<?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-7335356186227045713</id><updated>2011-09-15T07:15:51.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mc's Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-7075922920029369469</id><published>2009-10-03T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:34:21.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid- Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, it's mid-autumn festival...&lt;br /&gt;Had your mooncake?&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that this year i can celebrate it with my family at home.&lt;br /&gt;Wish all of you "rangers" will be blessed as well,&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm having my 3 month's holiday now&lt;br /&gt;Do buy me a drink if you happen to be in Tawau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-7075922920029369469?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7075922920029369469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=7075922920029369469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7075922920029369469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7075922920029369469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Mid- Autumn Festival'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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-7335356186227045713.post-7415122400427198322</id><published>2009-04-30T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:18:24.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 STRESS REDUCERS----Author Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Pray&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to bed on time.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.&lt;br /&gt;4. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule or that will compromise your mental health.&lt;br /&gt;5. Delegate tasks to capable others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Simplify and uncluttered your life.&lt;br /&gt;7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over time; don't lump the hard things all together.&lt;br /&gt;10. Take one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;11. Separate worries from concerns. If a situation is a concern, find out what God would have you to do and let go of the anxiety. If you can't do anything about a situation, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;12. Live within your budget; don't use credit cards for ordinary purchases.&lt;br /&gt;13. Have backups; an extra car key in your wallet, an extra house key buried in the garden, extra stamps, etc.,&lt;br /&gt;14. K.M.S. (Keep Mouth Shut.) This single piece of advice can prevent an enormous amount of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do something for the Kid in You everyday.&lt;br /&gt;16. Carry a Bible with you to read while waiting in line.&lt;br /&gt;17. Get enough exercise.&lt;br /&gt;18. Eat right.&lt;br /&gt;19. Get organized so everything has its place.&lt;br /&gt;20. Listen to a tape while driving that can help improve your quality of life.&lt;br /&gt;21. Write thoughts and inspirations down.&lt;br /&gt;22. Everyday, find time to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;23. Having problems? Talk to God on the spot. Try to nip small problems in the bud. Don't wait until its time to go to bed to try and pray.&lt;br /&gt;24. Make friends with Godly people.&lt;br /&gt;25. Keep a folder of favorite scriptures on hand.&lt;br /&gt;26. Remember that the shortest bridge between despair and hope is often a good "Thank you, Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;27. Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;28. Laugh some more!&lt;br /&gt;29. Take your work seriously, but yourself, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;30. Develop a forgiving attitude (most people are doing the best they can).&lt;br /&gt;31. Be kind to unkind people (they probably need it the most).&lt;br /&gt;32. Sit on your ego.&lt;br /&gt;33. Talk less; listen more.&lt;br /&gt;34. Slow down.&lt;br /&gt;35. Remind yourself that you are not the general manager of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;36. Every night before bed, think of one thing you're grateful for that you've never been grateful for before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** GOD HAS A WAY OF TURNING THINGS AROUND FOR YOU **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;Lord, grant us an open heart to accept whatever we have in our lives&lt;br /&gt;so that we may gain the peace and joy promised by your word.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;PASSION 4 A VISION&lt;br /&gt;SEE IT, COMMIT IT, DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some People Dream of Making A Difference&lt;br /&gt;Others Stay Awake &amp;amp; Do It&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-7415122400427198322?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7415122400427198322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-3168027051620350902</id><published>2009-03-27T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:40:35.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect</title><content type='html'>Some people just don't know how to respect others.&lt;br /&gt;Give an inch took a yard.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really fed up with the way she conduct herself&lt;br /&gt;Come on,&lt;br /&gt;if i did the same thing you do unto me,&lt;br /&gt;I believe you won't even take it for one week.&lt;br /&gt;I'd been suffering for nearly a year!&lt;br /&gt;Can you be fair?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even talk loudly in front of you after all your missconduct,&lt;br /&gt;but can you at least show some respect?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me dislike you!&lt;br /&gt;Why should I always be the one to give way for you?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you give way for me just for once?&lt;br /&gt;i'm really fustrated now,&lt;br /&gt;and i know i'm like a walking bomb.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that i won't have to explode in front of you some day&lt;br /&gt;else you'll be in hot soup.&lt;br /&gt;This is the most i can do to maintain our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;leaving you is the best way for me&lt;br /&gt;if you still treat me as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;please respect me for heaven's sake,&lt;br /&gt;just two more months then that's it,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be part of your daily life&lt;br /&gt;and you won't be mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-3168027051620350902?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3168027051620350902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=3168027051620350902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3168027051620350902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3168027051620350902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2009/03/respect.html' title='Respect'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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-7335356186227045713.post-938607561451945035</id><published>2008-10-17T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:06:36.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>IF you can keep your head when all about you&lt;br /&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;br /&gt;And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breathe a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Rudyard Kipling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-938607561451945035?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/938607561451945035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=938607561451945035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/938607561451945035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/938607561451945035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2008/10/if.html' title='IF'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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-7335356186227045713.post-1388732366079712428</id><published>2008-06-18T11:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:37:11.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New place, new Blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/SFiBUQ75uqI/AAAAAAAAADU/8qKu33VT8ZY/s1600-h/1451209417_7e5c54cb79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213058753824930466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/SFiBUQ75uqI/AAAAAAAAADU/8qKu33VT8ZY/s320/1451209417_7e5c54cb79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm staying at Kampar, Perak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never know how different it is to stay outside , ALONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the process of learning how to communicate with my roommate and housemates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to keep a low profile in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to find a true friend like princess Wullum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it is to n o avail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People still criticise me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not willing to share with me their feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even talking might be a form of "Acting".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt very sad and hurt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing that some of my actions and words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;are are being misunderstood and twisted by people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i can never go back to the past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just pray that everything will be fine soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, I'm going to spend the rest of my 3 years here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-1388732366079712428?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1388732366079712428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=1388732366079712428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/1388732366079712428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/1388732366079712428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-place-new-blues.html' title='New place, new Blues...'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/SFiBUQ75uqI/AAAAAAAAADU/8qKu33VT8ZY/s72-c/1451209417_7e5c54cb79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-7323851929251777504</id><published>2008-04-16T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:37:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;To TB4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;I was indeed blessed to be able to edit this final chapter of our foundation in UTAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;You ask me, why I took all the trouble to make CD, forcing you guys to write your feelings and send me pictures? It is because I know that this is part of your wishes deep in your hearts. I’m not as natural and unrestrained like others that can simply move on like nothing happened before. While editing this CD, I have the opportunity to look back all the pictures that we took together, videos recorded, and all the words that you guys make an effort t express yourself. First of all, I would like to seek for apologies if I have directly or indirectly hurt, insulted or offended you especially Chris, Mei Zhi, and Shawn. I don’t wish that the next time we meet each other, we are still like enemies. Words of thanksgiving I have a lot to say but sorry, I’m not able to list down one by one. I just want you guys to know, though some time I might be forceful but my intention is for everyone’s benefit. We can never tell what will happen tomorrow but I pray that God will protect my friends, bless them with good health, love, joy, hope, peace and security. I love you guys, really! I cannot imagine campus life without you guys... I have nothing much for you guys, just this CD as a token of appreciation to all of you. Sorry for not typing the Chinese versions out because I’m very exhausted now. I didn’t sleep well for 3 days straight. Thank you for all the support, love and blessing you gave. Thank you Yee Mun, Yanny, Jonnie, Eugenia, Shawn, Oi Chien, Mei Chiun, Sew Lan, Nisha, Kwan Yi, Sieng Mee, Zhong Zhu, Chin Fei , Chin Yee, Mei Zhi, Chris, Xue Ni, Li Ning, Yong Seng, Li Xiu, Belle, Kwan Yi and our good old friends Zhen Qi and Aki(sorry for the rush for your part... very sorry...) Take care and may God bless you all! A quote to share, “Remember what you should remember; forget what you should forget. Change what you can change; accept what that is unchangeable.” Goodbye my friends!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7335356186227045713-7323851929251777504?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7323851929251777504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=7323851929251777504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7323851929251777504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7323851929251777504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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-7335356186227045713.post-8855789942915832238</id><published>2008-04-01T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:37:48.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?!</title><content type='html'>I never realized that life is so fragile until today...&lt;br /&gt;My auntie dropped the bombshell,&lt;br /&gt;telling us that our cousin brother is diagnosed as a lung cancer patient.&lt;br /&gt;It is not an April fool, it is the truth and I have to accept it; but how?&lt;br /&gt;He was the only male cousin which I found comfortable communicating with,&lt;br /&gt;he was the only one who never says no to my requests,&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is, he is getting married on 12/4/08...&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't accept this fact that he is going to leave me sooner than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the only thing I can do is to pray for him. Why am i so useless?!&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, really...&lt;br /&gt;No one can predict what is going to happen next second,&lt;br /&gt;and yet we have to live on with the fact that we are going to die soon.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that I am sure where I am heading to,&lt;br /&gt;how about my friend and my relatives&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm very worried...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-8855789942915832238?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8855789942915832238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=8855789942915832238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/8855789942915832238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/8855789942915832238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='Why?!'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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-7335356186227045713.post-3294460780319935955</id><published>2007-12-31T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T00:33:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R3fHrOVPzJI/AAAAAAAAADM/qLrszgclri4/s1600-h/footsteps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 392px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R3fHrOVPzJI/AAAAAAAAADM/qLrszgclri4/s320/footsteps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149804244316966034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/irenec/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;It had been a hectic but yet meaningful year and today is the last of it.&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened,&lt;br /&gt;big decisions made,&lt;br /&gt;life changed,&lt;br /&gt;environment change,&lt;br /&gt;and even my house have a brand new look.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;I still thank God for everything that happened in 2007. Everything good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;I earnestly pray that in the coming 2008&lt;br /&gt;God will continue to be in control of my life and in everything that i do, I'll honor Him...&lt;br /&gt;Life is tough&lt;br /&gt;but friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you will never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-3294460780319935955?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3294460780319935955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=3294460780319935955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3294460780319935955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3294460780319935955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/12/bye-bye-2007.html' title='Bye bye 2007'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R3fHrOVPzJI/AAAAAAAAADM/qLrszgclri4/s72-c/footsteps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-3320226061978964726</id><published>2007-12-07T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T04:07:16.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops...I broke my promise..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R1hWDdADuaI/AAAAAAAAADE/thdVINrf1fM/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140953591967889826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R1hWDdADuaI/AAAAAAAAADE/thdVINrf1fM/s320/DSC00096.JPG" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd promise in my previous post to post at least once in a week but sad to say that i didn't manage to do so. SORRY!!! I really don't mean to do so but I'm really overloaded with tonnes of assignments. Forgive me and bear with me for one more week. Then I'll be more regular in blogging. Actually I'm still rushing for my marketing assignment now. So... See ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost forget, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas and to those whom I forgotten to say happy birthday or whom i might forget... Happy birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-3320226061978964726?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/3320226061978964726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=3320226061978964726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3320226061978964726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/3320226061978964726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/12/oopsi-broke-my-promise.html' title='Oops...I broke my promise..'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/R1hWDdADuaI/AAAAAAAAADE/thdVINrf1fM/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-4474402235808855657</id><published>2007-10-28T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:06:28.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RyN9EK6NKmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NafdhvZC2wI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RyN9EK6NKmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NafdhvZC2wI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126078311479192162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm very innocent and I really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;not that I'm lazy to compose new post regularly&lt;br /&gt;just that I'm too busy doing assignments (liar)&lt;br /&gt;too tired of sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and too ... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lazy &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;nowadays some "people"make me feel guilty for not blogging regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I really try to make it regular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but ...&lt;br /&gt;You know my laziness, hard to change...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like this, I'll try to blog at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;simply update what is going on for the week.&lt;br /&gt;hope that "people" will understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7335356186227045713-4474402235808855657?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4474402235808855657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=4474402235808855657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4474402235808855657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4474402235808855657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/10/innocent.html' title='Innocent'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RyN9EK6NKmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NafdhvZC2wI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-7346350116486321926</id><published>2007-10-17T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:41:47.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor knee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RxTo-mOyQlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UizZO4UkSa0/s1600-h/DSC05189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121974838339191378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="104" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RxTo-mOyQlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UizZO4UkSa0/s320/DSC05189.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd just went back to my hometown at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt; and guess what i get as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt; ? A "fall" from my sister's boyfirend's car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor knee... I'm so sorry for that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-7346350116486321926?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7346350116486321926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=7346350116486321926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7346350116486321926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7346350116486321926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/10/poor-knee.html' title='Poor knee'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RxTo-mOyQlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UizZO4UkSa0/s72-c/DSC05189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-4416097629667035517</id><published>2007-10-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:13:16.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday.....NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RwDxzGOyQjI/AAAAAAAAACU/FSVasPDb-xk/s1600-h/001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116355036841132594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RwDxzGOyQjI/AAAAAAAAACU/FSVasPDb-xk/s320/001.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Normally, people will feel happy if they got 2 weeks holiday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Normally, people will enjoy the 2 weeks holiday they got...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Normally, people will have great memories in the 2 weeks holiday they hardly get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AM I not normal?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If not why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't fell happy for having 2 weeks holiday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't enjoy the 2 weeks holiday they got...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't have great memories in the 2 weeks holiday they hardly get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only thing that satisfied me is the 2 weeks on non-stop EAT, SLEEP and WATCH TV at home ALONE while others back to their home town or at least go shopping with friends...Gosh! I'm bored to tears and yet... Nobody asked me out as they are all back to their comfortable home town...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another new semester is coming... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope that everything will be fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-4416097629667035517?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4416097629667035517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=4416097629667035517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4416097629667035517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4416097629667035517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/10/holidaynot.html' title='Holiday.....NOT!!!'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RwDxzGOyQjI/AAAAAAAAACU/FSVasPDb-xk/s72-c/001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-7043306995311205639</id><published>2007-08-30T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T13:42:43.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZYg1jlLkI/AAAAAAAAACE/lDvGkIP073Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104364548826410562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZYg1jlLkI/AAAAAAAAACE/lDvGkIP073Y/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to have my final exam soon... This means I can't update this blog as frequent as I do. However, this is what i'd done today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... I started off waking up at 6.50am... Thanks to Jonnie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( Then I woke up and iron my clothes... wait... This is not the point! Why on earth do I have to iron my clothes? Jonnie sms me to wear formal, that's why... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget about that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing is I skipped English lecture for the sake of pass year papers and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really starting to feel the stress now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that I'll pass my papers with flying colors... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty Please....after All the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SACRIFISES&lt;/span&gt; I made...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-7043306995311205639?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7043306995311205639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=7043306995311205639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7043306995311205639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7043306995311205639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/08/sigh.html' title='Sigh....'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZYg1jlLkI/AAAAAAAAACE/lDvGkIP073Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-5897321329658428741</id><published>2007-08-25T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T13:46:05.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define-- LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZZB1jlLlI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxfCTPlrDUQ/s1600-h/727px-Love_heart_uidaodjsdsew.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104365115762093650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZZB1jlLlI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxfCTPlrDUQ/s320/727px-Love_heart_uidaodjsdsew.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtBOdVjlLiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7HctopBn1TQ/s1600-h/091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Billy - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;Terri - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;br /&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than any body. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt." Chris - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." (Maybe she just teasing her sis) Lauren - age 4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image) Karen - age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, I just helped him cry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What simple act can show out LOVE but why adults make it so complicated with $ and advantages? Learn from a child, and the world can be a much better place to live with LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-5897321329658428741?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/5897321329658428741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=5897321329658428741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/5897321329658428741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/5897321329658428741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/08/define-love.html' title='Define-- LOVE'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RtZZB1jlLlI/AAAAAAAAACM/BxfCTPlrDUQ/s72-c/727px-Love_heart_uidaodjsdsew.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-4333818771048317963</id><published>2007-08-16T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T01:52:57.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RsM9Icn_AfI/AAAAAAAAABs/lZt-fPuTkBI/s1600-h/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098986418445681138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RsM9Icn_AfI/AAAAAAAAABs/lZt-fPuTkBI/s320/202.JPG" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday i got an unexpected phone call from my sister Jeannette. Usually she speak serious things with me over the phone (not really serious actually) She started off with some chatting and at the end she asked me :" Are you lonely? That day Po Po (grandmother) prayed for you ans she say she feel that you are very lonely..." upon hearing that, pearly tears streamed down my cheek incessantly. In fact, I'm having very serious home sick and very often I feel LONELY, Not that I don't believe that God is with me but I really need someone to give me a hug, telling me I'm not alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-4333818771048317963?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/4333818771048317963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=4333818771048317963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4333818771048317963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/4333818771048317963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/08/call.html' title='A Call...'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RsM9Icn_AfI/AAAAAAAAABs/lZt-fPuTkBI/s72-c/202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-2052402608155688599</id><published>2007-08-02T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:33:36.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RrFPzsn_AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/CqThkdo2POQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093940403103531474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RrFPzsn_AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/CqThkdo2POQ/s320/1.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I stayed up the whole night just to do some stupid assignments. The effect is, I cannot concerntrate at all on the 1st lecture today. There are still advantages though, at least I didn't miss the bus and need not to walk another extra 30 minutes to school. All I wanna do now is to grab my pillow and have a good rest... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-2052402608155688599?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2052402608155688599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=2052402608155688599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/2052402608155688599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/2052402608155688599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RrFPzsn_AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/CqThkdo2POQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-7139098610891276413</id><published>2007-07-30T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:08:03.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm saved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqy_XMn_AbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ILIvhFPBVb4/s1600-h/194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092655683896017330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqy_XMn_AbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ILIvhFPBVb4/s320/194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm saved, I'm saved...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the pass few days I've been encountering serious network problem. Only then i realised the importance of cables as for the 3 boring days, I am glad to say bye bye to you. Can you imagine 3 days without Internet access? Thank God now it is all over... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I've got an opportunity to listen to a story told by my pastor of my church. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He said :" One day, a standard four teacher asked her student to take out a piece of paper. Then she ask her students to write on the paper all the things that they CAN NOT do and even the teacher herself start writing. Some say I cannot sing well, some say I cannot fail my papers, and some even say I cannot date Miss Valerie, which is most probably this teacher. Then Miss Valerie asked the students to put all their papers into this shoe box in front of the class. When everyone puts in their paper, she puts in hers ans close the box. After that she walked out the classroom with the other students following her in a line. They stopped at the school's backyard. Lo and behold, there's a mini spade there. Miss Valerie picked up the spade and start digging. She pass the spade to the students until everyone contribute in digging the hole. With a serious face, Miss Valerie said:" Class, thank you for joining Mr. CANNOT's funeral. Over the years he had torture us with lots of ways but today he is going to rest in peace. Then all of them take a little bit of mud that they just dug and filled the hole." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a story. When you are in the state of giving up, remember this story, you may not bury Mr. CANNOT alone but, WE can do it together. Don't give up, you CAN!&lt;/strong&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/7335356186227045713-7139098610891276413?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/7139098610891276413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=7139098610891276413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7139098610891276413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/7139098610891276413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-saved.html' title='I&apos;m saved...'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqy_XMn_AbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ILIvhFPBVb4/s72-c/194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-8597159781918019759</id><published>2007-07-25T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:53:33.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqa7Dsn_AYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NlKzMqGIO00/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090962100981793154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqa7Dsn_AYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NlKzMqGIO00/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a rainy day... Cheh i also know la... hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i woke up, sms shin yi and told her:"tired la, don wanna go for accountings consultation hour." At the end, i still turn up and tell the lecturer we cannot make it. sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a beautiful weather to sleep and yet I had to give it up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-8597159781918019759?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/8597159781918019759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=8597159781918019759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/8597159781918019759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/8597159781918019759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/07/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy day...'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqa7Dsn_AYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NlKzMqGIO00/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-2387661921916288002</id><published>2007-07-24T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:49:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqWS1sn_AXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OUbXoeVZMlM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090636405021802866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqWS1sn_AXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OUbXoeVZMlM/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally...&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY got Leehom's new release 改变自己&lt;br /&gt;Here are some recomandation to you：&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like to change your ways of living listen to 改变自己。&lt;br /&gt;In times of losing motivation, listen to 爱的鼓力。&lt;br /&gt;When you have a quarrel with your family, listen to 落叶归根which reminds people not to forget our root, our family.&lt;br /&gt;In a moody saturday night, listen to 星期六的深夜。&lt;br /&gt;When you need something nice to listen，listen to 不完整的旋律。&lt;br /&gt;Afriend of mine told me, you need to listen for a few rounds then you can really enjoy the song, I'd tried and I really agree to her point of view, maybe you can try so too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-2387661921916288002?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/2387661921916288002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=2387661921916288002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/2387661921916288002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/2387661921916288002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqWS1sn_AXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OUbXoeVZMlM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7335356186227045713.post-1518264012005990240</id><published>2007-07-21T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:30:03.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqzAesn_AcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0YtXDXMKNn8/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092656912256664002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqzAesn_AcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0YtXDXMKNn8/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/Rqy5ssn_AaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fq20dagDRZk/s1600-h/167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Greetings: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To those who are new to this blog and or new to me. I'm indeed priviledged to annouce to you that this blog is officially open!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My name is Michelle Chok(please don't read it as Micheal Chok which is a boy's name) I'm from Malaysia(the country ABOVE singapore) born in Tawau in the state of Sabah. I'm a Christian from a family of seven with three sisters above me (all 7+ yrs older than me), grandmama and my parents. I love guitar and Bible alot, I did some song composing but I'm not so good in writting lyrics and my favourite singer is Leehom Wang. Not just because he is handsome, he is very talented. see for yourself at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXAglbJUFyE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXAglbJUFyE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm currently studying foundation in arts at University Tunku Abdul Rahman, Petaling Jaya which would lead me to Bachelor of Chinese Studies. Though many asked me why I choose chinese study and not english studies, I can only say: " Don't ask why, it's like that " hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry if the joke didn't work. However, I'm quite an open people, open in a sense of sharing my personal feelings. I can be very playful but when it's time to serious, I mean it. Other than that, I have some good friends. They willl rebuke me when I'm wrong, encourage me when I'm down. One of the best is Jonnie Shim. Not be mistaken, this is a SHE not a HE. "teasing me is her cup of tea" this is what I used to tell others about her. I think that's almost everything about me, hope you enjoy reading : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7335356186227045713-1518264012005990240?l=mc-words.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/feeds/1518264012005990240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7335356186227045713&amp;postID=1518264012005990240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/1518264012005990240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7335356186227045713/posts/default/1518264012005990240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mc-words.blogspot.com/2007/07/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Michelle Chok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035011289042693026</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rH4OrQTQkfI/RqzAesn_AcI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0YtXDXMKNn8/s72-c/167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
