<?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-19886509</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:08:27.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-3645856541964670128</id><published>2008-03-01T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:28:00.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good life!</title><content type='html'>Have not been going to work for about a month by now :p was sent for training from the company. Seeing how much i like studying and going home on time when the class is over, i have been enjoying myself tremendously and will enjoy the remaining one month :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few jokers in class, they make school worth going haha.. had some pressure to pass the papers but its really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through this period i have learn to enjoy the moment thats called NOW. when i was at work, i drag my feet to the training as i thought i will miss out the fun days at work, now that i am in training, my heart feels slightly heavy that i will part with my classmates :D so i told myself to enjoy the now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it actually make me feel very grateful as i realize that wherever i go, i have my fill of fun :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-3645856541964670128?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/3645856541964670128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=3645856541964670128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/3645856541964670128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/3645856541964670128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-life.html' title='Good life!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-7956921444709444804</id><published>2007-12-25T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:40:42.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It is Christmas morn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it to bits =) Jesus is born to die to give me a higher life, a life above circumstances coz He died to make me a champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the time where the love of God manifested in people's heart, it's the time when everybody want to give coz God has given us so much! The time when people are willing to part with their money to make others happy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the season when I thank the Lord for the abundant life He has given me, for His love, for his blessings that chases, overtakes and embraces my whole being. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is born and He died for you! =D MERRY CHRISTMAS WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-7956921444709444804?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/7956921444709444804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=7956921444709444804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/7956921444709444804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/7956921444709444804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-4497677139687544206</id><published>2007-12-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T23:48:15.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>Har har har... I am back after 2 yrs absence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt realise that I use to write such long blogs :p as usual, I do have lots to say :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been feeling extremely lazy to go to work, prob coz its the end of the year. Anyway, today is sunday and we have combined service @ indoor. It was great coz all of my buddies are there!! It was so exciting reserving 22 seats with maya har har har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have sarah, hubby and her cousin, maya family and frenz, and a bunch of ex rpb-ians namely ms Th, hubby and sis-in-law, princessbobo, ah mel and wes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still don't feel like going to work.. haiz...nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-4497677139687544206?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/4497677139687544206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=4497677139687544206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/4497677139687544206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/4497677139687544206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2007/12/back.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-114134799620336978</id><published>2006-03-03T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:06:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days that I love ^^</title><content type='html'>Things that I do everyday;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am in morning shift:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake at 7.10am, shower, brush teeth, wash face, pick the clothing i wanna wear.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dash to the bus stop, put on my make-up accordingly (when the bus come immediately, put nothing. when the bus come relatively fast, put powder. when the bus took eternity to come, put powder, blush on, eye shadow, mascara and lipstick -_-")&lt;br /&gt;3. Read a book that i picked from the library throughout the journey --&gt; if i didn't say hi to any acquintances in buses, mrt or the road, it is not because i hate them. I just don't see them. Haiz... must I always look out for ppl... U_U&lt;br /&gt;4. Reach office, set up my laptop, go eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sit down, check my emails, list down the work i need to complete today, go IRC.&lt;br /&gt;6. Work, chat, read manga, do some of my editing work, and drink water.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;8. Work, chat, read manga, do some of my editing work, and drink water.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go my BF house, eat dinner, play games, watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;10.Go home, watch VCD (when friends was still on in Star world, VCD will be stopped at 11pm to make way for FRIENDS.)&lt;br /&gt;11.Go to Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do afternoon shift:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake at 9.30am, brush teeth, drink water, go to gym, cook lunch (mainly consist of instant noodle), watch VCD.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shower, wash face, pick the clothing i wanna wear, dash to the bus stop, put on my make-up accordingly (when the bus come immediately, put nothing. when the bus come relatively fast, put powder. when the bus took eternity to come, put powder, blush on, eye shadow, mascara and lipstick -_-")&lt;br /&gt;3. Read a book that i picked from the library throughout the journey --&gt; if i didn't say hi to any acquintances in buses, mrt or the road, it is not because i hate them. I just don't see them. Haiz... must I always look out for ppl... U_U&lt;br /&gt;4. Reach office, set up my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sit down, check my emails, list down the work i need to complete today, go IRC.&lt;br /&gt;6. Work, chat, read manga, do some of my editing work, and drink water.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;8. Work, chat, read manga, do some of my editing work, and drink water.&lt;br /&gt;9. Go home, watch VCD (when friends was still on in Star world, VCD will be stopped at 11pm to make way for FRIENDS.)&lt;br /&gt;11.Go to Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u think huh? nice ah... fufufu.. I totally love it.. hahaha... Take care ppl.. time for work... ciao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-114134799620336978?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/114134799620336978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=114134799620336978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/114134799620336978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/114134799620336978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2006/03/days-that-i-love.html' title='Days that I love ^^'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113772205815590131</id><published>2006-01-20T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:31:33.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to my study friends!</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking in the past few days, that I have an extremely good life. I thank dear Jesus for that, and also my dear loved ones and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the purpose of the title, I would like to give my thanks to the friends that have been there in my study time. The study journey I undertook was smooth sailing for me up to my secondary school days =p I kinda flunk in my JC time, but was revived in my Stansfield days! I have now landed in a good job, so no complain (except for the darn office politics! which I guess abounds in every other office, so really.. no complain ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinder garten up to SMP 3 in Indonesia, I would like to present the tribute to... *drum rolls* NOBODY!!! fufufufu.. not because I hate my friends or what.. it's just that we practically never study then.. hohoho.. so i can only say thanks to friends that have been playing hard with me.. hahaha... some that I remember Dinda, Ane, Punti, Abigail, Ruth, Belle, Shinta, Bonnie, Uthan, one short guy really a good friend now totally can't remember his name it start with an S =p sorry kiddo (I think it's Stephano =p), Andy, Albert and blah blah blah that I cant remember now.. I really had a great time.. and I have lost contact with all of them.. If any of you know them.. tell them that I miss them terribly and God bless them abundantly for giving me such good memories! We studied in SMP strada st. anna, and we are born around 1980 to 1981 hehehe... One time, we run away from school and abigail (age 14 then) was driving us around town... *whisper* my mom dun know about that till now... (don't tell her.. *pinkie promise*) =p at times we ran out from school just to go n eat bakso! miss you guys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparatory course in Singapore.. a tribute to ta-da... no surprise, no one again.. hahaha.. never study.. was having good time with Erna, Lita, Natalia, and a bunch of indonesian and thailand friends (there were two little thai boys that was really close friends with us, but can't remember their name ^^) and all the ppl in 33 Devonshire rd! We do things together like skate, rollerblade, sleep late, wake up late for exams (gahhh.. flunk my Nan chiau entrance exam, coz never attend -_-") and most important of all.. spend the money our parents give us! hahaha.. love u guys... &lt;br /&gt;Here is the photo of the two boys, I think their names are kit and boat =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/6282/katnboat3ja.jpg" ALT="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/6282/katnboat3ja.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary two... Studying for exam in the reading room at the river valley community centre.. Thanks to Ah yong and Ah sen for accompanying me eating milo bars there.. hahaha... as expected, never study much.. the highlight of the days were dashing down to the mama shop below pacific mansion! then we walk to the cc, and try to eat quietly in the reading room coz actually no eating and drinking there =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec three.. can't remember that I study... -_-" againnnn... only remember going to school with Juju and start doing the thing that she hate... sleep in the bus... leaving her "cengo" on her own.. Thank you for not hitting me in my sleep... ^^ I also remember I like to go across the road to her apartment.. stay in her cozy home, admire her rooms and go downstairs to swim.. hahaha.. I still remember we once do quiz in the swimming pool at night.. I hate that Nina, Nini, Nino, Ninu and.... Nine quiz.. hahaha.. we were waddling in the kids pool when she ask me that "stupid" quiz that make me look really stupid... hahaha.. love you girl.. ^^ Below is our photo during a class outing.. class 403 of QSS without the purple skirts hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/7619/40311ff.jpg" ALT="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/7619/40311ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec four.. TRIBUTE finally given to....... Stella Marisa!!! guess wats our nickname... "The walking nerd!" --&gt; I still haven't found out who comes out with this cheesy name =p we were like siamese twins.. hover around town and church together with that damned geography book! I still have our photo that was taken after studying geography for hours.. we look terrible.. =( Judge for urself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/466/stellani5xk.jpg" ALT="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/466/stellani5xk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC time... I practically never study.. was too tired commuting from River Valley to Jurong Juniour College.. I spend 3 hours a day, commuting to n fro.. but I have good friends that tried to help me.. Tribute presented to Sok Peng and the other two guys that I remember the face and forget the name (something looks like J***xiong, both guys name start with J i think =p) gomenasai!! *bow* I ruin my A level cert with my lack of study.. Sincere apology to myself, my lecturers Mr. Physics (forget the kind guy name.. he was my library mentor also), Ms. Joyce (I think, or maybe Joy) Mr. Ho, Mr. Chu, Mr. Auyang, and the 2 GP lecturer that made me write 2 article reviews per week... =p and my friends from 99s14 and 99s5 that try to help me.. I apologize on behalf of the lazy bum in me... *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 1 UOL programme.. stansfield college.. TRIBUTE! definately deserve one! Keagan, Chen Boon and Zann and also shijian.. I also have our studying photo below.. They practically drag me out of home early in the morning to late at night.. we can be found in empty classrooms, library study rooms or McDonalds from January 2002 up to June 2002 every monday to friday 9am to 10pm. We were those seat hoggers that you hate! Hehehe... But, I did well for my first year exam because of the constant nagging and dragging me around the paper, pencils and erasers... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/6614/stans3wp.jpg" ALT="http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/6614/stans3wp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2! Tribute to Yiyi (My ex-roomates), Ruihong and Andrew.. Venue were then changed to Our (yiyi and me) home.. We studied in that dark dingy dining room or the pool side.. It was quite fun... and am a major distraction.. everybody want to study, and all i wan was eat and chat... again.. gomenasai... We were eating quite a lot of snack then.. hahaha.. the highlight of the days were going out for dinner before coming back to study.. kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 3! Tribute!!! to my boyfriend Zhao Shijie.. hehehe.. we mostly studied at his place... we always ate supper... eat late night porridge nearby his house, or we would walk to mustafa (it opens 24hrs!) to buy snack.. hahaha.. but everything went well.. We both graduate with a reasonable result ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my study journey!! fun filled days of my life! Gracias! Wishing all the best for all of you! I have now started the "Journey of A Working Adult" I hope in a few years time, i will be able to write tributes to great colleagues and hopefully bosses and subordinates.. hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113772205815590131?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113772205815590131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113772205815590131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113772205815590131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113772205815590131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2006/01/tribute-to-my-study-friends.html' title='A tribute to my study friends!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113739650708289503</id><published>2006-01-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T15:47:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manga and me.. Part 1 - Candy candy and Mary-chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;We have long history.. Dated back to when I was six or seven years old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 24 years old (should I be happy or wat??? -_-") and am still addicted to manga.. The worst thing is I cannot remember what I learn in school last year, but I can totally remember the story of "Candy-candy" that I read 17 years ago! OMG! that's such a long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A re-cap: candy grow up in orphanage with anne.. anne was adopted by rich family.. nobody wants candy coz she is very unlady-like.. then blah blah blah.. she met anthony, stear and archie.. they have great times together.. I really like their three gates.. hehehe.. then anthony and her were in love with each other, unfortunately... *sob sob* anthony died in a hunting accident.. that was volume two.. I was utterly dismayed by then... T.T then she was adopted by this William guy which later turn out to be the same person with albert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long story.. but the most memorable incidents that is etched in my memory are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Candy met young Albert near the orphanage&lt;br /&gt;2. Candy met the Anthony that look totally like young Albert (I think Albert is anthony's uncle or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;3. Anthony died *CRY BIGTIME*&lt;br /&gt;4. They go to the school&lt;br /&gt;5. Anne pretend she didn't know candy&lt;br /&gt;6. Candy meet Terry&lt;br /&gt;7. war time - Stear died *sob sob* I remember the time when he gave candy the musical box.. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.............&lt;br /&gt;8. Suzanna appear - broke up with Terry gahhh...&lt;br /&gt;9. Candy taking care of Albert&lt;br /&gt;10. One idiotic cousin of Anthony (forgot his and his sister's name -_-") trying to force candy into marrying him.&lt;br /&gt;11. Albert appear as the hero...&lt;br /&gt;12. Candy remember that she saw Albert when she was six years old... (Event no.1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa... it all came to full circle.... It kind of ends just like that.. but i honestly hope that things work out between them.. (I start to sounds like a lunatic) I know that they do not even exist in the first place.. but come on.. They are my best friends.. Those events were very real in my memory... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the mangaka draw a full page for one event, with the flowers and the sun rays shining in the background with every little details taken care of, I will totally get absorbed in it... I do feel like am a little insane at times.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was little, I can draw those ballet's manga pas de deux perfectly with the face of the balerina tilted proudly and the knee length socks and sometimes the beautiful leotard... BUT.. I have lost those drawings! darn.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those ballet manga was one of my favourites... remember the mary-chan series?? yah those are the ones.. hehehe... mary and the akiras and satorus.... huehuehuehuhe... I think the mangaka totally love the name satoru and akira =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer remember the names of so many of the mary chan series but if u guys remember, there is this story on the ballet they have to perform; Hagoromo... woah... It's so beautiful... Then there are other performance like swan lake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. come to think of it, I have learn a lot of things from manga... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is the link to an anime ranking made in Japan.. Candy candy (manga from the 70s) was ranked in the 21st out of 100 in the year 2005!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/article.php?id=7455&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it fantastic?? hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a list of memorable manga and anime that was with me in my extremely early age:&lt;br /&gt;- Candy candy&lt;br /&gt;- unending series of Mary chan&lt;br /&gt;- Min min&lt;br /&gt;- Panic&lt;br /&gt;- Dragon ball&lt;br /&gt;- Doraemon&lt;br /&gt;- Pank Ponk&lt;br /&gt;- Seven Magic Flower&lt;br /&gt;- Pansy (an all time favourite ^^)&lt;br /&gt;- Kung Fu Boy&lt;br /&gt;- Saint Saiya (I can only remember Anthena and Saiya and one more long hair slightly green aura terribly handsome and mature guy -&gt; forget his name -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue on other manga on another day!&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/19886509-113739650708289503?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113739650708289503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113739650708289503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113739650708289503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113739650708289503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2006/01/manga-and-me-part-1-candy-candy-and.html' title='Manga and me.. Part 1 - Candy candy and Mary-chan'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464215363999519</id><published>2005-12-14T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:58:41.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hi ppl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is Susan reporting live from RA. The weather is looking good, my mood is way better today... I gotta be like chicken little "Today is a new day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My office is quiet, the boss is outstationed to India ("have fun there!" *wave*) for a week. I just drank a cup of milk tea (man, I can only drink a cup every week... trying to lose weight here... *frown* ppl said i look chubby...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There is advertisement on the school in the newspaper today, that means there will be ppl calling to enquire about courses--&gt; sales!! I am trying to pick up call faster than anybody else.. Therefor, I must not do things that take too much of my concentration... thus, am here, writing this =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I feel nauseous.. coz am lactose intolerant n i just drank a cup of milk tea, like i mentioned above. I also dun have enough sleep.. i dunno wat am stressed about, but lately i found myself lying awake on my bed often. I used to sleep like a log within 2 min hitting the mattress, n never wake up without the sound of the alarm hitting my ear drums (even if i accidentaly awaken from sleep, i'll get back to sleep in 30sec)... now i lay awake and accidentaly awaken n cant get back to sleep!!! I woke at 6.30am this morning!! am going crazy! man.. something is really wrong with me... very soon if u guys hear me complaining that am not eating well, please give me a call n advice me to see phsychiatrist! or rather, wait till i look less chubby then start advising me.. hhauhauhau... jk lah.. nothing serious.. just cant sleep.. i love making a mountain out of a mole hill.. do u think i can start writing a book? nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my accountant just came down... he had a two days leave n just come back today.. maybe he will be going home at 11pm tonight... fufufufu...--&gt; evil laughter.. so sad ah.. ppl go on leave n gotta come back n work twice or thrice harder.. he looked stressed.. my heart goes out to him... (n am still here typing away n not offering any help.. --&gt; wat do u wan me to do? i know nuts about accounts!)I like to count my own moeny though... heuhehuehue.. even though am not that good restraining myself spending them.. yesterday I wnt to body shop.. I wanted to use my voucher.. in the end I didn't use them and stat buying 4 in one lip gloss n they gave me a bottle of lip gloss n an eye shadow. I took the blue one, I run out of the blue one for quite sometime.. I miss my creamy ones though, cant find it in the market now =(... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;btw, good news ladies! Mango SALE start tommorow! good thing is I start work at 12 tommorow.. am going to mango first befor work.. pray for me that I wont spend to much... but i think its ok, I can just buy n keep for chinese new year, and also one of my friend is getting married next week.. so i will see if there is anything suitable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;do u feel tired reading my rants? hmm... maybe no one will be reading this.. if anyone do, they must be damn bored!! so let me entertain u some more--&gt;if u r sick of my ranting already, move ur mouse to the top right hand corner, u see a red cross? click on it. bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if u r still reading... I got nothing else to write.. heuheuhu... k lah, let me see... hmm... ermmm... oh yah.. I just update my photos in frienster, actually those photos are quite old, but am loving them, so i thought i'll share them with u guys.. especially the one where the really small n cute me riding the pony.. hehehe.. actually i have no memory of that period, but i only know that am scared of horse... there is this one time that i actually ride on a horse to take photo, I was shaking in fear but i bravely smile... the photo turn out ugly... man.. i hate that horse... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my mom said my fear of horse start when i was really young.. our family was riding on a carriage dragged by two horse, it was on chinese new year. One of the horse suddenly go weak on the knee n start buckled down on the street.. I freaked out n cry... The chinese believe that on new year you gotta wear new set of clothing for good luck.. it turn out that one of my uncle riding in the same carriage wore an old underwear -_-" that was believed as the cause for the horse to go weak on the knee LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That is the same uncle that ate my rabbit pets!!!!! I have 2 fat rabbit pets.. I went to singapore to study, telling my mom to take care of them... when i am back for holiday, I happily go to the garden to look for them.. THEY ARE GONE!!! I ask my mom where are they??? she look at me with shifty eyes... I knew something must be wrong... I cried n demand an explanation.. she finally confess that my uncle kidnapped them to make them into rabbit satay.. I have always think of him as barbarian up to today... *sniff* i miss my rabbits... The question is "did my family took part in that barbaric act??" I mean, it is impossible for my uncle to sneak into my house n to the garden n quietly sneak out of the house with two rabbit in his hand.. somebody must be conspiring with him... *shut my eyes tight* no!! I shall not believe any of my family member is involved in this barbaric act!! let me just believe that he did sneak in n out of my house.. *in a state of denial*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hmm... i have bring back bad memories.. ok now.. I have spend a long time on the journal.. i need to pack up n go for lunch.. hahaha.. i love my job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;see ya ppl... have fun... i know that some of u must also be reading this during office hour! hahaha.. am not telling ur boss... anyway... coz i dun noe who r u.. hueueuehuehuhe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ps. dun ever eat rabbit! it could be my rabbit pets' extended family member...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464215363999519?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464215363999519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464215363999519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464215363999519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464215363999519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-back.html' title='Am back!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464206334042132</id><published>2005-10-10T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:21:03.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANLID</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I found PAN LID on Saturday at bf place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I have been hunting for it for more than a week! I finally saw it dropped out of green mushroom! I finally can go level up in peace now =) I've been wanting to kill horned mushroom for days, but the thought of "the next green mush could be carrying my panlid" and the constant reminder from my bf that green mush give panlid kept me there! On sat, we r going out for dinner, I've got an hour to play. I didn't wan to play as I've got sick of green mush! However, my bf was there killing the green mush. After less than an hour, we r supposed to wrap up n go, when we suddenly saw PANLID dropping out! I cant describe the feeling.. today am going to run about town only with my panlid at hand! (Btw, is a defence 10 panlid ^^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Legend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Panlid = the best form of shield a mage, bowman, or thief can ever have in Maple Story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464206334042132?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464206334042132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464206334042132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464206334042132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464206334042132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/10/panlid.html' title='PANLID'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464199568954109</id><published>2005-09-12T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:19:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I have found myself falling in love all over again with korean drama. At one point of my life, I stopped watching korean dramas, coz its very SLOW.. When they say "tomorrow we will do this". It took them three to four episodes before 'tomorrow' arrive. In comparison with the Hong Kong drama, when HK drama said "tomorrow we will do this", 'tomorrow' will arrive before the next advertisement! However, I actually got hooked to the latest korean drama aired in Channel U at 10pm monday n tuesday (which sadly, I have no idea wats the title after watching six episodes). I groan n grumble when I first found out that they are going to occupy the two slots for my HK drama. But now.. I am so glad that they did. muahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Anyway, one day I was busy meditating on the drama that suddenly it occur to me "hey! I watch this show before!". After a close inspection, I realise that I watched other korea drama (more than one!) with almost exactly the same plot! Here is the common characteristics in Korean Drama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;1. The couple are 'sibling', it could be they r brought up together, finally realise that the have no blood relation or in their teen, they will find out that they could be having the same father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;2. One of them will have memory loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;3. Some other guy love the main actress and some other girl love the main actor and they are going to make life difficult for the actor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;4. Some one will be thought dead but actually they are still alive, after many years they will reappear. When they re-appear 'with their memory loss' they will be with a new partner (which will be ditched after they gain their memory n recall their past with the 'main' partner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;5. Someone will be having terminal illness, usually it is leukimia, but other form of cancer is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I think thats all about it.. am bored now, going to play Maple Story...  bye bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464199568954109?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464199568954109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464199568954109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464199568954109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464199568954109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/09/korean-drama.html' title='Korean Drama'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464192002884041</id><published>2005-08-03T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:18:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*PUKE*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I just came back from a hotel for breakfast. A company's guest didn't go for his breakfast during his stay here, so our accountant gave us the coupons. I went there n come back here with a strong conviction that I hate hotels.. ok not all lah... I love those good hotel lunches n high teas n dinners.. But I totally hate old hotels with carpets n curtains.... *yuck*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;For some reason or another, I hate a certain carpet n curtain smell of old airplanes, coaches n hotels... but I have this strong recollection of smell when I travel.. It's difficult to explain, but the moment I detect this smell, I dun feel good.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I hate going on business trip where I have to stay in hotel. The last trip I went, I fell sick n start puking after staying there for two days... On the last working day, I feel sick n puke in hotel, puke in airplane n I puke in my dad's new car when I arrive in Jakarta... haiz... Susan... her sense of smell can make her happy at one time n can make her puke in another time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I hate puking... but I puke ever so often when I smell unpleasant smell, when I ate too full, when I had headaches, when I sleep little, when I read or look for things in moving vehicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My mom once said "Susan can you stop doing that (Puking)! People would think you are pregnant!" And here is my reply "Only idiots would think I am pregnant when they see me puking for years!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464192002884041?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464192002884041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464192002884041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464192002884041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464192002884041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/08/puke.html' title='*PUKE*'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464184705853035</id><published>2005-07-11T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:17:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Aww... I am back in LiveJournal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hello everybody... Here is Susan again live in LiveJournal... Hyak Hyak Hyak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I am reporting on a monday morning in my office.. just come back from a good weekend, now have to face so many liability calls... my goodness, the principal told everybody result will be out today, but it's not out and he went on mc. So, who have to entertain students asking "is the result out?" ME!!!! I want to buy for the company an answering machine that says this "MBA result is not out yet.. The principal is on MC.. Please hang up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Can I? I can't, but I want to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464184705853035?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464184705853035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464184705853035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464184705853035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464184705853035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-back.html' title='I am back...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464175555730456</id><published>2005-07-06T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:28:32.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Good morning! This morning is really good. I woke at 7am to get ready to go to work, I look out from the living room and was greeted with a breath-taking scene of a bright morning as the sun beautifully peeking from the cloud! I paused from my morning rush and stop to admire the scenery... the river... the tree... the cloud... the sun... ah.... such awesome scenery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love nature.. I love going out from home in the morning, when I wait for bus and the traffic is low, I can hear the bird chirping.. I can see bright yellow birds.. I can see the river water flowing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Even though it took me 40min to go to office everyday, I love staying in my place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It does not feel like I am in Singapore, the pace there is much slower. Apart from the morning rush, people there seems to be more relaxed; they walk slower, they took their time jogging on the riverside, they went fishing, they have picnics, they bring their children cycling, they walk their dogs.. ah... such heart-warming scenes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love to read a book in my living room, where I can look out and see the beautiful scenery. I went to read a book once on the recliner by the swimming pool when my boyfriend went swimmming.. ah... such nice feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love spending days at home... my home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am thankful to God for my home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Home, such cozy word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464175555730456?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464175555730456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464175555730456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464175555730456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464175555730456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464166958362323</id><published>2005-06-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:14:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To be able to learn is one of the gifts that am most grateful for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Learning is not confined in a classroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Learning can take place in the most unlikely place and circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Learning does not have to be painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Learning is enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I do not believe that ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to understand the reason things happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to be able to make things happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to spend time with my loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to go to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to go to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love to communicate with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Because by doing so I learn so many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I learn, I value my life more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I learn, I enjoy my life more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I learn, I can get the best out of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I realise that I have learn something, I am very satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Because I want to learn, I love to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Because I want to learn, I want to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Because I want to learn, I love to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Because I want to learn, I will observe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I want to listen and observe so that I will understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;for that I want to learn to quiet down and observe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I wish that I will succeed to learn to do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I have recently learn a few things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;1. Whatever I experiences in the past, do not go to waste. They make me what I am today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;2. Do not let go the things in my hand to pursue the things in my heart. When I am responsible and faithful to do my best with the things in my hand, they will lead me to the things in my heart. This will give me the opportunity to learn a life time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I love... I love... I love my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I am grateful for the opportunity to live an abundant life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464166958362323?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464166958362323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464166958362323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464166958362323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464166958362323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/06/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464157132846528</id><published>2005-05-17T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:12:51.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Manga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Lately, I'm so into Manga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;All I do is read Manga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When Am waiting for bus, I read Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When Am waiting for mrt, I read Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When Am on mrt, I read Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When it's advertisement time on TV, I read Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I go to the library, It's for Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I spent money, It's to buy Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;What would I do without MANGA? I guess, I'll do more useful things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Do I have regrets from reading so much MANGA? I guess I don't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Would I ever stop reading MANGA? I guess I won't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've been reading Manga since I was in primary 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I still read Manga in my secondary school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I am an adult now, I still read Manga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;POOF!! *the dreamy susan disappear into thin air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My thought was disrupted coz I went to do some work.. when am back to continue my writing, my mind actually went BLANK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So, I guess that's all for the Manga thing... I need to go n chase my commission now! muahhahahaha.. am back to the REAL WORLD! do I hate it? nah... I love both my world.. the dreamy one and the real one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I guess, my mind don't completely went blank, it's just that it switch back to the real world mode hehehhe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Why on earth am I uttering so much rubbish? I guess, I just need to use up my 7000 words (the number of words average women need to utter every day!) and surprise surprise! about talking, am above average! &gt;o&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Okie, this is quite enough for today! I'll post again other day when I need to use up my daily 7000++ words.. U see, when I read Manga, I don't talk! When I read a lot of Manga, I talk so much less... Hikss... It's such a pressure... (yeah.. for my boyfriend--&gt; he got to bear with my constant ranting ) that's why I think it's necessary to use the blog to replace uttering words in speaking to typing words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;arghhh... I'll stop ranting... I will NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;POOF!!! *disappear into thin air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464157132846528?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464157132846528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464157132846528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464157132846528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464157132846528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-manga.html' title='I Love Manga...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464134089848393</id><published>2005-05-03T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:09:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of travelling around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of doing many great things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of not letting life pass by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of not being ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of not living for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream of living life, the way I want it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Dream might not come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;But am content to live my life, pursuing dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I dream most, of the day I look back and regret not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464134089848393?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464134089848393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464134089848393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464134089848393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464134089848393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/05/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464120692635599</id><published>2005-02-03T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T19:09:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong in a fantasy world =) I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pleaseinsertnamehere/1092175533_airylands2.jpg" alt="Fairyland" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~You Belong In A Fantasy World!~ You long for&lt;br /&gt;beautiful scenery and mystical creatures. You&lt;br /&gt;often tend to want to write or dream or read.&lt;br /&gt;You love the beauty and would LOVE to live in a&lt;br /&gt;19th century world where people speak in old&lt;br /&gt;english and live in castles. You love&lt;br /&gt;simplicity in beauty such as a flower or a&lt;br /&gt;tree. Our world is beautiful and people like&lt;br /&gt;you keep it that way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464120692635599?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464120692635599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464120692635599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464120692635599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464120692635599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-belong-in-fantasy-world-i-know.html' title='I belong in a fantasy world =) I know...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113464106260090784</id><published>2004-12-24T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:09:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas ^^</title><content type='html'>Dear favoured ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wishing you a Wonderful Christmas ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Christmas is the time to remember that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  I am special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  I am loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  I am favoured &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  I am blessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have a great time people... can't write anymore.... migraine... -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113464106260090784?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113464106260090784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113464106260090784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464106260090784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113464106260090784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas ^^'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113463600896709213</id><published>2004-12-14T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:40:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did many quiz in Quizilla -_-"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/meduckie/1070202374_CMyDocumentsangel0.jpg" border="0" alt="snow fairy" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like the snow fairy, she is very beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;she has the power to make things beautiful, but&lt;br /&gt;She is sometimes quite selfish, and spends most&lt;br /&gt;of the time she should be using her magic&lt;br /&gt;staring at her self in the mirror. Other than&lt;br /&gt;the fact that she is vain and selfish.  She is&lt;br /&gt;a nice person, when she IS actually using her&lt;br /&gt;magic, her powers are great, and she is very&lt;br /&gt;helpful. Well that's most of the tings about&lt;br /&gt;the snow fairy, can you relate to some of them?&lt;br /&gt;You probably can, because that is what this&lt;br /&gt;quiz is for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&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/19886509-113463600896709213?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113463600896709213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113463600896709213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463600896709213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463600896709213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-did-many-quiz-in-quizilla.html' title='I did many quiz in Quizilla -_-&quot;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113463459905050040</id><published>2004-12-09T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:31:35.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow.. I love snow.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1075172561_SnowSprite.jpg" alt="Snow Sprite" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique, mystical, insightful and beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You are a Snow sprite. Mysterious, and alluring you&lt;br /&gt;naturally attract people to you, your like a&lt;br /&gt;people magnet even though you most often wish&lt;br /&gt;to be alone. Your love for cold climates and&lt;br /&gt;snow has given you an insight into the beauty&lt;br /&gt;few see. While most see bland white you see a&lt;br /&gt;forest or blanket of sparkling white beauty. To&lt;br /&gt;you life is something precious and you intend&lt;br /&gt;to figure out its mysteries. You are very&lt;br /&gt;mature and don't waste your intelligence on&lt;br /&gt;childish games or people not worth your time&lt;br /&gt;which can make you seem arrogant at times but&lt;br /&gt;you are really just intent on saving your time&lt;br /&gt;for better things. Your soul is very beautiful&lt;br /&gt;if not a little shut up, you keep your emotions&lt;br /&gt;hidden from everyone and therefore they don't&lt;br /&gt;know what your capable of. You are a living&lt;br /&gt;fantasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113463459905050040?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113463459905050040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113463459905050040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463459905050040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463459905050040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/snow-i-love-snow.html' title='Snow.. I love snow.. =)'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113463449050551632</id><published>2004-12-08T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:35:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quizilla Quiz ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1075171634_izzesLight.jpg" alt="Light" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Light: Innocent, beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;kind-hearted and pure. You are so sweet your&lt;br /&gt;almost angelic, you find joy in others&lt;br /&gt;happiness and cannot stand to see anyone in&lt;br /&gt;pain. You want to make everyone around you feel&lt;br /&gt;good about themselves and if someone is upset&lt;br /&gt;you can tend to become rather upset as well&lt;br /&gt;which means you are sympathetic and raise&lt;br /&gt;others above yourself. Being as kind and&lt;br /&gt;good-natured as you are people have most likely&lt;br /&gt;hurt you in the past but you pick yourself up&lt;br /&gt;every time. You may look fragile but you are&lt;br /&gt;stronger than most tend to see. Life is&lt;br /&gt;beautiful no matter how you look at it and you&lt;br /&gt;understand that people make mistakes, not&lt;br /&gt;everyone is perfect. You try to see the good in&lt;br /&gt;the bad which is a talent few posses, dont ever&lt;br /&gt;let anyone change you. You truly have a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful soul inside and a heart of gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I honestly think that all these quiz show me as too nice.... =p but i redo n redo.. still get the same result, probably it's the default =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113463449050551632?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113463449050551632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113463449050551632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463449050551632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463449050551632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/another-quizilla-quiz.html' title='Another Quizilla Quiz ^^'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113463427246245063</id><published>2004-12-07T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:37:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me -&gt; Chamomile Tea ^^ Quiz from Quizilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1078297611_amomileTea.jpg" alt="Chamomile Tea" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamomile Tea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You are Chamomile Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Your an original! Helpful to anyone in need and&lt;br /&gt;always willing to lend a hand, you take action&lt;br /&gt;but not through violence, people listen to you&lt;br /&gt;for you have a knack for giving wonderful&lt;br /&gt;advice! Many look up to you and you try your&lt;br /&gt;best not to let them down. You have many&lt;br /&gt;friends steadfast or no who consider themselves&lt;br /&gt;lucky to be near you. You may have been hurt in&lt;br /&gt;the past but you dont let that stand in your&lt;br /&gt;way! You have a wonderful outlook on life and&lt;br /&gt;try to see the good in people which is an&lt;br /&gt;awesome gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113463427246245063?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113463427246245063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113463427246245063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463427246245063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463427246245063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/me-chamomile-tea-quiz-from-quizilla.html' title='Me -&gt; Chamomile Tea ^^ Quiz from Quizilla'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19886509.post-113463401306617432</id><published>2004-12-07T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:36:54.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Kettle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yesterday, my friend bring water kettle to office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am so happy... The water in office is so unsatisfactory.. with this kettle, life will be different =) I can boil water n drink... I can heat water, make hot drinks (in this frozen place!) and I can drink soup or make maggie mie =) however, i hope i won't go overboard n grow fatter =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;anyway.. am thankful for the kettle... it's little things in life that makes the difference, this kettle is one hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Thank God for electric kettle =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;label for="itemid-501"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19886509-113463401306617432?l=nudgesusan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/feeds/113463401306617432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19886509&amp;postID=113463401306617432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463401306617432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19886509/posts/default/113463401306617432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nudgesusan.blogspot.com/2004/12/water-kettle.html' title='Water Kettle'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18367761673578975115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
