all the time )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Did I miss any ? Oh , ya ! There's one more kind of group ..the ' don't ya try to mess with us ' . This group usually consist of 5 or more members or maybe 3 . This is the group which almost everyone is scared of . They have the looks and attitude . They are the kind who loves to break the rules . If you mess with one of the group members , the whole group will come after you . Warning : Don't ever mess with this kind of group !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Usually , groups have a person that they hate . That the whole group hates . In order to join the group , you MUST also hate that person eventhough that person could be your best friend . In order to keep conversations going in a group , they gossip . Mostly about students . About how that girl dresses , how she laughs and blah ....blah . Why ? Just for the fun of it . Because they think that its soooo funny talking about other people's flaws and mistakes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I'm not saying I don't gossip at all . I'm trying to gossip less cause I realized that it doesn't bring any benefits . I used to gossip a lot ! But since now , I don't often gossip . I don't have a group . Is it important to have a group at school . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kononnya&lt;/span&gt; ...the friends that you can 'click' with . At the end of the day , you'll find out the real reason why you can 'click' with them because ...all of you gossip !!!!!!!! It's so fun talking bad stuff about people and not looking at yourself , eh ? I know why people gossip cause I was one them before . When you gossip ....you'll feel good about yourself . I'll give you an example :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You : Guyz ...look at that girl over there ! She's really fat ! I bet any chairs she sits on will break !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..the whole group agrees and starts laughing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        By saying that , you feel better . Why ? Cause you are not fat .... cause you don't have ugly teeth like the other girl and the list goes on and on . When you gossip about other people , you don't often look at yourself first . At the end of the day , you'll just the same as the other girl . People who usually talks bad stuff about other people's physical looks are not satisfied with how they look . They think they are not pretty enough and blah ...blah ...blah . They cannot accept the way they look . Why ? Just because someone says so . At the end of the day , what really matters is not what other people think about us but what we think about ourselves . If you think you are ugly , you are . If you think you are beautiful , you are . Don't care what the heck people says about you . You wore a beautiful dress for yourself , not for other people .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Having a big butt , not so perfect teeth , too much flabs , too dark , too fair and blah ...blah . Just because of that you are ugly ? No ! The Bible did not say so . We are all equal in the sight of God . No one is more prettier or more better . Each person is unique in their own way and at the same time , same . We are all humans .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         So , people . Listen up ! Stop those gossips and nonsense . Before you say anything about other people , look at yourself first . If people say any bad stuff about how you look . Just tell them : Thank you for your compliment ! I'm glad I have ( not so perfect teeth / big butt / big nose ...+++ ) At least , I'm unique ! For your information , no one is perfect !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         If you still think you are ugly and all that kind of nonsense . Let me tell you again ! You are just perfect the way you are ! Don't let anything change you ! Because that is what makes you who you are . If you think that no one loves and cares about you , just remember this one thing . God does . Loves and cares about you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....no one is perfect yet everyone is unique ....&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/4016597449964408533-5776586232818621905?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5776586232818621905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5776586232818621905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5776586232818621905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5776586232818621905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/12/diary-how-to-join-groupgang-new-trend.html' title='How to Join a Group/Gang? (The New Trend at School)'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-7059388295819242757</id><published>2008-11-27T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:48:13.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainstream Music vs Christian Music?</title><content type='html'>What is mainstream music actually ? The ones that we often hear at the radio ? People like Avril , Chris Brown , +++ sings mainstream music . Most of the 'mainstream music' that we hear nowadays are about one thing and I think you know what it is . What is so great about 'mainstream music' ? All the 'mainstream artists' just wants the fame and fortune . Ya , they want to sing cause they have the passion and they got the talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Even Christian artists have talents but there is a big difference between Christian artists and 'Mainstream artists' . Christian artists sing for the Glory of God while the other sings for the glory of themselves .&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        What is so great about 'mainstream music' ? It's all about 'love' , money and blah blah . Worldly stuff that would not last forever or in another words ...desires of the flesh . While Christian music is about love ..pure love ..love that is everlasting ...about Jesus and how much He loves us . I'll name a few such as the Planet Shakers and Hillsong and Chris Tomlin . They sing for the Glory of God .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Nick Vujicic . A guy without hands and legs . Yet he is grateful for what he has . We normal humans suffer more than him . Why ? Because most of us are just not grateful for what we have . We think we are not beautiful ..that we are ugly and all those sorts of stuff . But the Bible did not say that . It didn't say having many pimples means you are ugly . We are all equal in the sight of the Lord .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         No matter what you are going through , I just want you to know that you are not alone . That God is with you .  Every step you take , God will guide you . When you fall and make mistakes , people will leave but God will never leave nor forsake you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all ...&lt;br /&gt;it's da faith da matters ..&lt;br /&gt;i hope tat one day u will be able to see the truth ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-7059388295819242757?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/7059388295819242757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=7059388295819242757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7059388295819242757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgYQqLQjXI/AAAAAAAAABo/y7981cK1iYc/s1600-h/jesus+died+4+our+sins.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgYQqLQjXI/AAAAAAAAABo/y7981cK1iYc/s320/jesus+died+4+our+sins.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303015235707243890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Video 4 u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGyo8BZ8T0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGyo8BZ8T0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost but now I'm found ,&lt;br /&gt;I was once blind but now I see ,&lt;br /&gt;I was once sick but now I'm healed ,&lt;br /&gt;I was once living in darkness but now I'm in the light .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew it was possible ,&lt;br /&gt;It seems so incredible ,&lt;br /&gt;A love that is never ending ,&lt;br /&gt;Filling the emptiness in my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Father , a Saviour ,&lt;br /&gt;A man so pure  and true ,&lt;br /&gt;Why did He had to suffer and die ?&lt;br /&gt;Just to save us from our sins .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never could imagine but I know it's true ,&lt;br /&gt;The kings and kings and the Son of God ,&lt;br /&gt;Willing to die on the cross for us , who is full of sins ,&lt;br /&gt;A love so pure and true , no one could ever imagine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just normal men who doesn't deserve your love ,&lt;br /&gt;But yet You came to earth to suffer and die ,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worthy , I'm full of sins ,&lt;br /&gt;But yet You still say that anyone who believes is welcomed into Your Kindom to be Your children .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect , I can't do great things ,&lt;br /&gt;I can't climb Mount Everest or even get straight A's ,&lt;br /&gt;But in Your Name , I can do even more great things ,&lt;br /&gt;Because in Your Name , nothing is impossible .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that You are the true One ,&lt;br /&gt;The Only One , a God that is full of love, kindness and compassion ,&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to be Your children ,&lt;br /&gt;Because Your love is so pure ,&lt;br /&gt;A sinless man who is willing to do sacrifice His life to give life unto the world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so now i challenge you ..&lt;br /&gt;...are you willing to take this step to know this God that is full of love with an open heart ?...&lt;br /&gt;...eventhough , it may change your life forever ?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...its the faith that matters ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...katz....alwayz&amp;amp;forevaz,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video 4 ya'll 2 enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOY0mjjmx8Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOY0mjjmx8Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2058882154743081504?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SZgYQqLQjXI/AAAAAAAAABo/y7981cK1iYc/s72-c/jesus+died+4+our+sins.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5091198045762041295</id><published>2008-10-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:05:40.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary : Jalan-jalan , Cari Makan</title><content type='html'>Bored . Nothing to do .... Okay , actually I have tons of work to do . I have to study for my upcoming exam that is on October 30 2008 . I studied till : Sejarah 6/11 topics , Geografi 8/16 , Maths : Done :) , Science 3/7 , KH 1/9 ??? &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;                    You must think I'm crazy . Exams is coming soon less than 2 weeks and I'm sitting at my computer writing crap . But I really don't have any mood to study . It can be kind of boring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'sometimes' ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                      Today has been a very busy day . Going to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' rumah terbuka ' for ' Hari Raya ' . &lt;/span&gt;Going from house to house . This morning , I woke up at 10 am . Watching cartoon at tv . Just at the time I wanted to take a shower , the electricity went off ! Luckily , it wasn't at night . If not , it can be kind of scary . Bathing in the dark toilet . It'll be even scarier if you have a very big mirror in your bathroom ! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;scary ...&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                     Then , I went to Restoran Yusram Thai . The food was okay but we got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RM3 duit raya &lt;/span&gt;, a magazine , two books and a key chain . So I was happy :) Later on , my friend and I wen to another's friend house . The food there was superb ! Rendang , lemang and curry :)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;sedapnyee ... . We got RM 5 as ang pau :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;          The third place was my Moral teacher's house . There were so many people ! One group goes , another group comes . Ya , they had a lot of delicious food . But ...hmmm...sedehnya .The last one was my friend's house . It wasn't actually open but we went there just to visit . We ate some cookies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          At last , I reached home at 7.05 pm . Half day , visiting houses . :) Now : Doing nothing . I have no idea why I feel my bones are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' rapuh ' &lt;/span&gt;. As if , it's going to break any  time .Anyway , my story of 'Jalan-jalan , cari makan ' ends here . If you want to go to any open houses next year , just give  me a call : 35554677-078-776 43 231 . I know my number is 'kind of long ' . but that is why it's special . It's called ' The Pluto Line ' . Only people who live at Pluto will be able to call this number ...haha ...:P ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5091198045762041295?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5091198045762041295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5091198045762041295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5091198045762041295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5091198045762041295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/10/diary-jalan-jalan-cari-makan.html' title='Diary : Jalan-jalan , Cari Makan'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-7373625924448466129</id><published>2008-09-19T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:36:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special : Recipe For Hapiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SNPwwvVsBQI/AAAAAAAAABA/sX6S_KAbwfI/s1600-h/happy_family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SNPwwvVsBQI/AAAAAAAAABA/sX6S_KAbwfI/s320/happy_family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247802710948578562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preparation time : A lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 cups of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 cup of kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 handful of hard times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 teaspoon of goodwill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 teaspoon of patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 liter of prayers for mixing smiles to taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 . First , pour in three cups of love and a cup of kindness . Mix and taste .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. If the mixture tastes too sweet , add some hard times .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. If too many stones form , add a teaspoon of goodwill and a tablespoon of patience .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Then , throw in a few smiles and mix well .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. To make everything mix well , add in a cup of prayers . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There is no fixed recipe of happiness . Include or exclude ingredients according to taste *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-got from the English Text Book ( Form 1 ) ..page 197&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/4016597449964408533-7373625924448466129?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/7373625924448466129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=7373625924448466129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7373625924448466129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/7373625924448466129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/09/special-recipe-for-hapiness.html' title='Special : Recipe For Hapiness'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/SNPwwvVsBQI/AAAAAAAAABA/sX6S_KAbwfI/s72-c/happy_family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-786118188765185731</id><published>2008-09-04T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:15:38.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For A Miracle ( Short Story )</title><content type='html'>I never thought that I would be here . Everything I had , I lost . All in an blink of an eye . The tragedy that took my loved ones away .Leaving me all alone . All by myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The voice of my History teacher woke me up and brought me back to the present .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Marie , what were you dreaming about ? Your boyfriend ? " &lt;/span&gt;shouted Mr.Farid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I stood there silently without an answer as he look at me straight into my eyes . He was holding a long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'rotan'&lt;/span&gt; waiting for my answer for the previous history question . I could already feel myself sweating . I knew it was coming and it did . I shouted in pain . Both of my palms was reddish turning blue .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Everyone in the class was silently laughing at my stupidity . All of them except for my close friend , Sheila . She was giving me a signal . Telling me that everything was going to be fine . ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          No one in the class really understands me except for Sheila . She's just like me . An alien . No one really cares or loves us . To them , we are just some people who have lost their families . It stops till there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         If you were wondering if we ever had the wanting of a real family , of course we have . We want a real family. To feel some love and care but we knew it was impossible . You can never bring the dead to live . The dead will always stay dead .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I knew deep down in my hear , I wanted something . Something or someone who could fill the emptiness in my heart . My life . I want my family back . I want to live in the past . All I wanted was the impossible . I dream the impossible . Things that will always remain as dreams .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Back then , I was waiting . I am still waiting . I am waiting for a miracle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..katz...alwayz&amp;amp;for&lt;/span&gt;evaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-786118188765185731?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/786118188765185731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=786118188765185731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/786118188765185731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/786118188765185731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/09/waiting-for-miracle-short-story.html' title='Waiting For A Miracle ( Short Story )'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-9182630007772683741</id><published>2008-08-21T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:51:48.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evilness of the Night (A Five Minute Poem)</title><content type='html'>Faded into the darkness of the night ,&lt;br /&gt;The soul that keeps people living ,&lt;br /&gt;The lonely spirit singing a song ,&lt;br /&gt;Followed by the screams of the children .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents who fear ,&lt;br /&gt;Close their windows ,&lt;br /&gt;To protect their children ,&lt;br /&gt;From the evilness of the night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is now ,&lt;br /&gt;When the full moon arises ,&lt;br /&gt;You can see it in their eyes ,&lt;br /&gt;Fear deep down .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town is silent ,&lt;br /&gt;No one dares to make a sound ,&lt;br /&gt;The vampires are out ,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for it's next victim .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...katz..alwayz..foreverz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..i wrote this poem in five minutes ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..had to present the poem to the whole class for oral !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..is my poem okay ? * for 5 minutes * &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-9182630007772683741?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5779865612527566871</id><published>2008-06-28T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:06:56.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has It All Gone ?</title><content type='html'>Is this how life should be ?&lt;br /&gt;Full of hatred and wrath ?&lt;br /&gt;The wanting of revenge burning inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peace , the love , the joy ,&lt;br /&gt;Where has it all gone ?&lt;br /&gt;Hidden somewhere so we cant see ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's true it's hiding ,&lt;br /&gt;I want to search for it ,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think I can live without it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness , the word that we often use ,&lt;br /&gt;But does it exist in the world today ?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel that it's fading slowly day by day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , almost everyday of our life ,&lt;br /&gt;We have to fake a smile so people can't see ,&lt;br /&gt;The pain we feel inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugthers heard , smiles are seen ,&lt;br /&gt;But it is all just an act ,&lt;br /&gt;To fool us from the truth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is the peace , the love and the joy ?&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I'm feeling is pain ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...katz...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5779865612527566871?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5779865612527566871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5779865612527566871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>I try to be who you want me to be ,&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not me ,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect , can't you understand ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm hot-tempered and is bad at style ,&lt;br /&gt;That I cry too much and I'm immature ,&lt;br /&gt;But's that's who I want to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you say , I won't listen ,&lt;br /&gt;You try to break me down but I'm strong ,&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me , I won't cry ,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I got friends to support me by .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends , they are not like you ,&lt;br /&gt;They stick by me no matter what happens ,&lt;br /&gt;They don't fake just to be cool ,&lt;br /&gt;People just accept them for who they are .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you anymore in my life ,&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized ,&lt;br /&gt;You are not who I thought you were ,&lt;br /&gt;That you're just one of the little stones that I pass by ,&lt;br /&gt;So now it's time to say goodbye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kat...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4255750492727274088?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4255750492727274088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4255750492727274088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4255750492727274088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4255750492727274088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-being-me.html' title='Just Being Me'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-1597163825774122451</id><published>2008-05-22T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:39:19.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Trying Too Hard by Little Kat</title><content type='html'>...just a little sneak peek &lt;em&gt;( did i spell that correctly ? ) &lt;/em&gt;of the story i'm writing ... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prologue ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sometimes , when you’re sitting on the chair out of the garden thinking of something . You don’t actually realize that time flies .When you are just starting a new year , another new year is about to come . It sounds weird and strange in a way but it’s true . Don’t you agree ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually keep ourselves busy with work , school and stuff and keep forgetting what really matters in our life . Family and friends especially . Those who we really care and love are those who which usually we abandon . Most of the time , life’s fears get the better of us . You get what I mean ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are scared of a lot of stuff . Our fears . We are worried about how people look at us and what they think about us ? We’re scared they’ll realized that we actually have flaws when we seem so perfect . Until at one point , the fear is nothing more but ourselves .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to be an expert or anything . It’s just how I feel and I’m sure sometimes you feel like that too . Just trying too hard . It happens to all of us . Everyone . No one is singled out in this matter . Even the celebrities and the all-time super stars face this . The bitchy people who seem so evil even worries about this stuff ! Imagine !? Top super stars that get like fifty thousand a month or maybe a week worries about this little stuff ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing to be ashamed . All of us are the same . Each of us have flaws either in or out . They say flaws make us ‘ ugly’ or maybe ‘ not perfect . Who is ? But flaws are the ones that make us perfect in a way . We think about the negative part of ourselves so much that we forget our positive side . About why people like us ? Why people always want to be with us ? There must be a hidden something inside of us . Something special that no one else have . Something that makes people attracted to us . Not in the ‘ boy-girl’ way but in a ‘friend-friend’ way . Maybe one day someone just have to wake us up and tell us ‘ Hey , everything’s fine ! You’re perfect just the way you are !”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this , I personally want to tell that you are perfect the way you . You don’t have to change just because someone wants you to . In the end , the real you is all that matters . The you that people really treasures .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , people will just tease you and call you names and suck you in a hole . Hidden from the world . You must always know that in life, that kind of things happen and there are also people who will be there to guide you . When you are walking the road , you take a look back and you’ll see someone smiling at you . Sort of a way telling you that you’re not alone . Learn from the past and take a step forward . Don’t fall down and give up instead stand up again and walk up straight . If you fall again , get up again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it”&lt;br /&gt;George Santayana ( The Life of Reason , Volume 1 : 1:1905 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the past be the one to guide you to face the future . Learn from the past and use it as a weapon to face the future .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope u liked it ...=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kat...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-1597163825774122451?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/1597163825774122451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=1597163825774122451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1597163825774122451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1597163825774122451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-trying-too-hard-by-little-kat.html' title='Just Trying Too Hard by Little Kat'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-245076069289955473</id><published>2008-05-22T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:13:26.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary : Time Really Flies</title><content type='html'>Hello , everyone ! Today I'm so happy ! It's my last day of exam ..my mid-year exam and then it'll be da holidays !!! Yahoooo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I'll be going to two places during the holidays ! Universiti Malaya and also my church camp ! I'm so happy ! =) Actually , it's kind of weird to know how time passes so fast ! January , my first day to school and now it's already going to be June . In another six months more , it will be 2009 ! Which that 6 months would actually feel like 6 days ...hahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I think I would spend by holidays by writing my story . My latest teen story that's I'm currently working on ...hahaha.... And ya , I'll be posting a little bit of my story in my next post =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kat...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-245076069289955473?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/245076069289955473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=245076069289955473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/245076069289955473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/245076069289955473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-really-flies.html' title='Diary : Time Really Flies'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2503548174690922345</id><published>2008-04-30T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:35:06.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich , Poor to A Lucky Man</title><content type='html'>There one was a kind and rich man in the village . He always help poor people until they had enough money to buy a mini house to stay . They said to the rich man " Pak Tolong , you've help us so much . When you are in trouble , we will help you . The rich man's name was Pak Tolong that is why he like to help .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pooerpeople help Pak Tolong when he was in trouble . All the villagers like Pak Tolong . One unlucky day , Pak Tolong went bankrap &lt;em&gt;( manglish ...) &lt;/em&gt;He had to sell his house to other people so he took out some things from his house . His bank was only 200 dolars but in his piggy bank was at least 1,000 . He took all the money from his house and bank .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Pak Tolong started finding a place . He soon found a place that is on the pavement of the road . Eventhough he is poor , he was happy that he can be still alive till this day now . Because he is in his 70's that is 75 years old . Suddenly , some people pass by and they some money to Pak Tolong and the people is who Pak Tolong helped ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morningat about 8 a.m. , Pak Tolong woke up . When he went out , he was shocked to see a big lory in front of him . He said to the driver " Why did you bring this lorry here ? " . The driver answered " I came here with this lorry to help you put your things in the lorry because your best friend of Encik Kamal Jon wanted you to stay with him . " Ok then . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 a.m , they reach Encik Kamal's house . And then , Encik Kamal came out and said to Pak Tolong " Sorry , because you must stay outside in the garden . But better right ? " Of courselah better . " Pak Tolong answered . &lt;em&gt;( okay ....this part kinda don't make sense ...hehe ..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO GOOD , REWARD BEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( is the story okay ??? Ya , there are a lot of grammar mistakes ... cause i wrote it when i was young ...anyway , i hope you enjoyed it =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This story was made : 2005 , 10 years old &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...kat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2503548174690922345?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2503548174690922345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2503548174690922345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2503548174690922345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2503548174690922345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/04/continuation-of-little-stories.html' title='Rich , Poor to A Lucky Man'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3463267405703239363</id><published>2008-04-29T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:34:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mouse and The Good Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;..it's a very funiiii ..( no sense ) story .....a lot of grammar mistakes ..hehe....i was small ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;While Mrs.Mouse was walking . She saw Mr.Tiger . " Hi , Mr.Tiger ! " said Mrs.Mouse . " Hi, little mouse ! " Mr.Tiger answered .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.Mouse asked " How are you ? " Are you well already ? " Mr.Tiger answered . " I am fine . By the way ,I'm already well . Mrs.Mouse , my real name is Tiger Arinona Lin Choow .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What a beautiful name " said Mrs.Mouse . Mr.Tiger said " Oh ! Thank you ! Actually Arinona means fight against evil and Lin Choow means be good .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What do you eat ? " asked Mrs.Mouse . " I only eat vegetables , grass and fruits " answered Mr.Tiger . Mrs.Mouse asked " Don't you eat meat ? " . " No , I don't cause I'm half human " answered Mr.Tiger .&lt;em&gt; ( ..yeah ..go on and laugh ! ) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the tiger is almost going off . Mrs.Mouse asked " Wait ! Mr.Tiger ! What did you mean ? "&lt;br /&gt;Then . Mr.Tiger turned bacl to explain . " Mrs.Mouse . It is about when I was a human . Suddenly , a bad witch cast a spell on me and I became a tiger . That is why I'm called half-human . I came to this forest because I don't want to scare my friends and family , you see . But the witch once told me to find a person . The person is Minos the good girl . That is the only person I can hold too . She can break the spell you see . She is a tiger too . If she breaks my spell , then she be free too . So I need to go ." The tiger went off .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Then suddenly , he saw Minos . " Minos ! Wait ! " Lin Choow called up . Minos looked behind to see who is calling her name . " Yes ? " adked Minos .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          " Minos , can you help me ? " . " Ok " . said Minos . " Can you break the spell on me ? I'm just like you . " Ok " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then Minos and Lin Choow did the ceremony .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       ' Boom , bomm . The witch .&lt;br /&gt;                         Make us change ,&lt;br /&gt;                        Back to our normal shape ,&lt;br /&gt;                      And we will never be cursed again ,&lt;br /&gt;                        Boon ! Boon ! The witch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          And then Minos and Lin Choow became humans back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP EACH OTHER ALWAYS ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you are laughing you head off ! Hey ! I was small ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This story was made : 2003 , 8 years old =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...kat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3463267405703239363?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3463267405703239363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3463267405703239363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3463267405703239363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3463267405703239363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/04/mouse-and-good-tiger.html' title='The Mouse and The Good Tiger'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2290997251209097537</id><published>2008-04-29T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T05:52:38.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Stories by A Little Girl</title><content type='html'>Hello , people ! It's me again . I'm so sorry because I didn't posted anything lately . I was very busy escpially with school . And now , the mid-year exams are coming ! study .... study...... study ... I don't have no idea why I'm here right now on the computer when I should be actually studying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Before I forget , I want to thank everyone who visits my blogspot . =) If possible , could you leave a comment ? A short one will do :) It's just so I can know you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Okay , enought of the talking now . Now you might be wondering why I chose this topic ' Little Stories by A Little Girl ' Because after this post for this month , I will be posting poems , stories or you can call it writings that I did when I was just a little girl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't mind some grammar mistakes ( a lot of ) ..hehehe.... I was small that time ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy reading ! Don't forget to leave a comment ! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...kat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2290997251209097537?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2290997251209097537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2290997251209097537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2290997251209097537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2290997251209097537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-stories-by-little-girl.html' title='Little Stories by A Little Girl'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-2800747341905638184</id><published>2008-02-09T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:28:47.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgetable ...</title><content type='html'>So it was their 7th month anniversery and the girl calls her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl:I love you.&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:Yeah I know everyone does!-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Really?- Boy:Yeah...everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday.- Girl:Oh...but am I only your friend?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:No...you're my girlfriend...why?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:So when I say I love you I really do mean it.-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Yeah I know you do mean it...its just that you dont need to tell me that you love me anymore cuz I know you love me since the day we been together and i love you more each and everyday.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:......-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:So wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7month anniversary?&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:Yeah...where?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:I dont know...maybe movie then dinner?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Ok.- Boy: Ill pick you up after I get off and getready ok?&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:Ok. What time do you get off?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:In 2 hours and then I gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 mintues...-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:hey...I thought you didnt have worktoday...-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:One of my co-workers called in sick.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Oh okay! So sill see you around 7:30then?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Yeah! and babe?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yeah?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:I love you.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:I love you too!-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Ok my manager is like looking at me so yeah.... i gotta go.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Ok bye.-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Bye.&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;The guy drives to his girlfriends house and walks up to the door and ring the bell.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Wassup...you ready?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Um...wait...let me get my bag and we can go ok?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Ok.They both watched a movie and atedinner...once they were done eatingthey headed back to the car but beforeshe got into the car...-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Wait! Can I blind fold you?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Why??!-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Its a suprise.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:What kind of suprise?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:A big one.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while we'redriving.-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:I promise.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Ok blind fold me..&lt;br /&gt;.So they drove off...........and then they stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:Ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Where?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Wait let me walk you to the place!-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:What place?-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her onthe lips)-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Baby!...The boy walks her to the place.-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Ok...let me take the blind fold off.-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Where are we?&lt;br /&gt;He takes it off her and she opens hereyes and sees the view of the city andat that same spot...that's where he first asked her to be his girlfriend....&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:Omg...(tears come down)-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Why are you crying?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:This is where you first asked me out...-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:What are you doing the rest of yourlife? (he asked on his knees and afterhe says that...behind him...in the air he says "Will you marry me?" in fireworks)-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:(tears come down faster)-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:I wasnt at work when you called me...Iwas planning this whole thing!-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Get up!-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Yeah?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:(kisses him)-&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Is that a yes or a no?-&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-2800747341905638184?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/2800747341905638184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=2800747341905638184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2800747341905638184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/2800747341905638184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-it-was-their-7th-month-anniversery.html' title='Unforgetable ...'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-5694889831989986373</id><published>2008-02-09T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:19:00.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do Boys Like Girls ???</title><content type='html'>( this was written by a guy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Girl's always smell good even if itis just shampoo&lt;br /&gt;2. The way their head always finds theright spot onour shoulders&lt;br /&gt;3. How cute they look when they sleep&lt;br /&gt;4. The ease in which they fit into ourarms&lt;br /&gt;5 . The way they kiss you and all ofsudden everythingin the world is right&lt;br /&gt;6. How cute they are when they eat&lt;br /&gt;7. The way it takes them hours to getdressed but inthe end it's all worth while&lt;br /&gt;8. Because they are always warm evenif it's -30outside&lt;br /&gt;9. They look good no matter what theywear&lt;br /&gt;10. The way they fish for complimentseven though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful girl on earth&lt;br /&gt;11. How cute they are when they argue&lt;br /&gt;12. The way her hand always findsyours&lt;br /&gt;13 . The way they smile&lt;br /&gt;14. The way you feel after you see hername on yourcell after you just had a big fight&lt;br /&gt;15. The way they say "lets not fightanymore"- eventhough you know that an hour later...1&lt;br /&gt;6. The way they kiss you after afight&lt;br /&gt;17 . The way they kiss you after yousay "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;18. Actually..The way they kiss you...&lt;br /&gt;19. The way they fall into your armswhen they cry&lt;br /&gt;20. The way they apologize aftercrying oversomething that silly&lt;br /&gt;21. The way they hit you and expect itto hurt *ithink every girl is guilty of this! :)&lt;br /&gt;22. Then the way they apologize whenit does hurt(even though we don't admit it)&lt;br /&gt;23. The way they say "i miss you"&lt;br /&gt;24. The way you miss them&lt;br /&gt;25. The way their tears make you wantto change the world so it doesn't hurt her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet regardless if you love them, hatethem, wish theywould die or know that you would die without them, it matters not!&lt;br /&gt;Because once in yourlife, whatever they are to the world, they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, travel the depths of thei rsouls and say a million things without trace of sound,you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beats of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper do it justice. It is a thing of not the mind but the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-5694889831989986373?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/5694889831989986373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=5694889831989986373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5694889831989986373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/5694889831989986373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-do-boys-like-girls.html' title='Why Do Boys Like Girls ???'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-180241134431705182</id><published>2008-02-09T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T10:01:14.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Lover Are You ???</title><content type='html'>GEMINI -HARD LOVER&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. dual personalities. Loves relationships, Addictive. Loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER-SWEET TALKER(6/22-7/22)&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser.One of a kind. Loves being In long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceedyour expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA-GOOD IN BED(9/23-10/22)&lt;br /&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the lastword. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around. Extremely weird but in agood way. Good Sense of Humor!!!Thoughtful. Always gets what he or shewants. Loves to joke. Very popular.Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - THE ONE U CANT TOUCH(1/20-2/18)&lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how toHave fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. Their love is one of a kind.Unpredictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Attractive. Loud. Talkative.Not one to mess with. Rare to find.Good when found .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.PISCES - THE SEX ADDICT(2/19-3/20)&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor.Energetic. Predict future. BESTkisser. Always get what they want.Very Attractive. Easy going. RAREFind. GOOD when found. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative.Romantic. Caring. NOT one to mess with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - THE SEX MANIAC(7/23-8/22)&lt;br /&gt;Very talkative. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind.Silly, Fun and SEXY. Have own unique appeal. Irresistible. Most caring person you'll ever meet! however not the kind of person you wanna mess with...they will kick your ass... u might end up crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES- THE PLAYER(3/21-4/19)&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in bed... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Trustworthy. Always happy.Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERYFORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. SAGITTARIUS-THE BEST SEXUAL PARTNER(11/22-12/21)Love to bust. Nice. Sassy.Intelligent. EXTREMELY SEXY. Predict future. Loves being in long relationships. Has lots of friends.Great talker. Always gets what he or  she wants. Also not a fighter, but if they have to, they will also knock thel ights out of you if it comes down to it.Cool. Loves to own Geminis' insports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke.Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS- THE BAD BOY OR GIRL(4/20-5/20)&lt;br /&gt;Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great attelling Stories. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN-THE SEXY ONE(12/22-1/19)&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always Wants the last word. Caring. Smart.Sweet. Loud.Loyal. Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please.Loves to smile.Beautiful laughter.Patient.Cautious.Bit of naughty.The one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - THE ONE !(10/23-11/21)Loves being in long relationships.Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Best kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. ONE OF A KIND.Gorgeous Smile.Not one to mess with. The best sexual partners in the zodiac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-180241134431705182?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/180241134431705182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=180241134431705182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/180241134431705182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/180241134431705182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-lover-are-you.html' title='What Lover Are You ???'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-1443556658301977905</id><published>2008-02-09T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T09:48:22.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Love</title><content type='html'>He handed her 14 roses.13 roses are real &amp;amp; 1 is fake.&lt;br /&gt;He said I'll love you untilthe last one dies..&lt;br /&gt;She gladly accepted them.&lt;br /&gt;But when she grabbed them ,&lt;br /&gt;She said "One of these is fake!"&lt;br /&gt;He said "Exactly. That's because I will love you forever."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-1443556658301977905?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/1443556658301977905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=1443556658301977905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1443556658301977905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/1443556658301977905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/02/forever-love.html' title='Forever Love'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-3540472168893472772</id><published>2008-01-12T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:45:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and Girls</title><content type='html'>Boys make commotion,&lt;br /&gt;Girls give their devotion ,&lt;br /&gt;With a special potion ,&lt;br /&gt;Full of emotion .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kat...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-3540472168893472772?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/3540472168893472772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=3540472168893472772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3540472168893472772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/3540472168893472772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/01/boys-and-girls.html' title='Boys and Girls'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016597449964408533.post-4524944094051485186</id><published>2008-01-12T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:10:27.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary : My Life in the Holidays</title><content type='html'>Hey , everyone ! Katherine's here ! I'm just going to tell you about me and my life !&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost , as you know ... this year will be my first year to secondary school . I used to be in 1 Putra but now I'll be changing to 1 Perdana ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         As on the weekdays , my life is a rush ! Going back and forth to school . Since my school is at afternoon , there will be many activities held in the morning . And when I reach home , I'll be exsausted ! I guess that's a student's life , yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I have more rest on the weekends . As weekends is the time to relax !!! Shopping , sleeping and all ... On Sundays , I go to church :) I am very happy I have reached 13 this year cause I'm officially in the church youth !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I went to a camp at Tapah last year :) It was my first youth camp and it was very fun ! We went for night hiking in the rain and I terkena one small little leech ...hehe...very cute !!! Some of my friends also terkena but they're more unlucky cause sometimes the leech bit can bleed for a few days ! We also went for stream trotting . Before reaching the waterfall , we went through the rivers . Very fun !!! My friends and I were splashing water at each other . Indeed it is a experience and one that I would never forget . Being there , I could forget all of my problems ...&lt;br /&gt;On the last night , we had BBQ night ! :) It was very sad we had to leave that place :( This year , we would have our annual church camp that will be held around June that is around my b'day ! I just can't wait ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I know it's just a start of a new year and the camp is 5 months from now ... but I'm already looking forward . Very excited ! Without realizing , it would already be June ! Cause time really flies . Sometimes , I think of my past , the first time I entered kindergarden ( when I was 4 ) and now I'm already 13 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , I guess we really have to cherish the time we have now before it slips out of our hands . So everyone , don't always think of your problems ! Just enjoy life !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kat...alwayz&amp;amp;foreverz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016597449964408533-4524944094051485186?l=katherineong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/feeds/4524944094051485186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4016597449964408533&amp;postID=4524944094051485186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4524944094051485186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4016597449964408533/posts/default/4524944094051485186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katherineong.blogspot.com/2008/01/students-life.html' title='Diary : My Life in the Holidays'/><author><name>Katherine's Little World</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07963643696218415413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2kbXbD8hGg/TRiCrxVCF_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pCUqbNYqO1c/S220/cute%2Bme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
