<?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-3226314577464003406</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:39:46.391+08:00</updated><category term='Love..'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Parties'/><category term='craps.'/><category term='Rowy Bear♥'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='Games'/><category term='College'/><category term='appreciation..'/><category term='Video&apos;s'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Nessy Bear'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Rowy Bear'/><category term='Mohanaa♥'/><category term='Nychi Bear'/><category term='grandpa'/><category term='Me.'/><category term='Mummy♥'/><title type='text'>Sing My Tune.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-3466698598059499546</id><published>2011-12-10T07:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:28:37.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>Subway - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"...and that is how we are going to bring in the profits." Everyone in the board room clapped as i finished presenting my company's marketing strategy for the year to come. EventEsque was doing pretty well and will hopefully become even better. With a huge smile on my face, i confidently picked up my files and strutted towards my office, giving a smile or two to the employees. Today started off great and i am determined for it to end that way too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EventEsque was my baby. My pride and joy. I am fully committed to my job. Im usually in the office earlier than everybody and i leave the last, too. I didn't have much of a social life because well, i had given up. Romance and everything that cones with it held me back from pursuing my passion. If it weren't for that arsehole who wasted 3 years of my life, i would have reached this point in my career much sooner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friends think im a nutter for giving up, especially my two best mates, Jimmy and Kate. Kate and i were friends since we were in diapers. She knows me better than anybody, better than myself! She said that i have too much love in me and i keep wanting to share it so i keep falling for the wrong guys. She told me to stop looking and it will just fall into place. What a load of poo that was! 15 years later and look where i am with my lovelife. I've literally been stagnant (other than a few sneaky office shags with the office male receptionist).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jimmy and i have a funny history.. We were from the same group of friends in primary school, lost touch, regained contact in my last year of secondary school. We had a complicated relationship where people thought we were together but we weren't. I had a crush on him, got out of it and we've been beat friends ever since. Looking back, we were quite silly, especially me. I cannot, for the life of me, see us together as a couple today! But, it all turned out for the better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I keep one night free, especially from work, just for them. Friday nights are our nights. It has been a "tradition" for the past 8 years or so. We met at a local bar which was, conveniently, in the middle of all our offices. So we'd all meet there for dinner abt stay on for drinks until the wee hours of the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met up, sat at our usual table, ordered our food and drinks, and we caught each other up on our weeks. For some reason though, the uninteresting topic if my non-existent love life came into the picture...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: this is FULLY fictional.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-3466698598059499546?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3466698598059499546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=3466698598059499546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3466698598059499546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3466698598059499546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/12/subway-part-1.html' title='Subway - Part 1'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-7611032105390642566</id><published>2011-11-28T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T02:47:35.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>R for Rumours</title><content type='html'>"Psst.. did you hear?"&lt;div&gt;"OMG..I have to tell you what i heard.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously. What is it with people and rumours? Yes, its part of socializing but spreading untrue information about a person is uncalled for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been a victim to rumours countless times. I actually became immune to what people had to say after a certain point because what mattered to me was what my friends thought and my friends always had my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought coming to UK would be different. I thought I was able to start fresh and try and avoid all the unnecessary drama that happened at home. How wrong I was. I was accused of being a bully by one of my housemates because I told her that her dripping wet clothes were stinking up the carpet in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. I've found true friends here as well, and I'm thankful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please, think twice before saying something. You'll never know who's life you'll ruin with your words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-7611032105390642566?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7611032105390642566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=7611032105390642566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7611032105390642566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7611032105390642566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/11/r-for-rumours.html' title='R for Rumours'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6498252544278400789</id><published>2011-05-03T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:58:36.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Q for Questions.</title><content type='html'>There are just so many questions I have that I've never thought of before.&lt;br /&gt;Its a little annoying, cos I get upset when I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Where am I headed?&lt;br /&gt;What is there waiting for me in future?&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever find the peace I need?&lt;br /&gt;How many more people am I supposed to lose?&lt;br /&gt;Will I fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;Will I get married and have kids?&lt;br /&gt;How far will I go with my career?&lt;br /&gt;What do I want in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a portion of the question. it goes on and on. one question leads to another.&lt;br /&gt;Its annoying. It goes nowhere. And no one has any of the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I ask for your help. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6498252544278400789?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6498252544278400789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6498252544278400789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6498252544278400789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6498252544278400789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/q-for-questions.html' title='Q for Questions.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-4699425749189671058</id><published>2011-04-28T07:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:28:58.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>P for Painted Things!</title><content type='html'>Hello there, everyone. Hope you're having a great week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to introduce a small arts and crafts company called&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Painted Things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted Things was founded by 2 lovely sisters,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; Rebecca and Bernadette Lawrence&lt;/span&gt; (who are also my godsisters). They both left their everyday jobs, joined forces and came up with the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky (Rebecca) was in the advertising field working late nights and early mornings. We hardly saw her! She picked up the skill from her sister and eventually, she decided to pursue this art with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie (Bernadette) was working in an arts and crafts show in a mall nearby. She always had a creative side, this was just one of it. While working there, she took a glass painting teaching course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Becky and Bernie started doing this as a hobby and making personalized gifts for their friends. Their market started growing from there and voila! Painted Things was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted Things have grown to other arts and crafts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Prayerful Things&lt;/span&gt;: Items for church and prayers, eg. Holy Communion and confirmation candles, t-lite advent wreaths, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Recycled Things&lt;/span&gt;: Items made from recycled materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna find out more? Visit the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#%21/pages/Painted-Things/31459581006"&gt;Painted Things Facebook Page&lt;/a&gt;. all the pictures are there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little sneak peak ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWrIXuR30nI/TbisqJyH2sI/AAAAAAAAC4M/tiiIYGfcAuQ/s1600/_MG_6067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWrIXuR30nI/TbisqJyH2sI/AAAAAAAAC4M/tiiIYGfcAuQ/s200/_MG_6067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600415976815844034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2BJzObnvk/Tbio_anrbNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/Ev9QeA76sxQ/s1600/_MG_6021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bp2BJzObnvk/Tbio_anrbNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/Ev9QeA76sxQ/s200/_MG_6021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600411944066182354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-4699425749189671058?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4699425749189671058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=4699425749189671058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4699425749189671058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4699425749189671058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/p-for-painted-things.html' title='P for Painted Things!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWrIXuR30nI/TbisqJyH2sI/AAAAAAAAC4M/tiiIYGfcAuQ/s72-c/_MG_6067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6671633307029836202</id><published>2011-04-26T00:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:36:37.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>O for Ordinary day</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm going to tell you about an ordinary day in my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the morning and send my mom to the train station. Then, I head to the park near my house for my morning jog with my godsister.&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour, I come home and get ready, then I leave for college.&lt;br /&gt;College ends in the evening, so I head home and pick mom from the train station.&lt;br /&gt;We go to one of the chinese restaurants nearby and have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then we head home and I finish up some work before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty mundane if you ask me..&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I have an element that makes my day extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIENDS! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osp_oWr0vEE/TbYPewLIRYI/AAAAAAAAC38/GMV9smLRT88/s1600/40665_419230118921_624373921_5005458_1300027_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osp_oWr0vEE/TbYPewLIRYI/AAAAAAAAC38/GMV9smLRT88/s320/40665_419230118921_624373921_5005458_1300027_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599680207683863938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Joshua and Anand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb8H8xmpSKI/TbYOgyWNnXI/AAAAAAAAC30/G5avLVJos-c/s1600/44457_422217587849_714562849_4549420_774549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chEgRym3JYs/TbYNZRXqwVI/AAAAAAAAC3s/oJExcF_cNhE/s1600/CIMG3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chEgRym3JYs/TbYNZRXqwVI/AAAAAAAAC3s/oJExcF_cNhE/s320/CIMG3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599677914492354898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hani Fadzil! (I think she was supposed to be a walrus here!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Tl_vgHb3A/TbWiu7IhVLI/AAAAAAAAC3k/zvCHU3ySVrg/s1600/_MG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Tl_vgHb3A/TbWiu7IhVLI/AAAAAAAAC3k/zvCHU3ySVrg/s320/_MG_0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599560638736192690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Carleen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pja7axx2b6M/TbWf20VWxBI/AAAAAAAAC3c/_Ueww3TiLuc/s1600/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pja7axx2b6M/TbWf20VWxBI/AAAAAAAAC3c/_Ueww3TiLuc/s320/IMG_2427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599557475815048210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Shayne! (Shaynie Waynie Chubby Cheeks &amp;lt;3 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFs4wwMxPSM/TbWdMWAXaiI/AAAAAAAAC3U/n0qlDFxY_Jc/s1600/CIMG3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFs4wwMxPSM/TbWdMWAXaiI/AAAAAAAAC3U/n0qlDFxY_Jc/s320/CIMG3370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599554547096185378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;Crystal Keiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are the biggest bunch of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt;(crazy) people in the world!&lt;br /&gt;Class would be really boring without them..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Bak kut teh &amp;amp; Ikea &amp;amp; any kind of food, really, is tasteless without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned we have an addiction to Ikea meetballs? :D&lt;br /&gt;Love them with all my hearts! &amp;amp; I know they're the ones who will NEVER leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6671633307029836202?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6671633307029836202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6671633307029836202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6671633307029836202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6671633307029836202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-for-ordinary-day.html' title='O for Ordinary day'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osp_oWr0vEE/TbYPewLIRYI/AAAAAAAAC38/GMV9smLRT88/s72-c/40665_419230118921_624373921_5005458_1300027_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-7465239030446535796</id><published>2011-04-25T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:56:41.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>N for Nothing!</title><content type='html'>I apologise. I REALLY apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College has been super hectic and I have NOTHING to blog about!&lt;br /&gt;I promise to finish the challenge.. REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make fun and interesting things happen everyday JUST SO I can blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-7465239030446535796?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7465239030446535796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=7465239030446535796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7465239030446535796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7465239030446535796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/n-for-nothing.html' title='N for Nothing!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-7900966639004652216</id><published>2011-04-20T09:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T09:55:47.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>M for Mimi</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm going to introduce Mimi Lala Lawrence! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwkVFGby1XA/Ta46w6LQ1NI/AAAAAAAAC3M/BY1fDY0oKbM/s1600/Mimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwkVFGby1XA/Ta46w6LQ1NI/AAAAAAAAC3M/BY1fDY0oKbM/s320/Mimi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597475998792733906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mimi is my godparent's cat. She started off as a small little kitten who used to sneak into the house for food.&lt;br /&gt;One day, my godmother managed to get a hold of her. She meowed and squirmed but my godmother kept petting her. Eventually, Mimi gave in and purred happily. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Mimi you ask? I...don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;The story I was told:&lt;br /&gt;My godsister was playing with Mimi.. By that time, everyone had their own name for the cat. Then one day, my godsister said, "OK, her name is Mimi! All cats are named Mimi." So we asked her, "Says who?" and she said, "Meeeeee?" with a grin on her face.&lt;br /&gt;And the name stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala came a lot later. That has another story behind it but I'm not quite sure what happened. Probably another episode where my godsister goes all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt; (crazy) on us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxJlSN08PkI/Ta46k6g4SfI/AAAAAAAAC3E/tDQSmWrZLxQ/s1600/Image006%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxJlSN08PkI/Ta46k6g4SfI/AAAAAAAAC3E/tDQSmWrZLxQ/s320/Image006%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597475792724969970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voila! That's Mimi for you! she sleeps in all these awkward positions.. And she can pretty hyper too!&lt;br /&gt;She's a lot bigger now. I don't have pictures of her lately, its all with my godsister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the Tale of Mimi! (get it?) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-7900966639004652216?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7900966639004652216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=7900966639004652216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7900966639004652216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7900966639004652216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/m-for-mimi.html' title='M for Mimi'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwkVFGby1XA/Ta46w6LQ1NI/AAAAAAAAC3M/BY1fDY0oKbM/s72-c/Mimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-1532633508563219502</id><published>2011-04-16T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:33:48.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>L for Love</title><content type='html'>When I was younger, I felt left out among my peers. My best friends started talking about boys and eventually they started dating. I used to listen to their stories. I "Ohh"-ed and "ahh"-ed all the way. I thought to myself that one day, I want someone to love me like that too. I was young, and I was still discovering what love actually was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday, I went to church and there was a new person in my Sunday School class. I got to know him a little and we became good friends. We became closer and closer as time passed. At one point, he told me that he really liked me and I liked him back. I thought to myself, "Is this what love feels like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friends and they cringed at my story. I was a studious girl in school and one of my friend's said, "Well, if you like him then do what's right but don't forget your studies alright?" It got me paranoid and I broke his heart and mine as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later, I met someone else and I didn't care what my friends had to say about it. We enjoyed each others company and we cared for each other. And again I thought,"Is this love?"&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with a religious background and one day, sent him my prayer for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;By the will and help of the Lord God, may our love last forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;a month later we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I prayed that I would get better. Praise and thank the Lord, He filled me with His love. It is then, I knew what love is. He has NEVER left me and never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Its an amazing thing. From God, friends and family. Never let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-1532633508563219502?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1532633508563219502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=1532633508563219502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1532633508563219502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1532633508563219502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/l-for-love.html' title='L for Love'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-1398806410391939486</id><published>2011-04-16T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:00:47.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>K for Knowledge.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wished that you knew everything?&lt;br /&gt;I know I have. But, I'm just too lazy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to know things. I like reading :) I love learning new things through story books and novels. Its sort of like a funner way to learn than a textbook.&lt;br /&gt;Even when it comes to my friends, I realise I can be a big &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kepoh&lt;/span&gt; (busy body) at times. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there are some things that I wished I never knew.&lt;br /&gt;Like, the ending of Saw (it was REALLY depressing!), things people did to others (I once saw a video where a man was strangling a dog because he wanted the blood to rush through its body before it got killed! *sob*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always going to be good knowledge and bad knowledge in this world. Its what YOU DO with the knowledge that matters.&lt;br /&gt;Like for instance, I watched the dog killing video during a "Stop Animal Abuse" Campaign by my classmate. It certainly got the message across!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets ALL spread GOOD knowledge and keep preventing the bad ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-1398806410391939486?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1398806410391939486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=1398806410391939486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1398806410391939486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1398806410391939486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/k-for-knowledge.html' title='K for Knowledge.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-8435969510558432413</id><published>2011-04-14T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:17:11.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>J for Journal</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ournal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;olly day.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;abbed myself in the eye when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I proceeded to find out that I was unable to go for my morning&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; J&lt;/span&gt;og.&lt;br /&gt;I fell back asleep and over slept!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;umped out of bed and rushed for class! I didn't have time to put on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ewellery!&lt;br /&gt;I met my friends and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ibber-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;abbered during class. It was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;Came home, had dinner and a glass of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;uice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ovial day. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;olly Nessy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-8435969510558432413?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8435969510558432413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=8435969510558432413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/8435969510558432413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/8435969510558432413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/j-for-journal.html' title='J for Journal'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6421137922140695799</id><published>2011-04-12T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T22:12:25.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>I for Imagination</title><content type='html'>Imagination is a powerful thing.&lt;br /&gt;VERY powerful thing.&lt;br /&gt;It can make a person paranoid or lose sense of reality for a brief moment (in extreme cases of course!)&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, very powerful.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io882N1Ghwg/TaRZnsTnwZI/AAAAAAAAC28/Ho9aLI3GKVA/s1600/IMG00119-20110411-1353.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io882N1Ghwg/TaRZnsTnwZI/AAAAAAAAC28/Ho9aLI3GKVA/s1600/IMG00119-20110411-1353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io882N1Ghwg/TaRZnsTnwZI/AAAAAAAAC28/Ho9aLI3GKVA/s320/IMG00119-20110411-1353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594695175544226194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On paper, that's as far as my imagination goes. Its pretty limited.&lt;br /&gt;But with words, I can go on and on. Hence, the field I'm currently studying, Journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole blog dedicated to my &lt;a href="http://freakylyns-creations.blogspot.com/"&gt;creative work&lt;/a&gt;. But I dont post all my materials there, I only post the ones I am not too chicken to receive criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do visit my other blog! (And i'll try and post more stuff as often as i can :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here's what I always do when I'm bored or I want to clear my head. YOU can try it too!&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes. Imagine you're on a path with trees all around you. Then, imagine a water fall at the end of the path. As you approach the water fall, the water parts and there is a door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything beyond that point is up to you, your subconscious and your imagination. You'll be surprised where your subconscious can take you. So close your eyes and get ready for a ride! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6421137922140695799?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6421137922140695799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6421137922140695799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6421137922140695799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6421137922140695799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-for-imagination.html' title='I for Imagination'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Io882N1Ghwg/TaRZnsTnwZI/AAAAAAAAC28/Ho9aLI3GKVA/s72-c/IMG00119-20110411-1353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6229400993965647485</id><published>2011-04-11T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:07:00.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>H for Happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today, is a special day. Its the birthday of my best friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; she's no longer a teen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nh0vSCek-c8/TaMI2XbXPpI/AAAAAAAAC2s/E7SRkKNvgX0/s1600/CIMG3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nh0vSCek-c8/TaMI2XbXPpI/AAAAAAAAC2s/E7SRkKNvgX0/s320/CIMG3527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594324892219031186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzz0qnBzA50/TaMJQZ1edaI/AAAAAAAAC20/aJD4eSQdQ10/s1600/CIMG3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzz0qnBzA50/TaMJQZ1edaI/AAAAAAAAC20/aJD4eSQdQ10/s320/CIMG3538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594325339542025634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya baby! loads of hugs and kisses! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little History lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Gillian and I have been friends for 16 years. :) (that's more than half of our lives!)&lt;br /&gt;She used to stay down the road from me but then she shifted far far away. :(&lt;br /&gt;Lost contact for awhile and regained contact when we were in our teens.&lt;br /&gt;We've been there for each other ever since. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both love country music&lt;br /&gt;We both love singing&lt;br /&gt;We both live writing&lt;br /&gt;We joined a singing competition together (and we sounded better when we looked at each other!)&lt;br /&gt;We both love the colour purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you EVERYTHING that we've been through would take forever so I shall stop here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6229400993965647485?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6229400993965647485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6229400993965647485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6229400993965647485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6229400993965647485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/h-for-happy-birthday.html' title='H for Happy birthday!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nh0vSCek-c8/TaMI2XbXPpI/AAAAAAAAC2s/E7SRkKNvgX0/s72-c/CIMG3527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-513599663548192723</id><published>2011-04-11T20:37:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:18:04.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>G for Groove!</title><content type='html'>Mmhmm! We grooved the night away last Saturday at the Twin Towers @live 2011 concert! In conjunction with the F1 Malaysian Grand Prix, there was a free concert right in front of the Twin Towers. Managed to drag my best friend Kathleen and Kenneth. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Lf4WkNQ9h0/TaL6ezP7tVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/wuWYJBjvAtk/s1600/IMG00109-20110409-1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Lf4WkNQ9h0/TaL6ezP7tVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/wuWYJBjvAtk/s320/IMG00109-20110409-1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594309094207632722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Stage. We were right in front!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT98HVdbYsI/TaL6bC-HZKI/AAAAAAAAC2c/rurUq8ZxCmU/s1600/IMG00107-20110409-1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT98HVdbYsI/TaL6bC-HZKI/AAAAAAAAC2c/rurUq8ZxCmU/s320/IMG00107-20110409-1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594309029708391586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The view behind the stage. Gorgeous eyh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x7ZBjs3KPNM/TaL6VbVeDdI/AAAAAAAAC2U/AV1uHU0Ayrg/s1600/IMG00105-20110409-1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x7ZBjs3KPNM/TaL6VbVeDdI/AAAAAAAAC2U/AV1uHU0Ayrg/s320/IMG00105-20110409-1816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308933169581522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes, that's Kenneth and the F1 car :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgIQEY0aUK0/TaL6OypL97I/AAAAAAAAC2M/he_xqwrO_SE/s1600/IMG00111-20110409-1859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgIQEY0aUK0/TaL6OypL97I/AAAAAAAAC2M/he_xqwrO_SE/s320/IMG00111-20110409-1859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308819167213490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The bestie and me wore similar shoes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dSGjpKe7_Y/TaL6JtoQaRI/AAAAAAAAC2E/4SDonh0Nsjw/s1600/IMG00112-20110409-1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dSGjpKe7_Y/TaL6JtoQaRI/AAAAAAAAC2E/4SDonh0Nsjw/s320/IMG00112-20110409-1924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308731921787154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5zieFcOXwSU/TaL6FT-QVvI/AAAAAAAAC18/2p8rx2AfDSo/s1600/IMG00113-20110409-1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5zieFcOXwSU/TaL6FT-QVvI/AAAAAAAAC18/2p8rx2AfDSo/s320/IMG00113-20110409-1925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308656315258610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kathleen! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APGqlIQpXf4/TaL57Hvc0mI/AAAAAAAAC10/lshmFGdpgpU/s1600/IMG00114-20110409-1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APGqlIQpXf4/TaL57Hvc0mI/AAAAAAAAC10/lshmFGdpgpU/s320/IMG00114-20110409-1925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308481233244770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;Kenneth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The concert featured local artist, Joe Flizzow and Mizz Nina. Colby O'Donis was there too, and it was awesome! But for me, the highlight of the night was the Earth, Wind and Fire Experience featuring Al McKay! I had goosebumps when they came up on stage! *big grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! And there was a point where one of the members looked at me and smiled and sang to me! Heeeeeee :D I started jumping when they started singing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2S8ZrQG0y6g"&gt;September&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2B7nAtDc_No"&gt;Let's Groove&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very happy girl. I saw my favourite band perform my favourite songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXs_zVzP228/TaL51MMSmgI/AAAAAAAAC1s/iJSXDEQ2IF4/s1600/IMG00117-20110410-0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXs_zVzP228/TaL51MMSmgI/AAAAAAAAC1s/iJSXDEQ2IF4/s320/IMG00117-20110410-0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594308379348736514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This is currently the wallpaper on my handphone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A lady walked up to the three of us during one of the breaks and asked to take a photo of us. Guess what? We're in the fan pictures of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hotxpress.com/eventsnews.aspx?pk=AB8C1A0EB7EF6B72522E7DE6BC357346E6C3B5BB3ED620BB666B73114BEF8158"&gt;Hot Magazine&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-513599663548192723?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/513599663548192723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=513599663548192723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/513599663548192723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/513599663548192723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/g-for-groove.html' title='G for Groove!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Lf4WkNQ9h0/TaL6ezP7tVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/wuWYJBjvAtk/s72-c/IMG00109-20110409-1847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-3232714721491691213</id><published>2011-04-09T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:51:58.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>F for Fragrance</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I have this memory about fragrances. (wait, that sentence didn't sound right) let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, when I meet someone, I remember their scent (kinda like a dog). And sometimes when I walk in a mall or an area with a lot of people and I get that scent, I think to myself, "Hey! that smells like *insert name here*!" Kinda weird, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes you hear a song on the radio that reminds you of a certain person or incident? Yeah, I get that with fragrances too. For example, there was once I went out with a bunch of my friends, and I got the scent of my ex boyfriend's cologne. I thought about it and started missing him and (basically, the whole process you go through when you hear the song on the radio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a quirky character of mine, and I like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-3232714721491691213?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3232714721491691213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=3232714721491691213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3232714721491691213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3232714721491691213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/f-for-fragrance.html' title='F for Fragrance'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-1466740827371555689</id><published>2011-04-07T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:15:43.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>E for Excuses</title><content type='html'>At some point in our lives we want to get out of a situation or predicament. Excuses are theeeeee perfect solution. But, what about RIDICULOUS excuses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Situation 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Person A: Hey, do you want fish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Person B: oh no thank you, im allergic to fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Person A: Allergic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Person B: yeah. I get rashes and i cant breathe and all that stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I asked that person again later, he just didnt like to eat seafood! All he had to do was to say that. There was no need for the excuses. (though, the situation wsa pretty funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there are times excuses can get really annoying. Especially when you get, "if only", "but", and "if i wasn't". Everyone at some point has an excuse, even me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, maybe it would be better if we (me included) think a few more times before coming up with these excuses. Use them for exceptionally necessary cases. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-1466740827371555689?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1466740827371555689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=1466740827371555689&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1466740827371555689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1466740827371555689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/e-for-excuses.html' title='E for Excuses'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-5175009002921398948</id><published>2011-04-06T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:58:16.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>D for Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You know that feeling where you think something is real for a moment and its gone the next? You get these butterflies in your stomach because you cannot believe that thing is there and then the feeling just fades and you're left feeling like someone dropped a giant rock in your stomach. Yeah, that feeling. It sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It was a long day for me in college; classes, meetings, assignments, and the rush hour jam on the way home did not help one bit! All I wanted to do was to relax. Maybe with a good movie and a glass (or more) of wine. I got my movie, a nice chick flick and a cup of coffee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I slowly fell asleep as the movie kept playing. My body had its own version of relaxing, apparently. &amp;amp;i was lead to another land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was in a park. Beautifully coloured park. Dried leaves on the ground, I waste no time and jump on them. I love the sound of dried leaves crackling under my feet. There were trees along the pathway in the middle of the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In the centre was a beautiful fountain. Birds chirped and enjoyed standing at the edge of the fountain. I looked in and I saw something shining, it was a key. I picked it up but I didn't know what to do with it or which lock it belonged to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I continued walking in the park. It was really calming. I took in the view and the feeling of the whole place. As I walked, I saw a cupboard at the end of the path. Curious, I headed to it. I tried opening it but it was locked. Took me awhile to come up with the idea to try the key i found in the fountain. I put the key in and it unlocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In the cupboard was a whole lot of books, from chick lit to the classics to thriller books. All my favourite books! I turned around and like magic, a comfy chair appeared out of nowhere for me to read my books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The series of events continued, it consisted of all the things that I love. I could tell that I was smiling in my sleep. After awhile, the events stopped happening. The atmosphere changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I looked at the end of the road, and there he stood with a bouquet of purple flowers. Before this, I have not heard from him in weeks and to find him at there was the best thing ever. We walked towards each other, all I wanted to do was to hug him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just then, I hear my mom's voice. It was 9am and she was waking me up for breakfast. I was smiling and hugging my bolster tightly at that time. When I started to absorb my surroundings, everything set in. The butterflies in my stomach left and left a gigantic rock. At that point, I just didn't want to get out of bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Please note that this whole post was not real-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-5175009002921398948?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5175009002921398948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=5175009002921398948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5175009002921398948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5175009002921398948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/d-for-dream.html' title='D for Dream'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6634756865547347801</id><published>2011-04-04T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:37:47.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>C for Courage.</title><content type='html'>Courage is an interesting word.. What comes to mind when you hear this word? Well, the nerd in me thinks of Harry Potter! :D (well, &lt;a href="http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Gryffindor"&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/a&gt; to be exact). See, the characteristics of the students sorted into Gryffindor is courage and chivalry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/courage"&gt;Courage&lt;/a&gt; is defined as &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;enables&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;difficulty,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;danger,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;pain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="cursor: default;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;etc. &amp;amp;to have courage is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone through a lot of crap, especially this year.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that your close friend could doubt you and turn their backs eyh? Well, now i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its only April and I have learnt so much.. It is true that you lose some people in life to gain new ones. Though, it takes a lot of courage to face the loss (or any predicament) and I praise and thank God for all the willpower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have courage, GO LOOK FOR IT! :D (Get it??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6634756865547347801?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6634756865547347801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6634756865547347801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6634756865547347801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6634756865547347801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/c-for-courage.html' title='C for Courage.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-3783233073341390126</id><published>2011-04-03T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:20:39.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>B for Boys!</title><content type='html'>Boys. Boys. BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;The worst and the best things in the world. And confusing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And we'll sit there for hours, with not a care in the world. Talking about anything and everything. It even came to a point where our conversations didn't make sense anymore. It felt like it was just the two of us in the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We were serious, we laughed, got emotional. And then, there's a moment where we just sit in the quiet. Both of us comfortable in each other's presence. As for me, I'm liberated from some of the troubles on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He breaks the silence and tells me things I never knew.. Things I don't think I should know. The comfort turns sour and becomes awkward. But his company is still dear to me.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ALWAYS happens to me. And so, I confront them. 4/5 of the time, "Its not you, its me" is the response I get. The 1 time, he took in what I said and we pursued a relationship :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now, afraid. It was so different this time (though, not the same situation happened). I wasn't happy, but I wasn't sad either.. I was...confused and numb-ish!&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God I pray, I find my way. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-3783233073341390126?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3783233073341390126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=3783233073341390126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3783233073341390126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/3783233073341390126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/b-for-boys.html' title='B for Boys!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6482722871308546283</id><published>2011-04-01T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:16:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: A for Awesome Anointing</title><content type='html'>Today, I was one of the most fortunate youths in my community..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My godbrother had told me a few weeks ago about a special youth mass that was going to be held at our parish. He said that the priest gets a little more laid back and his sermons were good so i decided to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME. The energy, the sermon, the message of God. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message to the youth, the message to the parents FOR the youth. It was eye-opening. That whole service was a blessed anointing. There was a youth procession where the youth one by one offered up various items to better the youth and the parish. Some of the items were a staff, chains, cactus, tambourine and rock. the list goes on and on..&lt;br /&gt;Quite peculiar items eh? I wish i had the list of all the meanings of the items to elaborate further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I had not had my dinner and mass ended at almost 10pm, i didnt feel the hunger, until mass was over! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed an experience, and I thank God. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-6482722871308546283?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6482722871308546283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6482722871308546283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6482722871308546283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6482722871308546283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-1-for-awesome-anointing.html' title='Day 1: A for Awesome Anointing'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-4550909111075026872</id><published>2011-03-31T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:58:29.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>The A-Z Challenge.</title><content type='html'>As you can see, i have an additional widget to the left of my blog ( see the picture with the apple? yeah, that one). I just got myself into the April A-Z Challenge, where I need to post everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called A-Z because i'm required to post 1 letter a day (except sunday). I think its a pretty cool challenge to get my blogging groove back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned folks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm number 853 in the list! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-4550909111075026872?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4550909111075026872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=4550909111075026872&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4550909111075026872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4550909111075026872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2011/03/a-z-challenge.html' title='The A-Z Challenge.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-4440653309856664281</id><published>2010-12-29T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T15:29:59.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nessy Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rowy Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nychi Bear'/><title type='text'>A Post WORTH Blogging :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TRw0IAkTLJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/1qBsvnwFT5s/s1600/IMG00910-20101229-1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TRw0IAkTLJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/1qBsvnwFT5s/s320/IMG00910-20101229-1421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556373352464198802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEEEEEE THAT PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Rowena Silva Das&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nithyaa Ramasamy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanessa Gomes&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAME PICTURE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day makes 2010 super awesome. Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls to bits!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Nessy Bear. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-4440653309856664281?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4440653309856664281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=4440653309856664281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4440653309856664281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4440653309856664281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-worth-blogging.html' title='A Post WORTH Blogging :)'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TRw0IAkTLJI/AAAAAAAAC0E/1qBsvnwFT5s/s72-c/IMG00910-20101229-1421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-1565452230806201387</id><published>2010-10-26T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:56:17.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Kinetic Typography!</title><content type='html'>Yes yes yes! my FIRST kinetic typography!&lt;br /&gt;A bit rushed cos it was an assignment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But check it out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiDKje0GLc8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiDKje0GLc8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-1565452230806201387?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1565452230806201387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=1565452230806201387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1565452230806201387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/1565452230806201387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/10/kinetic-typography.html' title='Kinetic Typography!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-68377545149833293</id><published>2010-10-11T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:39:14.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craps.'/><title type='text'>Carleeeeen! xD</title><content type='html'>so so so, have i mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARLEEN CHARISSA BASTIAN IS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Just never give her blackmail information&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. Lovies! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-68377545149833293?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/68377545149833293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=68377545149833293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/68377545149833293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/68377545149833293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/10/carleeeeen-xd.html' title='Carleeeeen! xD'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-2764068478178645998</id><published>2010-10-09T11:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T11:54:14.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>Long Overdue Luao Post</title><content type='html'>Very much an overdue post.&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Luau at Carleen's! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food and good friends :) Though, I nearly didn't make it back home in time, just scraped through curfew *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_mNhZS8SI/AAAAAAAACzg/A0yoraEHdF4/s1600/60121_430124965980_720180980_5683017_8119192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_mNhZS8SI/AAAAAAAACzg/A0yoraEHdF4/s320/60121_430124965980_720180980_5683017_8119192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525888387784044834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_liyzrHSI/AAAAAAAACzY/qOfI4aw1k1I/s1600/60121_430124975980_720180980_5683018_562899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_liyzrHSI/AAAAAAAACzY/qOfI4aw1k1I/s320/60121_430124975980_720180980_5683018_562899_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525887653723708706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Carleen Bastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_lLUuT3DI/AAAAAAAACzQ/MasLcAywir4/s1600/IMG00650-20100926-2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_lLUuT3DI/AAAAAAAACzQ/MasLcAywir4/s320/IMG00650-20100926-2114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525887250511158322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shayne Especkerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_khIhFfjI/AAAAAAAACzI/Y5vCPq3LqLs/s1600/IMG00645-20100926-2111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_khIhFfjI/AAAAAAAACzI/Y5vCPq3LqLs/s320/IMG00645-20100926-2111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525886525679959602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Anand Pirinyuang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Carleen and I DO NOT look the slightest bit alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-2764068478178645998?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2764068478178645998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=2764068478178645998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/2764068478178645998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/2764068478178645998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-overdue-luao-post.html' title='Long Overdue Luao Post'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TK_mNhZS8SI/AAAAAAAACzg/A0yoraEHdF4/s72-c/60121_430124965980_720180980_5683017_8119192_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-2073980234671266886</id><published>2010-09-08T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:58:06.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>Another Finished Game.</title><content type='html'>True that! I finished another game today!&lt;br /&gt;There was no timer so I'm not sure how long it took me.&lt;br /&gt;But that's progress (not with my college work) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIcj6mpRkLI/AAAAAAAACyo/VGJRnkG8EKI/s1600/dinertowndetective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIcj6mpRkLI/AAAAAAAACyo/VGJRnkG8EKI/s320/dinertowndetective.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514415758451511474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The game is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;DinerTown&lt;/span&gt;, some detective game.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a bit of a headache 'cause it got really repetitious and boring after I finished half of it.&lt;br /&gt;But, its time-consuming! Good for a day where you want to rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the games for today!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a head start of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy Season 6&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have Season 6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be envious&lt;/span&gt;. Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-2073980234671266886?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2073980234671266886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=2073980234671266886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/2073980234671266886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/2073980234671266886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/09/another-finished-game.html' title='Another Finished Game.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIcj6mpRkLI/AAAAAAAACyo/VGJRnkG8EKI/s72-c/dinertowndetective.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-5586166993670832625</id><published>2010-09-07T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:55:23.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mummy♥'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>I am AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>Mmmhmm! I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TOTALLY awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in college, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Virginie&lt;/span&gt; gave me a whole bunch of downloaded games for this 8-day holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And me, as impatient as I am, started one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIZds08sf-I/AAAAAAAACyg/-G1vd5ALuyc/s1600/Awakening-The-Dreamless-Castle_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIZds08sf-I/AAAAAAAACyg/-G1vd5ALuyc/s320/Awakening-The-Dreamless-Castle_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514197818470596578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Awakening the Dreamless Castle &lt;/span&gt;(refer picture above) and its about saving this princess and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;I finished the game in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2 hours, 37 minutes and 45 seconds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, told'ja im awesome ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! On top of that, I, mummy's really sweet daughter, bought her a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIZc1saNM-I/AAAAAAAACyY/DB5ZTo2GKq4/s1600/nigella-christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIZc1saNM-I/AAAAAAAACyY/DB5ZTo2GKq4/s320/nigella-christmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514196871285650402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;True that! I got her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nigella's Christmas Recipe&lt;/span&gt; book!&lt;br /&gt;Mummy loves me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OhSoVeryMuch&lt;/span&gt; right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;I got it for her 'cause well, I love her and I didn't get her anything for her anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Now my new task, find something for Popsie's anniversary present. And that is a REALLY hard task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-5586166993670832625?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5586166993670832625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=5586166993670832625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5586166993670832625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5586166993670832625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-awesome.html' title='I am AWESOME!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TIZds08sf-I/AAAAAAAACyg/-G1vd5ALuyc/s72-c/Awakening-The-Dreamless-Castle_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-4665482294454449771</id><published>2010-09-02T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:12:41.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mohanaa♥'/><title type='text'>Mohanaa, In INDIA! :(</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm blogging again. Miracle eyh?&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm missing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mohanaa&lt;/span&gt;. You remember &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mohanaa&lt;/span&gt;? No? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mohanaa Nagalingam&lt;/span&gt;? Really? NOO??&lt;br /&gt;Fine, let me show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TH-rMz0mZBI/AAAAAAAACyQ/PnDhUxBtK0Y/s1600/CIMG2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TH-rMz0mZBI/AAAAAAAACyQ/PnDhUxBtK0Y/s320/CIMG2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512312705482384402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's her, beside me. Remember her now? Good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm here, in Malaysia. And she USED to stay like 5 minutes away from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW, SHE'S ALL THE WAY IN INDIA! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she called last week so I have her cellphone number there. But she said don't call or sms because its expensive. So that means I kinda have to wait for HER to call ME. Which sucks because she hasn't called me in 2 weeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I installed Skype and signed her up for Facebook the night before while she was packing, thinking that at the very least I could keep contact with her that way but when she called, she said she won't be getting any internet services for another few months! Haih! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mohanaa&lt;/span&gt;, if you EVER stumble upon this blog post, I MISS YOU SO MUCH! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;I hope you're coping alright with the syllabus there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;I Love You! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-4665482294454449771?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4665482294454449771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=4665482294454449771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4665482294454449771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/4665482294454449771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/09/mohanaa-in-india.html' title='Mohanaa, In INDIA! :('/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/TH-rMz0mZBI/AAAAAAAACyQ/PnDhUxBtK0Y/s72-c/CIMG2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-7482033112402847415</id><published>2010-08-28T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:14:15.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rowy Bear♥'/><title type='text'>Proud of you Wena! ♥</title><content type='html'>OK, this post is LOOOONG overdue but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/THkm1lVL2zI/AAAAAAAACyI/1tcZy8Pfq20/s1600/44420_1581227812310_1284128048_1621396_705424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/THkm1lVL2zI/AAAAAAAACyI/1tcZy8Pfq20/s320/44420_1581227812310_1284128048_1621396_705424_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510478321060404018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS ROWENA SILVA DAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very proud of you on your results.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;your driving ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for freaking me out in the middle of class! *stares* haha.&lt;br /&gt;But totally worth it!&lt;br /&gt;I knew you could do it! Love you long time!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-7482033112402847415?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7482033112402847415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=7482033112402847415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7482033112402847415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/7482033112402847415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/08/proud-of-you-wena.html' title='Proud of you Wena! ♥'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/THkm1lVL2zI/AAAAAAAACyI/1tcZy8Pfq20/s72-c/44420_1581227812310_1284128048_1621396_705424_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-5999942226589813875</id><published>2010-02-23T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:18:32.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me.'/><title type='text'>Grandpa Joe, its been 5 years.</title><content type='html'>Hello there! :D&lt;br /&gt; Yes yes, I kinda abandoned the blog again.&lt;br /&gt; To be honest, I forgot bout the blog, till &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rowy&lt;/span&gt; mentioned that she had updated hers :P&lt;br /&gt; BUT! I'll be sure to update on Chinese New Year :)&lt;br /&gt; I have to say, It was pretty good this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Right, for now, I'd like to take a moment to remember a person who was dear to me.&lt;br /&gt; Today would be 5 years since he passed on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My Grandpa Joe&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/S4PuiVrTGkI/AAAAAAAACwU/TiolP3fgVHs/s1600-h/Grandpa+Joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/S4PuiVrTGkI/AAAAAAAACwU/TiolP3fgVHs/s320/Grandpa+Joe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441455048495405634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, you can start laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;That's mini me and grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;You know, it doesn't feel like its been 5 years. It feels like its been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONGER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure. I know he's watching us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure he's the one who's guiding me through my little miracles ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of you, you've seen me blog about him almost every year with the same picture.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've finally accepted it, and I'm able to look back on the good moments I had, and not cry :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(but at times, i do shed a tear or two)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's My Grandpa Joe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Grandpa, I miss you. Your room still has your "grandpa scent". so its a constant reminder of your presence. I hope you and grandma are happily reunited :) Love you always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-5999942226589813875?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5999942226589813875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=5999942226589813875&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5999942226589813875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/5999942226589813875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandpa-joe-its-been-5-years.html' title='Grandpa Joe, its been 5 years.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5U9co3BdRqI/S4PuiVrTGkI/AAAAAAAACwU/TiolP3fgVHs/s72-c/Grandpa+Joe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-589000083161250204</id><published>2008-05-29T23:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:15:29.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me.'/><title type='text'>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes, Now &amp; Forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; taking long warm showers on cold rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; the sound of loud techno and rock music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; playing pool &lt;s&gt;though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Foosball&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; playing solitaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; long car rides with just me and my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; being alone. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;To get some things in my life straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; taking bubble baths late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; lazing in bed early in the morning or late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; falling asleep in Popsie's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; stargazing and astronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming is my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; dancing my heart out, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;like there's no one watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; doing &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Friday afternoon's at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Friday nights at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Damansara&lt;/span&gt; Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Saturday nights at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Skool&lt;/span&gt; Bistro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small &lt;/span&gt;intimate group of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;hugs&lt;/span&gt;. Especially by &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; and when I really &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;need em&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; playing &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;chess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;though I ain't that good at it as well.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; doing maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; late night chats and phone calls from me close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;. Especially by the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt; or in &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; getting simple messages like, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I miss you"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"How are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; long walks along the beach. Especially in the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Primavera&lt;/span&gt; shoes. &lt;s&gt;Though I can hardly afford it most of the time.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; late night &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ingg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; indulging in &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Milo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tarik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; cashew nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;vanilla&lt;/span&gt; ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my teddy (&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Bear Bear&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; composing stuff (songs, poems, essays, etc..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; studying (occasionally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; singing. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People say I sing well =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;surprising cuddles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; getting to know new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; shopping spree's &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;when I have cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Praise and Worship sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a sucker for &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;daisies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;am alright&lt;/span&gt; with my imperfections (&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;skin, height and weight&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my friends (You know who you are. *smiles* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And most of all, I love me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;I am me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;That'll&lt;/span&gt; never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;-Vanessa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt;-Lyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Gomes&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3226314577464003406-589000083161250204?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/589000083161250204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=589000083161250204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/589000083161250204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/589000083161250204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2008/05/vanessa-ee-lyn-gomes-now-and-forever.html' title='Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes, Now &amp; Forever.'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3226314577464003406.post-6276144003780972062</id><published>2007-12-02T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T17:34:51.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Accio Deathly Hallows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Accio Deathly Hallows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvvFiZyEyTA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvvFiZyEyTA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This is the coolest video ever!&lt;br /&gt;I actually watched this a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't think bout blogging it till today..&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm gettin kinda tired of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;prepublication media blitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;they've got all of muggle kind under their spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;don't they know the whole world's already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and reserved a copy from amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;how many more books could you sell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Just give me that book or go to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;{chorus}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I need ... Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a grindylow needs water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;as Saturday approaches my need grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Accio Deathly Hallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Incendio Book Sales Embargoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It'll feel like phoenix tears on a broken nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Accio deathly hallows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Accio deathly hallows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm getting kinda petrified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What would Ron do if Hermione died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Or if Voldemort killed Hedwig just for yucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I have no confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;in theories about the half blood prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And what if Harry's brain is a horcrux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Holy crap that would frikkin suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;{chorus}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;{bridge}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever's up the sleve of JK Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I bet it has to do with snape unbreakably vowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;to protect that pureblood pus face Malfoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But in the end I don't think it's gonna matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;if Snape's good, or if he's bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;because the weight of the world rests on our boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yeah the weight of the world rests on our boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;{chorus}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But mostly I'm just feelin' sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know this could end real bad but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I wish it didn't have to end at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yeah I wish it didn't have to end at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cause I couldn't care more about Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If Hogwarts was my Alma Mater....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. If you're not a Harry Potter fan, you may not understand the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;~Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes~&lt;br /&gt;{Harry Potter-fied}&lt;br /&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/3226314577464003406-6276144003780972062?l=freakylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6276144003780972062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3226314577464003406&amp;postID=6276144003780972062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6276144003780972062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3226314577464003406/posts/default/6276144003780972062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakylyn.blogspot.com/2007/12/accio-deathly-hallows.html' title='Accio Deathly Hallows!'/><author><name>Vanessa Ee-Lyn Gomes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03483604298651789495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pCSlwtSojk/TxHWg0ax8OI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/7JjyilFhruU/s1600/294792_10150270828028036_678648035_7997953_736659_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
