<?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-4468470353881337370</id><updated>2012-01-27T18:40:38.457+08:00</updated><category term='My Outfit'/><category term='Teaching'/><category term='Happy'/><category term='The Big Day'/><category term='DIY - creative corner'/><category term='Being a Woman'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='My Poi'/><category term='Events'/><category term='My grandma'/><category term='Room Makeover Project'/><category term='Angry'/><category term='Thought'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Miss Little Town</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>319</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4175922777344945920</id><published>2012-01-27T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:12:33.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-be: Bridesmaids's Gifts</title><content type='html'>I can finally strike off bridesmaids' dresses in my wedding to-do list. It took us 2 days to finally find the right ones. Yay! I've already sent out some packages, 2 more to go. Let's get excited ladies! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTiKeQ_sHe0/TyISL0W792I/AAAAAAAADCo/yxE8YzvJRKc/s1600/color.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTiKeQ_sHe0/TyISL0W792I/AAAAAAAADCo/yxE8YzvJRKc/s1600/color.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DElTCDbXhHc/TyISK2_VuTI/AAAAAAAADCg/qXfFGONBlrM/s1600/Photo0347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DElTCDbXhHc/TyISK2_VuTI/AAAAAAAADCg/qXfFGONBlrM/s1600/Photo0347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjpWmQ8JQEY/TyISJpVVKLI/AAAAAAAADCY/ZSWbH4srXjs/s1600/Photo0345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjpWmQ8JQEY/TyISJpVVKLI/AAAAAAAADCY/ZSWbH4srXjs/s1600/Photo0345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkGGmyMAy7E/TyISM6pFZsI/AAAAAAAADCw/KH4KjkFXY5M/s1600/Photo0344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkGGmyMAy7E/TyISM6pFZsI/AAAAAAAADCw/KH4KjkFXY5M/s1600/Photo0344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love while you can and don't forget to be a part of your loved ones' wonderful memories. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4175922777344945920?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4175922777344945920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4175922777344945920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4175922777344945920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4175922777344945920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/bride-to-be-bridesmaidss-gifts.html' title='Bride-to-be: Bridesmaids&apos;s Gifts'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTiKeQ_sHe0/TyISL0W792I/AAAAAAAADCo/yxE8YzvJRKc/s72-c/color.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6947025171489629082</id><published>2012-01-20T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:50:08.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-be: Rainbow bridesmaids</title><content type='html'>Personally, a wedding (and also a marriage) is a community project. It's utterly meaningless without the important people in your life. Albert and I have decided to have all our very very best friends to be the bridesmaids and the groomsmen. Excited! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rr08bNkeZlI/Txj-haJdssI/AAAAAAAADBg/Jxro8v5hVGs/s1600/bridesmaid1L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rr08bNkeZlI/Txj-haJdssI/AAAAAAAADBg/Jxro8v5hVGs/s1600/bridesmaid1L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have chosen 4 friends who have been with me through my ups and downs, through my break-ups and make-ups, keeping all my secrets, to some stupid secrets to the darkest ones. These are the girls that have never failed to offer their help and shoulders to cry on and laughter to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that they are of different backgrounds and attitudes, I have opted for different colours and designs for each bridesmaid. I want them to feel pretty and still be able to express themselves. Forcing the ladies to fit into ugly dresses and colours is a big NO-NO. =.= Can't wait! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9NgN_hqeVY/Txj-kxbYQmI/AAAAAAAADBo/0Pfc9e_GbS0/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9NgN_hqeVY/Txj-kxbYQmI/AAAAAAAADBo/0Pfc9e_GbS0/s1600/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AusOq9H1bP0/Txj-lxO_e2I/AAAAAAAADBw/pozlCB1Wzvw/s1600/100lc_rwhollybilly5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AusOq9H1bP0/Txj-lxO_e2I/AAAAAAAADBw/pozlCB1Wzvw/s1600/100lc_rwhollybilly5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdakjF07N5s/Txj-n3-P_3I/AAAAAAAADB4/bjBM8lK3Ky4/s1600/100lc_rwhollybilly5a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdakjF07N5s/Txj-n3-P_3I/AAAAAAAADB4/bjBM8lK3Ky4/s1600/100lc_rwhollybilly5a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love while you can and keep friends close to your heart. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6947025171489629082?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6947025171489629082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6947025171489629082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6947025171489629082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6947025171489629082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/bride-to-be-rainbow-bridesmaids.html' title='Bride-to-be: Rainbow bridesmaids'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rr08bNkeZlI/Txj-haJdssI/AAAAAAAADBg/Jxro8v5hVGs/s72-c/bridesmaid1L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1557916357026693902</id><published>2012-01-19T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:24:55.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-be: Happy colours.</title><content type='html'>Burden was totally lifted up when Lydia (Albert's brother's wife / future sister-in-law) said that she was willing to help with the wedding planning. Yay! ^__^ The first thing she asked was the theme for the big day. I thought for a while and the first two things that came to mind were candies, bubble gums and marshmallows.I googled the images for these two and found a few pictures that I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these are the perfect colours because they make me happy just looking at them. Awwwwww.... *teary eyes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhL64YAnBFI/Txe0xKYHHQI/AAAAAAAADBY/a8NfYoEFq78/s1600/pastel.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhL64YAnBFI/Txe0xKYHHQI/AAAAAAAADBY/a8NfYoEFq78/s1600/pastel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukaR6hRreCA/TxesoDauemI/AAAAAAAADBQ/6pYg8RRvaRQ/s1600/November+2011+294-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukaR6hRreCA/TxesoDauemI/AAAAAAAADBQ/6pYg8RRvaRQ/s1600/November+2011+294-tile.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love while you can and don't forget to enjoy the ride while you are on the way to the destination. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1557916357026693902?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1557916357026693902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1557916357026693902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1557916357026693902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1557916357026693902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/bride-to-be-happy-colours.html' title='Bride-to-be: Happy colours.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhL64YAnBFI/Txe0xKYHHQI/AAAAAAAADBY/a8NfYoEFq78/s72-c/pastel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2422774409402366182</id><published>2012-01-16T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:35:48.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-be: Pre-wedding dress.</title><content type='html'>As you can see on the Daisypath wedding day counter on the right of this blog, you'll see that there are only 5 months plus left before the big day. *gasps* Honestly, we're still a little bit clueless about all this wedding thingy but we've been praying hard for wisdom to pull this thing off together, and we are so thankful that friends and families have been very helpful throwing ideas and helping with the wedding. *teary eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my lovely readers, please be patient and bear with me because for these 5 months and so, most of the time I will blog about the wedding preparation and most of the time will be asking opinions from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me?&amp;nbsp; ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, Albert (the fiance, eceh2) didn't plan to have pre-wedding photos because we suck big time when it comes to pose 'romantically' if you know what I mean. However, the wedding photographer offered a very very very good and promising package that we just couldn't resist. ^__^ So, we finally decided to have one, PROVIDED that we do a simple and sweet photoshoot, meaning, no fancy-fancy dresses or the likes. Gosh, I'm such a boring bride-to-be... =_= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOglwIywfs/TxOI7E6MFWI/AAAAAAAADBI/p-Z68ANeq0s/s1600/short1-tile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOglwIywfs/TxOI7E6MFWI/AAAAAAAADBI/p-Z68ANeq0s/s1600/short1-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any wedding websites or blogs you want to recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2422774409402366182?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2422774409402366182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2422774409402366182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2422774409402366182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2422774409402366182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/bride-to-be-pre-wedding-dress.html' title='Bride-to-be: Pre-wedding dress.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0dOglwIywfs/TxOI7E6MFWI/AAAAAAAADBI/p-Z68ANeq0s/s72-c/short1-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8084624101812644200</id><published>2012-01-12T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:40:36.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><title type='text'>Bride-to-be: Capturing Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The first thing that I looked for when I knew that the wedding bells were ringing, was WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHER. I'm obsessed with wedding photos. Even when wedding was not in my dictionary before, I spent my free afternoons browsing wedding photos. They somehow make me happy. ^__*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I actually called a few photographers outside of Kuching because I thought we had not-so-talented local photographers. You know what? I was proven wrong! ^__*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Radina, my colleague (picture below) told me about this amazing, super amazing Kuching photographer that she was using for her wedding. I checked out the Facebook &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt; (please click!) and I.FELL.IN.LOVE.WITH.IT.RIGHT.AWAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I believe that he has these eyes that can really capture the moment, he's like the next Anna Rina Rahim! ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nn_wmwvoL88/Tw5u4hDZNxI/AAAAAAAADAc/_z6rxAdu-O8/s1600/332945_251118561602870_107564069291654_624852_361537572_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5B0oYP7Q9I/Tw5u5kASsMI/AAAAAAAADAg/Qe4K9KKgUlk/s1600/243191_186889718025755_107564069291654_417149_5904168_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4uRtsb9ms4/Tw5u6u5vE8I/AAAAAAAADAs/MwSJJ2zdiiA/s1600/243502_186652644716129_107564069291654_415894_4138717_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRQ7Tj4jVHw/Tw5u7hq28YI/AAAAAAAADAw/YZzDUnN1nNg/s1600/286510_211059122275481_107564069291654_509771_3324475_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7N7cCMU-OTw/Tw5u8QZ7S8I/AAAAAAAADA8/iKF0md7pDTY/s1600/325185_251862181528508_107564069291654_627280_1905817227_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/piccherita" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mz6MK3r0XU/Tw5t7E2Bd0I/AAAAAAAADAU/CE1bYMtRrYY/s1600/285851_242764205771639_107564069291654_599002_1188967735_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you can see, most of his clients are Muslims (akad nikah and persandingan) and we will be the rare non-Muslims clients that they will have and we're going to have ours in a church and another wedding reception. I told the photographer about it, he said he will give his best shot. I can't wait! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I think he has one of the best portfolios, no exaggerated editing, natural and creative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea on what should we do for the wedding photos? ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and capture every sweet moment that makes you smile when you grow old and wrinkled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8084624101812644200?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8084624101812644200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8084624101812644200&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8084624101812644200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8084624101812644200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Bride-to-be: Capturing Memories.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nn_wmwvoL88/Tw5u4hDZNxI/AAAAAAAADAc/_z6rxAdu-O8/s72-c/332945_251118561602870_107564069291654_624852_361537572_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-896512870942008669</id><published>2012-01-09T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:57:36.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>What do I want to achieve in 2012?</title><content type='html'>Oh wait, before that, let's review whether I have achieved what I had written down in my 2011 wishlist. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep5c9lcOEEA/TwqIDRbBakI/AAAAAAAAC_c/IRvaWLxQ5h8/s1600/2011+wiah-list.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep5c9lcOEEA/TwqIDRbBakI/AAAAAAAAC_c/IRvaWLxQ5h8/s1600/2011+wiah-list.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. Be a giving person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Partially achieved! ^__*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Be more financially-wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I read a few books on money management and start saving. Well, I've started a few years ago but I didn't really monitor what's going in and what's going on, at least I do now. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Respect my body more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I've ditched some revealing and inappropriate outfit knowing that my body is a temple of God. That's humbling enough. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Be focus at work - less texting / FB-ing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I'm more focused at work now compared to the previous year. In return, more tasks can be done and the downside? Also less photo updating online. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. Be wise in relationship department&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Wow! This one, I can say, is the highlight of the year. Single in 2010,  I got myself a boyfriend in 2011 and engaged in the same year, and planning to get married in 2012. How much better can it get? ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oHO-nPCbfXA/TwqP9oNpiaI/AAAAAAAAC_s/LggRGh2Vp6U/s1600/387415_2406283847046_1549675609_31928442_2133949979_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oHO-nPCbfXA/TwqP9oNpiaI/AAAAAAAAC_s/LggRGh2Vp6U/s1600/387415_2406283847046_1549675609_31928442_2133949979_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. Do one part-time job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I did 2 part-time jobs actually. One is emceeing and another one proofreading. Yay! ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7. Save up for overseas trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Went to Jakarta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-ryHe-z5GQ/TwqOaA9w_pI/AAAAAAAAC_k/tNK6Lq3WvVU/s1600/November+2011+275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-ryHe-z5GQ/TwqOaA9w_pI/AAAAAAAAC_k/tNK6Lq3WvVU/s1600/November+2011+275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8. Girly vacation - Langkawi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Postponed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;9. Two-piece bikini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I no longer want to have this in wishlist. *tosses away*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10. Buy a guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I suddenly realized that I don't really need one. *tosses away*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To conclude my 2011, I had one amazing year. One thing I learned in 2011 is to let go and let God. I learned to rely on God 100% and to walk with Him ALL THE TIME. It was hard at first because I didn't really trust Him in making some decisions in my life. You know what, once I let Him be the Master of my life, I have never looked back and I keep moving forward. Nobody can stop me. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I look at my 2011 goals, I had too many in my list that I forgot some of them throughout the year. So for this year, 2012, I just stick to 5 goals. There you go. ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgP3sBVgHno/TwqH-dG8MRI/AAAAAAAAC_U/epj3T84toww/s1600/Sweet_flower_pattern_Design_WA04_073L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgP3sBVgHno/TwqH-dG8MRI/AAAAAAAAC_U/epj3T84toww/s1600/Sweet_flower_pattern_Design_WA04_073L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm thanking God everyday for His blessings and never He had given less. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you achieved yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-896512870942008669?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/896512870942008669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=896512870942008669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/896512870942008669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/896512870942008669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-do-i-want-to-achieve-in-2012.html' title='What do I want to achieve in 2012?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep5c9lcOEEA/TwqIDRbBakI/AAAAAAAAC_c/IRvaWLxQ5h8/s72-c/2011+wiah-list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8367428998626376811</id><published>2012-01-06T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:23:54.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Engaged.</title><content type='html'>Jeweller: Do you want to carve your names on the ring?&lt;br /&gt;E: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;A: My name on her ring, her name on my ring.&lt;br /&gt;Jeweller: Sure. Do you want to add anything else? Like the wedding date, etc. ?&lt;br /&gt;E: No, names would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A &amp;amp; E went out of the jewellery shop. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Why don't we just carve the date, our hobbies, makanan kegemaran, minuman kegemaran, motto kehidupan, yada yada yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;E: ........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we are finally engaged! Yahooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! ^___^&amp;nbsp; Honestly, it was seriously tiring, I didn't even have time to do my make up and hair, everything was wash and go. But you know what, we are more than blessed. We were so blessed in one way or another. We can never repay how people around us have blessed us with their presence, support and prayers. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBLVCjTJ5V4/TwaQ3knGTLI/AAAAAAAAC_M/Rth6EKoNhJs/s1600/November+2011+537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBLVCjTJ5V4/TwaQ3knGTLI/AAAAAAAAC_M/Rth6EKoNhJs/s1600/November+2011+537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhmWriX-r68/TwaQ2ZO4LkI/AAAAAAAAC_E/DOD_7RbHFvE/s1600/November+2011+569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhmWriX-r68/TwaQ2ZO4LkI/AAAAAAAAC_E/DOD_7RbHFvE/s1600/November+2011+569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, it's exactly 6 months before our BIG DAY. We are already planning and booking things for the BIG DAY. As we've said before, it's a community project and we want YOU to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thanking God everyday for His wonders and blessings. Thanks to those who have supported, wished and prayed for us. You are first loved by Him. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8367428998626376811?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8367428998626376811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8367428998626376811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8367428998626376811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8367428998626376811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2012/01/engaged.html' title='Engaged.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBLVCjTJ5V4/TwaQ3knGTLI/AAAAAAAAC_M/Rth6EKoNhJs/s72-c/November+2011+537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7707533132903078459</id><published>2011-12-22T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:51:02.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>The reason for celebration</title><content type='html'>I'm going home to my little hometown very soon, so I guess it's not too early to wish all of you a Merry Christmas. Christmas is a meaningful occasion for most of us. Personally, it's important for me because the world is meaningless without Christ, and He was born to this earth because He knew what we need most - LOVE &amp;amp; FORGIVENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am humbled by how great God is, nothing compares to what He has done on the cross, for I know whatever I have now it's not because of me but because of Him alone. I have nothing to be proud of but Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them." Luke 2:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are busy with our lives, with the preparations, with so many things, let's take some time and some room for Him in our hearts, for He is King, He is the Father, He is the Saviour and most importantly, He is LOVE. Have you got LOVE today? ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bWIpVspbRnY/TvK_K-4MyCI/AAAAAAAAC-8/TYgQCQxkvy0/s1600/397272_10150457210791026_689431025_8786791_1809685457_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bWIpVspbRnY/TvK_K-4MyCI/AAAAAAAAC-8/TYgQCQxkvy0/s1600/397272_10150457210791026_689431025_8786791_1809685457_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Band Performance at The Hills Shopping Mall, Kuching&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uD6ILXTw3ao/TvK_FzKAtZI/AAAAAAAAC-0/k_0_fYHRjsA/s1600/335309_2941182853219_1370635701_3163576_1608431960_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uD6ILXTw3ao/TvK_FzKAtZI/AAAAAAAAC-0/k_0_fYHRjsA/s1600/335309_2941182853219_1370635701_3163576_1608431960_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A random take which ended up as a Christmas wish on FB. LIKE! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 9:6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, love while you can, stay calm and cool in the midst of chaos and hatred. Ignore negativity, absorb positivity and don't forget to stay awesome!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7707533132903078459?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7707533132903078459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7707533132903078459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7707533132903078459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7707533132903078459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/12/reason-for-celebration.html' title='The reason for celebration'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bWIpVspbRnY/TvK_K-4MyCI/AAAAAAAAC-8/TYgQCQxkvy0/s72-c/397272_10150457210791026_689431025_8786791_1809685457_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4953044824597853084</id><published>2011-12-16T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:39:59.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Live Performance</title><content type='html'>Missing some Christmas numbers? Come join us. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Date : 17 December 2011 (Saturday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time: 7.30 - 9.30 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Venue: The Hills Shopping Mall, Kuching (Next toPullman Hotel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you expect tomorrow evening? Me singing, the BF drumming and awesome choir team from the D'Victorious youth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there! Oh right, love while you can. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4953044824597853084?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4953044824597853084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4953044824597853084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4953044824597853084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4953044824597853084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/12/live-performance.html' title='Live Performance'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7003785831903208882</id><published>2011-12-12T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T15:53:14.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;December is my favourite month! Why? Because it's Christmas, of course. Yay! While waiting for my students for an assessment, I made these childish Christmas tree cut-outs as my office deco (konon) to uplift the spirit. ^__^ &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWIPGLCrGI/TuCazlbJ5TI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/6zYrA2GlPIA/s1600/Photo0276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWIPGLCrGI/TuCazlbJ5TI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/6zYrA2GlPIA/s1600/Photo0276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcCScKZpQY8/TuCa1JXPJxI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/mIOD4eTgr7w/s1600/Photo0278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JcCScKZpQY8/TuCa1JXPJxI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/mIOD4eTgr7w/s1600/Photo0278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I came to office, everything fell of. Deco failed big time. *sigh* T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kee Man had just come back from his international conference in Korea and got us this. One for me and one for Heartbeat, yay! Suka! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhmFI9HYfE0/TuCa1ymJvtI/AAAAAAAAC-g/YA89_YRiKeI/s1600/Photo0277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhmFI9HYfE0/TuCa1ymJvtI/AAAAAAAAC-g/YA89_YRiKeI/s1600/Photo0277.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;By the way, are you free this saturday evening? 17 December 2011? Come, join us at The Hills, Kuching. We are going to perform some classic Christmas numbers. If you are free, do drop by, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a holy jolly Christmas people! Love while you can. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7003785831903208882?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7003785831903208882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7003785831903208882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7003785831903208882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7003785831903208882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWIPGLCrGI/TuCazlbJ5TI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/6zYrA2GlPIA/s72-c/Photo0276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3457671778608019267</id><published>2011-12-08T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T19:08:03.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Day'/><title type='text'>Of proposal.</title><content type='html'>A few months after we dated, Heartbeat popped up 'THE QUESTION'. At first, he casually asked me, "Wanna marry me?", I answered, "Are you serious?", "Ya, of course. You want to? ", then I answered, "Of course I want to!", then he smiled. But in my heart, I seriously thought he was joking, even if it was serious, maybe it will happen in 3-4 years time. As quoted from him, "Maybe I'll get married when I'm 30" when I asked when he planned to settle down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he had this habit of writing "Marry me?" all over my books. Then I asked him, "Are you proposing?", then he would answer, "I am, will you?", as usual I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that he was serious when he asked the possible date for the engagement. We suggested a few dates. It was supposed to be end of next year somewhere in December, then it changed to July next year, then it changed to January next year, then the final say? End of this month. *gasps* The reason? Why wait? ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be someone's fiancee end of this month! Woooohoooo!!! How super cool is that! ^________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that girls always have this dream where the man comes kneeling before the girl, then the girl puts both of her hands covering her mouth with tears and all, then suddenly the man takes out a small box, he opens it then there it is, the ring of the rings, shining brighter than the sun, when suddenly the man says, "Darling, will you marry me?" Then, the girl is speechless for a minute, then again tears in her eyes, kneels together with the man and suddenly nods her head with shaky voice saying, "Yes! Yes! Yes!", then they kiss, a very long and passionate and wet kiss, then they exchange "I love you"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG! That didn't happen.T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night inside his car... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Aren't you going to propose to me?&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: I did.&lt;br /&gt;Summer: When? You mean when you wrote down 'marry me?' in my books and asked me to marry you the other day?&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Summer: No, that's not proposing!&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: What is?&lt;br /&gt;Summer: You know that you should buy a ring first, put it inside a small box, kneel in front of me and pop that question, that is proposing. Like the one in TV.&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Eh? *silent* You want to marry me or not?!&lt;br /&gt;Summer: I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Then, LET'S GET MARRIED LA!&lt;br /&gt;Summer: ............................ *laughs hysterically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9jz4oR-ooM/TuCac-PcAGI/AAAAAAAAC-A/4FDhkVdw13c/s1600/IMG00271-20111119-2027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9jz4oR-ooM/TuCac-PcAGI/AAAAAAAAC-A/4FDhkVdw13c/s1600/IMG00271-20111119-2027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thinking about it, why do we have to make a big fuss about the proposal and all? Gosh, I love my boyfriend. *__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2 months before the engagement, he went to Kapit to 'meminang', ALONE! *gasps* Normally, a man would bring like a whole troop or the whole village to meet the family, but being a gentleman he really is, he came alone asking for my hand for marriage from both of my parents. The sweetest thing. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most nerve wrecking moment ever, but it went well. Praise God. ^__^ Today, I finally decided to share the moment with you as the journey is about to start soon, very soon, and I would want YOU to be a part of it. Come? ^__^&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, let me leave you with some of my fave photos of him drumming. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TgUFALvyVZk/TuBPpA5tgPI/AAAAAAAAC9s/1oAfA0ZnTnw/s1600/IMG00244-20111117-2034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TgUFALvyVZk/TuBPpA5tgPI/AAAAAAAAC9s/1oAfA0ZnTnw/s1600/IMG00244-20111117-2034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PCSA37Cy5w/TuBPtO_3QNI/AAAAAAAAC90/j4htYQg0jDI/s1600/IMG00245-20111117-2034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PCSA37Cy5w/TuBPtO_3QNI/AAAAAAAAC90/j4htYQg0jDI/s1600/IMG00245-20111117-2034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next week is the ring shopping, can't wait to share with you. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can like really love while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3457671778608019267?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3457671778608019267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3457671778608019267&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3457671778608019267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3457671778608019267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-proposal.html' title='Of proposal.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9jz4oR-ooM/TuCac-PcAGI/AAAAAAAAC-A/4FDhkVdw13c/s72-c/IMG00271-20111119-2027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5906788714789668377</id><published>2011-12-01T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T17:56:47.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Looking back at life.</title><content type='html'>It's December now, how time flies. It's towards the end of 2011 and this is the best month to reflect on what had happened throughout the year. When I look back at my own life, when I reflect the many events that had happened, I am amazed at how things have changed, at how my goals have changed, at how myself has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I have grown to a more matured woman with new vision and goals, with new mentality and even with new strength. Things that may look impossible a few months ago, now are proven possible. Life is a miracle itself, don't you think so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of 2011 is I must admit the relationship I have with Heartbeat. People may think I am stupid for having a nickname for my love of life, but heck who cares, don't you have your own nicknames for your loved ones too? If your boyfriend's name is Mohamad Kamarudin, won't you be calling him 'Honey' or 'Sayang'? Don't tell me you call him Mohamad Kamarudin. Well no, Heartbeat is not Mohamad Kamarudin.Whoever Mohamad Kamarudin out there, please take note that your name is for illustration purpose only. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect and we are no exception. There are flaws in me, so is in him. There are times when we can't tolerate each others' weaknesses, but I'm glad we take our time to sit down and talk and let our hearts out. We bring out each others' strengths and work on polishing them. I'm glad that we actually hold on to what we have and keep reminding each other of the wonderful things that await us in the future. I am learning, he is learning, we are both learning. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, family. I am more than blessed to have a second family here in Kuching, his family that I can call family too, seeing that my own family is so far away. When I was so sick, I can always snuggle under the blanket with his family around, when I want home-cooked meals, I can always rely on his family. When I want to feel 'at home', his home is where I am heading. It's a blessing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember one night I was crying, not because of sadness but I was so happy to have such a 'family', I thanked him. But more than that, I thanked God, because He knows what I need the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel helpless in life that I feel like giving up, but Heartbeat keeps reminding me of the things ahead of me, I'm revived. My journey with God has been a tough one, I have neglected Him so many times in my life, even now I still do, forgive me dear Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 has almost come to its end, I can't wait for the great things in store for us in 2012. The post seems so melancholy, blame the rain outside. It has been a very gloomy day but inside my heart, I'm at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5906788714789668377?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5906788714789668377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5906788714789668377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5906788714789668377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5906788714789668377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/12/looking-back-at-life.html' title='Looking back at life.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2799511303778993221</id><published>2011-11-24T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T16:39:14.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><title type='text'>Lessons learned.</title><content type='html'>I'm half a zombie now since I have not had proper rest for the past 2 weeks, and next week I'll still be bogged down by work. And the week after more tasks are coming in.T__________T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Blame who? Blame me, myself and I. These are the lessons that I seriously need to learn and MUST learn before I become a real zombie, a real one.&amp;nbsp; T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not to accept tasks more than I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to be driven by money.&lt;br /&gt;3. Not to underestimate 'easy tasks' but actually time-consuming.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh God, for the umpteenth time, grant me wisdom and strength, and yeah, peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, when I was a little bit free, I get to roam around at Logos, the ship that is full of books. Can't wait to my old self again. T___________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFm-R2hQ-Ls/Ts3_lk8j_4I/AAAAAAAAC9A/m6hywQTi-bw/s1600/nov11+087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFm-R2hQ-Ls/Ts3_lk8j_4I/AAAAAAAAC9A/m6hywQTi-bw/s1600/nov11+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pib_0QiUyHY/Ts3_uqiWAPI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/MgbX1J2mTJs/s1600/nov11+113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pib_0QiUyHY/Ts3_uqiWAPI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/MgbX1J2mTJs/s1600/nov11+113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASd0ivzMAGU/Ts4AuwVUWQI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/KjQYSzNiurU/s1600/nov11+117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASd0ivzMAGU/Ts4AuwVUWQI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/KjQYSzNiurU/s1600/nov11+117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgRl-GP-roM/Ts3_qHc0liI/AAAAAAAAC9I/_rzp39Wwjok/s1600/nov11+107.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgRl-GP-roM/Ts3_qHc0liI/AAAAAAAAC9I/_rzp39Wwjok/s1600/nov11+107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgRl-GP-roM/Ts3_qHc0liI/AAAAAAAAC9I/_rzp39Wwjok/s1600/nov11+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgRl-GP-roM/Ts3_qHc0liI/AAAAAAAAC9I/_rzp39Wwjok/s1600/nov11+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MgRl-GP-roM/Ts3_qHc0liI/AAAAAAAAC9I/_rzp39Wwjok/s1600/nov11+107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love while you can and stay calm for now, stay calm, stay calm... *chanting to myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2799511303778993221?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2799511303778993221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2799511303778993221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2799511303778993221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2799511303778993221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/11/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons learned.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFm-R2hQ-Ls/Ts3_lk8j_4I/AAAAAAAAC9A/m6hywQTi-bw/s72-c/nov11+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8385214579930823349</id><published>2011-11-22T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:55:32.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain to conquer</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Work is piling like a mountain now that I feel so drowned in it. *sigh* I still have a lot in my to-do list to strike off but with a packed schedule, some tasks are almost impossible to handle. *sigh yet again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, grant me strength and wisdom. T______T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtwMQFhn8KI/Tsr_lgO5DYI/AAAAAAAAC84/uicTeZzRkYc/s1600/322566_2731850740047_1370635701_3082672_1419565934_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtwMQFhn8KI/Tsr_lgO5DYI/AAAAAAAAC84/uicTeZzRkYc/s1600/322566_2731850740047_1370635701_3082672_1419565934_o.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the midst of chaos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you; I do not give it to you as the world does. Do not let your hearts be distressed or lacking in courage"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John 14:27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can.. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Hey Heartbeat, I love you. 37 more days to go. :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8385214579930823349?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8385214579930823349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8385214579930823349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8385214579930823349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8385214579930823349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/11/mountain-to-conquer.html' title='Mountain to conquer'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mtwMQFhn8KI/Tsr_lgO5DYI/AAAAAAAAC84/uicTeZzRkYc/s72-c/322566_2731850740047_1370635701_3082672_1419565934_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-215971377109809844</id><published>2011-11-09T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T12:57:32.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Jakarta rocks!</title><content type='html'>I finally got hold of my own passport for my very FIRST overseas trip, yay! ^______________^ I got so excited because I could finally strike off my &lt;a href="http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/p/miss-little-towns-wishlist.html" target="_blank"&gt;wishlist&lt;/a&gt; of places I want to go. So, 4 of us went to Jakarta for Empowered 21 conference, it was not really a holiday, but heck who cares, I still went overseas, yay! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp27x9Fgy-g/Trof2SpUUfI/AAAAAAAAC74/s6qquVhMJBg/s1600/November+2011+275.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp27x9Fgy-g/Trof2SpUUfI/AAAAAAAAC74/s6qquVhMJBg/s1600/November+2011+275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pppNFYk6on4/Trof4EcNnVI/AAAAAAAAC8A/pGt_kI-z-2s/s1600/November+2011+280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pppNFYk6on4/Trof4EcNnVI/AAAAAAAAC8A/pGt_kI-z-2s/s1600/November+2011+280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been wanting to go to Jakarta just because my favourite, favourite fashion bloggers are both from Indonesia, &lt;a href="http://dianarikasari.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Diana&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.luce-dale.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Devi&lt;/a&gt;. It's not that I could bump into them when I went there, but I was so freaking excited! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized when I went there, the women are so fashionable! I love it that they could pull together very nice looks wearing LITERALLY anything, from Batik to pants to dresses, I totally fall in love with the women there. INSPIRING! *_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp27x9Fgy-g/Trof2SpUUfI/AAAAAAAAC74/s6qquVhMJBg/s1600/November+2011+275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pUnR34Stkg8/Trof-Nu_1II/AAAAAAAAC8I/X3KyKVamvBE/s1600/November+2011+380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pUnR34Stkg8/Trof-Nu_1II/AAAAAAAAC8I/X3KyKVamvBE/s1600/November+2011+380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdpMZLR-PxM/TrogB2mAs6I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/2KtfTeCo4cY/s1600/November+2011+386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sdpMZLR-PxM/TrogB2mAs6I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/2KtfTeCo4cY/s1600/November+2011+386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEyh1aAjNUA/TrogFrMhurI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Aq6dsOJ-8CI/s1600/November+2011+389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hEyh1aAjNUA/TrogFrMhurI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/Aq6dsOJ-8CI/s1600/November+2011+389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKuZ4AB9ACo/TrogIQ_OjiI/AAAAAAAAC8g/rqqfwGVcLBQ/s1600/November+2011+452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKuZ4AB9ACo/TrogIQ_OjiI/AAAAAAAAC8g/rqqfwGVcLBQ/s1600/November+2011+452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7W-SXFn24WM/TrogMi8a9EI/AAAAAAAAC8o/xw3dZQ-4H1k/s1600/November+2011+481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7W-SXFn24WM/TrogMi8a9EI/AAAAAAAAC8o/xw3dZQ-4H1k/s1600/November+2011+481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2v8gYIYFQo/TrogPSEz2JI/AAAAAAAAC8w/1cILwMgplBA/s1600/November+2011+563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2v8gYIYFQo/TrogPSEz2JI/AAAAAAAAC8w/1cILwMgplBA/s1600/November+2011+563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was indeed an awesome conference! My very first big conference. I was so blessed and I learned a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and keep growing people! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'll be away AGAIN for 10 days, need to cancel lots of classes. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-215971377109809844?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/215971377109809844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=215971377109809844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/215971377109809844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/215971377109809844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/11/jakarta-rocks.html' title='Jakarta rocks!'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sp27x9Fgy-g/Trof2SpUUfI/AAAAAAAAC74/s6qquVhMJBg/s72-c/November+2011+275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2199875331732396486</id><published>2011-11-08T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:27:22.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>of Krazy Robot, the band.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are the what? Yes, we are the Krazy Robot. T_________________T&amp;nbsp; I thought the guys were joking when they said they wanted to join battle of the bands and the band's name is Krazy Robot. Then, I found out that it was not a joke at all, when Krazy Robot was written as the band name on the registration form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my students saw me as one of the vocalists of Krazy Robot. Yes, so cool. T_____________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line-up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vocalists - Eric &amp;amp; Erlinda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guitar - Melvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bass - Darrel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keyboard - Roy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drum - Albert &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Songs: Jetlagged (Simple Plan) &amp;amp; Higher (Taio Cruz) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Event: UNIMAS Battle of the Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Result: 6th place out of 50+ bands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8I6khTCo8c/TriWpXQ-OnI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/CEvgy3SIVhg/s1600/November+2011+186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8I6khTCo8c/TriWpXQ-OnI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/CEvgy3SIVhg/s1600/November+2011+186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiY_nrLE0Yw/TriWvLX9uiI/AAAAAAAAC4g/O0xDl8Kte2k/s1600/November+2011+189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiY_nrLE0Yw/TriWvLX9uiI/AAAAAAAAC4g/O0xDl8Kte2k/s1600/November+2011+189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHQQiIaAYvI/TriWsNrrT9I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/G_9VJUyMZ8A/s1600/November+2011+218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHQQiIaAYvI/TriWsNrrT9I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/G_9VJUyMZ8A/s1600/November+2011+218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHsZ8ZFPGE0/TriWxcTdd7I/AAAAAAAAC4o/Rz0-r8mVwCs/s1600/November+2011+196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHsZ8ZFPGE0/TriWxcTdd7I/AAAAAAAAC4o/Rz0-r8mVwCs/s1600/November+2011+196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was awesome, but the most embarrassing part was, WE FORGOT THE LYRICS. T_________T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nevertheless, we really enjoyed ourselves! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love while you can and make music with your heart. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2199875331732396486?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2199875331732396486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2199875331732396486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2199875331732396486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2199875331732396486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/11/of-krazy-robot-band.html' title='of Krazy Robot, the band.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8I6khTCo8c/TriWpXQ-OnI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/CEvgy3SIVhg/s72-c/November+2011+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4272905884297488068</id><published>2011-11-04T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:58:38.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Syl &amp; Mikko's Beach Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear my lovely cousin Sylvia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your wedding. I know this is a wee bit late (a bit? Oh well...). You were such a lovely bride, and Mikko was the perfect groom for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the happiest day for our family as you are finally united with your Mr. Right. My prayer is that both of you will be happy together forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Syl! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5Kfxc8RjiA/TrNkxvenoJI/AAAAAAAAC28/tKSFbShwxRE/s1600/DSC_0802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5Kfxc8RjiA/TrNkxvenoJI/AAAAAAAAC28/tKSFbShwxRE/s1600/DSC_0802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Centrepiece&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfwcVCJb1qY/TrNkysTHxfI/AAAAAAAAC3E/5NHXLMbqyp8/s1600/DSC_0805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfwcVCJb1qY/TrNkysTHxfI/AAAAAAAAC3E/5NHXLMbqyp8/s1600/DSC_0805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Layla Baun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3M3TPxSa0j4/TrNk0DoZg_I/AAAAAAAAC3I/52x3q_3d_zI/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3M3TPxSa0j4/TrNk0DoZg_I/AAAAAAAAC3I/52x3q_3d_zI/s1600/DSC_0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruby the flower girl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1DVwYIXgXg/TrNk001nQKI/AAAAAAAAC3U/T-NRfqaISRw/s1600/DSC_0844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1DVwYIXgXg/TrNk001nQKI/AAAAAAAAC3U/T-NRfqaISRw/s1600/DSC_0844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exchanging rings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXkEPJBztRQ/TrNk2NDV9tI/AAAAAAAAC3c/GQVsPdGJy54/s1600/DSC_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXkEPJBztRQ/TrNk2NDV9tI/AAAAAAAAC3c/GQVsPdGJy54/s1600/DSC_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You may kiss the bride."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDb8Y9Q-3FI/TrNk4K-yOaI/AAAAAAAAC3s/DsF-EV2iDzg/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDb8Y9Q-3FI/TrNk4K-yOaI/AAAAAAAAC3s/DsF-EV2iDzg/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Accessory for the bride's family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3I6LViTCtiI/TrN85yZ_UuI/AAAAAAAAC38/RYBlXIWLFcA/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3I6LViTCtiI/TrN85yZ_UuI/AAAAAAAAC38/RYBlXIWLFcA/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who got the bouquet? :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHo7tdpvbho/TrNk24uGJ0I/AAAAAAAAC3k/UZcJD1U-n7w/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+725.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHo7tdpvbho/TrNk24uGJ0I/AAAAAAAAC3k/UZcJD1U-n7w/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The theme: White and Yellow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can and live your life well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4272905884297488068?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4272905884297488068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4272905884297488068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4272905884297488068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4272905884297488068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/11/syl-mikkos-beach-wedding.html' title='Syl &amp; Mikko&apos;s Beach Wedding'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5Kfxc8RjiA/TrNkxvenoJI/AAAAAAAAC28/tKSFbShwxRE/s72-c/DSC_0802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4362599359994086407</id><published>2011-10-31T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T19:02:06.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses that make a teacher angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't do the test my class is full. (First year student) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have exam tomorrow, I can't submit the assignment today. (Given 2 weeks before the due date and it's a 1 page assignment)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't understand your instructions. (I announced three times in class for 2 consecutive weeks, including online announcement)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to your office but you were not there. (I WAS AT THE OFFICE THE WHOLE TIME)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went around the block A FEW TIMES but could not see the notice. (Notice was in BIG fonts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I forgot that we have a test. (FORGOT?!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't know that we have a test. (????)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Oh LORD, have mercy. T_____________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4362599359994086407?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4362599359994086407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4362599359994086407&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4362599359994086407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4362599359994086407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/10/excuses-that-make-teacher-angry.html' title='Excuses that make a teacher angry'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8337760612558779371</id><published>2011-10-14T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:35:07.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>of girlfriends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Ok, now this is so not cool. Rosnie's birthday was on the 1st September, and I only got to blog about it, let's see, what date is today, 14th October?! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Nevertheless, I still want to blog about this simple celebration of her birthday, which we had at Pizza Hut, because she was about to go off to Miri to attend a friend's wedding, so this was like a quickie birthday celebration. Weeee! ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Stay gorgeous darling Rosnie, you are the best! *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_9CD8E_Wzs/Tpe3oWfAJNI/AAAAAAAAC0w/VE66hJrJesk/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_9CD8E_Wzs/Tpe3oWfAJNI/AAAAAAAAC0w/VE66hJrJesk/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rDX0PjCyK0/Tpe3kOQQs4I/AAAAAAAAC0o/T662wcE4D-g/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rDX0PjCyK0/Tpe3kOQQs4I/AAAAAAAAC0o/T662wcE4D-g/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kfkwGfZikQ/Tpe1_-IYOaI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/AHPOF5dFAh0/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kfkwGfZikQ/Tpe1_-IYOaI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/AHPOF5dFAh0/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;... and finally, something to share,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8337760612558779371?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8337760612558779371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8337760612558779371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8337760612558779371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8337760612558779371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-girlfriends.html' title='of girlfriends.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_9CD8E_Wzs/Tpe3oWfAJNI/AAAAAAAAC0w/VE66hJrJesk/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8083376473324542148</id><published>2011-10-12T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:24:17.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>The most crucial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Things may not be as perfect as planned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;People may hate you for so many reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Words may hurt you like you've never known before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;But I learn one thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;To be happy and content with my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Simply ignoring negativity and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Continuing to spread positivity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yqDoFZy8JMo/TpUdm5fncPI/AAAAAAAAC0I/rp_3-HI2oYc/s1600/DSC05627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yqDoFZy8JMo/TpUdm5fncPI/AAAAAAAAC0I/rp_3-HI2oYc/s1600/DSC05627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNRsYN7l9NQ/TpUdkTs_tSI/AAAAAAAAC0A/h7WeRpe0c-Q/s1600/DSC05623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNRsYN7l9NQ/TpUdkTs_tSI/AAAAAAAAC0A/h7WeRpe0c-Q/s1600/DSC05623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;"A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Proverbs 22:7 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8083376473324542148?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8083376473324542148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8083376473324542148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8083376473324542148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8083376473324542148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/10/most-crucial.html' title='The most crucial'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yqDoFZy8JMo/TpUdm5fncPI/AAAAAAAAC0I/rp_3-HI2oYc/s72-c/DSC05627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4237467039852392846</id><published>2011-10-06T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T12:24:43.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a Woman'/><title type='text'>Of beauty and work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I'm determined to do the following, and I'm doing them now. BERSEMANGATLAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Exercise 3-4 times a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Eat healthy food (prepare lunchbox from home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Take supplements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Put on mask twice a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Sleep early - the latest is 12 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Stay positive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqWog78ob_A/To2EX3ljf5I/AAAAAAAACz4/ZP_-XNiYkIM/s1600/197913_112262725519971_100002087312233_114464_3780935_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqWog78ob_A/To2EX3ljf5I/AAAAAAAACz4/ZP_-XNiYkIM/s1600/197913_112262725519971_100002087312233_114464_3780935_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Carol when we had our work meeting at Starbucks. (Yes, we are cool like that. :P)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I miss those moments when we were so free, we had so much time that we actually had our lunches at airport's McDonald. Now, all we have is packed lunches or no lunch at all. *sigh*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irWLTQRlpd8/To2EYrxGFnI/AAAAAAAACz8/4edE7pGnETk/s1600/199020_10150132466052859_689997858_6427140_3669653_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irWLTQRlpd8/To2EYrxGFnI/AAAAAAAACz8/4edE7pGnETk/s1600/199020_10150132466052859_689997858_6427140_3669653_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Wawa after our hearty lunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Oh, another thing. I feel so good about myself&amp;nbsp; now since I've been exercising regularly. It's not that I'm losing weight, but I'm more body confident now. Yay! ^_^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Live a healthy life, jom? ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Love while you can and love with all your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4237467039852392846?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4237467039852392846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4237467039852392846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4237467039852392846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4237467039852392846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-beauty-and-work.html' title='Of beauty and work.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqWog78ob_A/To2EX3ljf5I/AAAAAAAACz4/ZP_-XNiYkIM/s72-c/197913_112262725519971_100002087312233_114464_3780935_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3323179006402382541</id><published>2011-10-05T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:54:02.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Outfit'/><title type='text'>Girlish smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I've been very busy with work, my schedule this semester is kinda packed. But one thing I can assure you, I come home every night feeling satisfied because I know I've given my very best. Yay! ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;At the meantime, just wanna share with you these two women that inspire me a lot when it comes to style, presenting to you.. Leighton Meester and Lauren Conrad. I've gathered some photos that I like, enjoy! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;One of the reasons why I love Gossip Girls was because of the ladies who dress so nicely. *melting* Pretty woman can really melt me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJvtddpKPyQ/TowJuCrQvMI/AAAAAAAACzg/WZocdGybfkU/s1600/Blairaliceolivadress-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJvtddpKPyQ/TowJuCrQvMI/AAAAAAAACzg/WZocdGybfkU/s1600/Blairaliceolivadress-horz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xiS_liz1RjY/TowJxm2ILII/AAAAAAAACzw/5EqJ7RYA8sk/s1600/tumblr_lauwwpka3h1qc3nu7o1_500_large.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xiS_liz1RjY/TowJxm2ILII/AAAAAAAACzw/5EqJ7RYA8sk/s1600/tumblr_lauwwpka3h1qc3nu7o1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4v6Ec6QbHo/TowJtZe7b8I/AAAAAAAACzc/2NhRL3wzfPk/s1600/5904838243_a427858e2a_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R4v6Ec6QbHo/TowJtZe7b8I/AAAAAAAACzc/2NhRL3wzfPk/s1600/5904838243_a427858e2a_z_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2soLv3CJHM/TowJy0mM9fI/AAAAAAAACz0/5pIDzJwQkEw/s1600/tumblr_lmj34ssRaK1qk0czgo1_500_large.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2soLv3CJHM/TowJy0mM9fI/AAAAAAAACz0/5pIDzJwQkEw/s1600/tumblr_lmj34ssRaK1qk0czgo1_500_large.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Then, I found out about Lauren Conrad from an MTV reality show. I fell in love with her at the frist sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8C8T4n_qdc/TowJvFZ_PLI/AAAAAAAACzk/eI3oEOJfgFM/s1600/Lauren-conrad-Marc-jacobs-Schooner-Stripe-Jersey-Top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8C8T4n_qdc/TowJvFZ_PLI/AAAAAAAACzk/eI3oEOJfgFM/s1600/Lauren-conrad-Marc-jacobs-Schooner-Stripe-Jersey-Top.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOR5DoY7O7o/TowJv2FeU3I/AAAAAAAACzo/SpXQO5P_wjc/s1600/LCsobjevhoodie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOR5DoY7O7o/TowJv2FeU3I/AAAAAAAACzo/SpXQO5P_wjc/s1600/LCsobjevhoodie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fluCDRa_UtQ/TowJwsVEExI/AAAAAAAACzs/KnPSWYCo0Ac/s1600/LCUPfloraldress-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fluCDRa_UtQ/TowJwsVEExI/AAAAAAAACzs/KnPSWYCo0Ac/s1600/LCUPfloraldress-horz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Source http://www.celebritystyleguide.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xiS_liz1RjY/TowJxm2ILII/AAAAAAAACzw/5EqJ7RYA8sk/s1600/tumblr_lauwwpka3h1qc3nu7o1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;At the meantime, don't forget to live a healthy life, love with all your heart and in whatever you do, do it with passion. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Love while you can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2soLv3CJHM/TowJy0mM9fI/AAAAAAAACz0/5pIDzJwQkEw/s1600/tumblr_lmj34ssRaK1qk0czgo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3323179006402382541?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3323179006402382541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3323179006402382541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3323179006402382541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3323179006402382541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/10/girlish-smart.html' title='Girlish smart'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJvtddpKPyQ/TowJuCrQvMI/AAAAAAAACzg/WZocdGybfkU/s72-c/Blairaliceolivadress-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-837903855743626058</id><published>2011-09-30T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T11:02:10.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being a Woman'/><title type='text'>Of being a woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;For the past few months, I've been meditating on this particular chapter in Proverbs. I read this chapter a few years back, it meant a little. But now with such intensity, I read it again and again and again, I bought two books talking about this particular chapter. It hit me, this is the ideal woman that God wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;It's a challenge, IT IS CHALLENGING. It's almost impossible to achieve, what more living in this world full of worldly pleasures and temptations. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Nevertheless, I'm taking the challenge, ONE STEP AT A TIME. ONE STEP AT A TIME LORD. Your strength, Your guidance, Your spirit, Your wisdom, those I need, I pray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 31 : 10 -31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17295"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; A wife of noble character who can find? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is worth far more than rubies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17296"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Her husband has full confidence in her &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and lacks nothing of value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17297"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; She brings him good, not harm, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;all the days of her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17298"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; She selects wool and flax &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and works with eager hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17299"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; She is like the merchant ships, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bringing her food from afar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17300"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; She gets up while it is still night; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;she provides food for her family &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and portions for her female servants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17301"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; She considers a field and buys it; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17302"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; She sets about her work vigorously; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;her arms are strong for her tasks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17303"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; She sees that her trading is profitable, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and her lamp does not go out at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17304"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; In her hand she holds the distaff &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and grasps the spindle with her fingers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17305"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; She opens her arms to the poor &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and extends her hands to the needy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17306"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; When it snows, she has no fear for her household; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for all of them are clothed in scarlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17307"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; She makes coverings for her bed; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;she is clothed in fine linen and purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17308"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Her husband is respected at the city gate, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17309"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; She makes linen garments and sells them, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and supplies the merchants with sashes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17310"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; She is clothed with strength and dignity; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;she can laugh at the days to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17311"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; She speaks with wisdom, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and faithful instruction is on her tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17312"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; She watches over the affairs of her household &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and does not eat the bread of idleness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17313"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; Her children arise and call her blessed; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;her husband also, and he praises her: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17314"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; “Many women do noble things, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but you surpass them all.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17315"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-17316"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; Honor her for all that her hands have done, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;... and today, I've made a commitment to make this chapter as my lifetime goal. I may take years, I may take a LIFETIME to be this kind of woman, but I'm ready to take the challenge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Come, join me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Love while you can. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-837903855743626058?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/837903855743626058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=837903855743626058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/837903855743626058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/837903855743626058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-being-woman.html' title='Of being a woman.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4018342531245420962</id><published>2011-09-29T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:02:59.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Of privacy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Was reading a few blogs and some were complaining about how much they need privacy and how much they hate people prying on their lives. That keeps me wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WHY DO YOU BLOG IF YOU NEED PRIVACY THAT MUCH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Just a thought. Love while you can. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;p/s: I'm blogging from my class because students are having their tests now. Tahniah. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4018342531245420962?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4018342531245420962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4018342531245420962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4018342531245420962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4018342531245420962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-privacy.html' title='Of privacy.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6137354724721807165</id><published>2011-09-20T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:54:24.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Since when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Since when the students are so cute? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;They clapped hands after I ended today's class, feel like performing at a concert pun ada. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Anyhoo, I've just started teaching night classes, this week is the second week. I'm still adjusting to the new schedule since it has been a while since I taught class till 9.30 p.m. God, grant me enough strength.^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Life has been awfully good, like REALLY REALLY REALLY good. ^________^ Waking up every single day being thankful and blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ4WT7OpUS8/TnhuR2b94XI/AAAAAAAACzM/Wu0i-MUsRSQ/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ4WT7OpUS8/TnhuR2b94XI/AAAAAAAACzM/Wu0i-MUsRSQ/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSLKo0Kky3k/TnhuRV2-XII/AAAAAAAACzI/C16IhXFNjKE/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSLKo0Kky3k/TnhuRV2-XII/AAAAAAAACzI/C16IhXFNjKE/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3Sbdn7qA6U/TnhuSr8RwDI/AAAAAAAACzQ/fD_PYaoIlxY/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+829.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3Sbdn7qA6U/TnhuSr8RwDI/AAAAAAAACzQ/fD_PYaoIlxY/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gYFQCd_UPQ/TnhuTEm1UXI/AAAAAAAACzU/VXB4zKCB4cU/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+830.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1gYFQCd_UPQ/TnhuTEm1UXI/AAAAAAAACzU/VXB4zKCB4cU/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Oh, by the way, I've just (seriously) started my health regime (konon-kononya). I'm sleeping much earlier now, the latest is 12am. I find that my mood is much better when I have enough sleep and in return, I can teach better in the morning. Coolness. ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Trying, with every cell in my body, to eat healthily. I'm a food freak, I love food and food loves me, it's a battle to really eat what deemed healthy. Haishhh.. Have been reading a lot on health articles, hope that helps. *_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;BERSEMANGATLAH! ^__________^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Live a great life, can? LOVE WHILE YOU CAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6137354724721807165?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6137354724721807165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6137354724721807165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6137354724721807165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6137354724721807165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/since-when.html' title='Since when?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dZ4WT7OpUS8/TnhuR2b94XI/AAAAAAAACzM/Wu0i-MUsRSQ/s72-c/July+%2526+Aug+847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2772414697702861335</id><published>2011-09-14T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:00:05.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Readings of the month.</title><content type='html'>4 books for this month, and ALL of them are Heartbeat's. Oh, the joy of not having to buy the books. Ngeee... :P The theme for this month should I say, "GETTING OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 &amp;amp; #2. 2 books in 1, Team and Winning with People by John C. Maxwell. John C. Maxwell is by far my favourite author on human interactions. I read his book "25 ways to win with people" before I started teaching, it is very insightful for career like mine as we deal with people ALL THE TIME. I'm almost done with Winning With People, next up is TEAM. Weeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fs7WkIOexZQ/Tm7D6uFWI8I/AAAAAAAACys/QTGLvqx4lMQ/s1600/%257B3242B329-1B42-4788-BAA0-4F06F2633277%257DImg100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fs7WkIOexZQ/Tm7D6uFWI8I/AAAAAAAACys/QTGLvqx4lMQ/s400/%257B3242B329-1B42-4788-BAA0-4F06F2633277%257DImg100.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 This is the book that Heartbeat has been pushing me to read. I'm almost done with this as well. The principles are very similar with the one in 'Magic of Thinking Big'. LOVE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gry5_9awBDs/Tm7D7D2cQ1I/AAAAAAAACyw/ZCXttR186E4/s1600/1294231823_153824449_1-How-to-Get-from-Where-You-Are-to-Where-You-Want-to-Be-The-25-Principles-of-Success-Author-Ampang-Cheras-Petaling-Jaya-Sri-Hartams-Mt-Kiara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gry5_9awBDs/Tm7D7D2cQ1I/AAAAAAAACyw/ZCXttR186E4/s400/1294231823_153824449_1-How-to-Get-from-Where-You-Are-to-Where-You-Want-to-Be-The-25-Principles-of-Success-Author-Ampang-Cheras-Petaling-Jaya-Sri-Hartams-Mt-Kiara.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. ... and this book. Wow! This would be my very first book on financial. Never once&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;in my mind that I would read this book, but my it was really an eye opener to get very serious with my financial planning. &amp;nbsp;The way it is written is very simple and laid back, perfect for financial illiterate like me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2fvdSVtZIs/Tm7D7Waw1NI/AAAAAAAACy0/bEXrZhf87Y4/s1600/thesolomonsecret-sml.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F2fvdSVtZIs/Tm7D7Waw1NI/AAAAAAAACy0/bEXrZhf87Y4/s400/thesolomonsecret-sml.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, by the way, I bought a new book last weekend by a local writer. I'll share with you once I'm done reading.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love while you can and happy reading! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2772414697702861335?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2772414697702861335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2772414697702861335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2772414697702861335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2772414697702861335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/readings-of-month.html' title='Readings of the month.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fs7WkIOexZQ/Tm7D6uFWI8I/AAAAAAAACys/QTGLvqx4lMQ/s72-c/%257B3242B329-1B42-4788-BAA0-4F06F2633277%257DImg100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3005185411438571705</id><published>2011-09-13T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:28:49.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to say 'I LOVE YOU' businessman-style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I love you with the &lt;u&gt;highest interest rate&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O64ETDrEz2g/Tm6xUzYxJzI/AAAAAAAACyo/B8cgRY31ghU/s1600/July+%2526+Aug+153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O64ETDrEz2g/Tm6xUzYxJzI/AAAAAAAACyo/B8cgRY31ghU/s640/July+%2526+Aug+153.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3005185411438571705?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3005185411438571705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3005185411438571705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3005185411438571705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3005185411438571705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-to-say-i-love-you-businessman-style.html' title='How to say &apos;I LOVE YOU&apos; businessman-style.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O64ETDrEz2g/Tm6xUzYxJzI/AAAAAAAACyo/B8cgRY31ghU/s72-c/July+%2526+Aug+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5282525885147812584</id><published>2011-09-07T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:27:31.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>The Crocs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One fine day...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Heartbeat: Jom, we watch football? Sarawak vs Kelantan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Summer: You go with the boys la. Have fun with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Heartbeat: Come la...I think a few girls will be joining too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Summer: Hhhhhhmmmmm... ok then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Summer: &lt;i&gt;(Looking around)&lt;/i&gt; Where are the other girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Heartbeat: I think they are not coming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Summer: I'm the only girl? *sobs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm the least sporty and athletic you will ever meet in your life. I still don't get some of the rules in football, especially "OFFSIDE", whatever that is, I still don't get it. But I had so much fun last night, not because of the game but because of the crowd. SO FUN! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np6883qiZMs/TmcPv_iBPnI/AAAAAAAACyk/b4V-Z4b8PgM/s1600/288519_248120641893075_247853565253116_659282_1811684123_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np6883qiZMs/TmcPv_iBPnI/AAAAAAAACyk/b4V-Z4b8PgM/s640/288519_248120641893075_247853565253116_659282_1811684123_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Crocs-News-Update/247853565253116?sk=wall"&gt;Crocs News Update&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Congrats to Kelantan, Sarawak is so beaten by 2-0. :'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love while you can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I love blogspot new dashboard layout, LOVE! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5282525885147812584?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5282525885147812584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5282525885147812584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5282525885147812584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5282525885147812584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/09/crocs.html' title='The Crocs.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np6883qiZMs/TmcPv_iBPnI/AAAAAAAACyk/b4V-Z4b8PgM/s72-c/288519_248120641893075_247853565253116_659282_1811684123_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-9198888578911851544</id><published>2011-08-26T10:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:04:39.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Constantly amazed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never once You let me down&lt;br /&gt;Never once You let me go&lt;br /&gt;Tho' time after time&lt;br /&gt;My sins bring me far from You&lt;br /&gt;Never once You forsake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Constantly I am amazed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Constantly I am in awe&lt;br /&gt;In the beauty of Your love&lt;br /&gt;In the wonders of Your work&lt;br /&gt;You're awesome God and You're getting more awesome, YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/na-Mx5g25lU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you Lord! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-9198888578911851544?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/9198888578911851544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=9198888578911851544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/9198888578911851544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/9198888578911851544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/constantly-amazed.html' title='Constantly amazed.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/na-Mx5g25lU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3844886351314891668</id><published>2011-08-24T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:20:49.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Victory.</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm claiming victory on my RELATIONSHIP, FINANCIAL, FAMILY, CAREER, MINISTRY and HEALTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b1tTzeRjLLQ?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inserting my name to this promise. Amen and Amen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Psalm 1:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-13943"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; [ERLINDA] is like a tree planted by streams of water,&lt;br /&gt;   which yields its fruit in season&lt;br /&gt;and whose leaf does not wither—&lt;br /&gt;   whatever [ERLINDA] does prospers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love while you can.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3844886351314891668?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3844886351314891668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3844886351314891668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3844886351314891668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3844886351314891668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/victory.html' title='Victory.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b1tTzeRjLLQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8923788966263617105</id><published>2011-08-19T11:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:15:10.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>A summary.</title><content type='html'>July was a hectic month, oh wait, should I say a PRODUCTIVE one? :D Thus, a summary of my July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Got invited to Ray and Leta's wedding and we were the wedding band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EGkJj8zqvw/Tk3pLsFw8qI/AAAAAAAACyg/ZbUQTt55jkI/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EGkJj8zqvw/Tk3pLsFw8qI/AAAAAAAACyg/ZbUQTt55jkI/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642422295188271778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEersc-umgg/Tk3fzB1xysI/AAAAAAAACx4/j0enO1aASzM/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEersc-umgg/Tk3fzB1xysI/AAAAAAAACx4/j0enO1aASzM/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642411975925418690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SLh6xS74CA/Tk3fzdoDPQI/AAAAAAAACyA/Hbod9WR_KVs/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3SLh6xS74CA/Tk3fzdoDPQI/AAAAAAAACyA/Hbod9WR_KVs/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642411983384034562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 Had rounds and rounds of coffee at Ipoh Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PG2GGVUJbC0/Tk3pLZCBekI/AAAAAAAACyY/B2oXM2q55NQ/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PG2GGVUJbC0/Tk3pLZCBekI/AAAAAAAACyY/B2oXM2q55NQ/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642422290072304194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuBtYjPoREM/Tk3niimkxxI/AAAAAAAACyI/0kqlM3fNwu8/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B292.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 Attended a very uplifting service on Holy Spirit at Bethany Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuBtYjPoREM/Tk3niimkxxI/AAAAAAAACyI/0kqlM3fNwu8/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuBtYjPoREM/Tk3niimkxxI/AAAAAAAACyI/0kqlM3fNwu8/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642420488755267346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3 The committee member for Musical Celebration Kuching which was a blast, yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk5tZmvbCPU/Tk3ni6uIh1I/AAAAAAAACyQ/C_ryrChFITU/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk5tZmvbCPU/Tk3ni6uIh1I/AAAAAAAACyQ/C_ryrChFITU/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642420495229421394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 The emcee for Creative Dance Competition 2011 at Tun Jugah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUGafBtCTV0/Tk3fKIiXcvI/AAAAAAAACxo/1KuvR59Zr0E/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUGafBtCTV0/Tk3fKIiXcvI/AAAAAAAACxo/1KuvR59Zr0E/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642411273348412146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUn8zBwwrvg/Tk3fKvdkKuI/AAAAAAAACxw/dvBFYuZ0YWI/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUn8zBwwrvg/Tk3fKvdkKuI/AAAAAAAACxw/dvBFYuZ0YWI/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642411283797256930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My simple prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Father for July, thank you for the lessons, thank you for the blessings, thank you for being amazing. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Heartbeat is away for a conference. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8923788966263617105?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8923788966263617105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8923788966263617105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8923788966263617105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8923788966263617105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/summary.html' title='A summary.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EGkJj8zqvw/Tk3pLsFw8qI/AAAAAAAACyg/ZbUQTt55jkI/s72-c/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1041946955287237868</id><published>2011-08-15T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:05:32.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Outfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Don't give a damn.</title><content type='html'>One beautiful evening, inside Heartbeat's car listening to the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who says, who says you're not perfect, who says you're not worth it ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: That's Justin Bieber's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Selena Gomez, the one in the radio. They just broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: The other day I read in newspaper, Selena didn't like Justin's new 'bad' friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Who are his friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: I can't remember the rest but I know one, Lil' Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Oh, the one from Sabah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: ??????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another unrelated note, Heartbeat and I were invited to my cousin Sylvia's beach wedding in Bintulu. The theme was white and yellow, I got so excited because both are my favourite colours. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, things were not that excited when we had to shop for 3 days to look for 'THE DRESS'. I kept in mind that the dress must be YELLOW OR WHITE, COMFORTABLE AND BEACH WEDDING-ISH. Haisshh... Nevertheless, I show you some of the dresses that didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUPoUbQJ-Ec/TkixnbdP3-I/AAAAAAAACwo/BTHoi3ZPf0g/s1600/Photo0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUPoUbQJ-Ec/TkixnbdP3-I/AAAAAAAACwo/BTHoi3ZPf0g/s400/Photo0121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640953824224993250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #1 Verdict : Too low, the fabric looks cheap, too casual. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jd2JJYuKq8Y/Tkixnj6QumI/AAAAAAAACww/X_p4aAiwBxo/s1600/Photo0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jd2JJYuKq8Y/Tkixnj6QumI/AAAAAAAACww/X_p4aAiwBxo/s400/Photo0124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640953826494167650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #2 Verdict : Very comfortable but too casual and VERY expensive for this kind of dress. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z95sjOX8pZ0/TkixnhFALsI/AAAAAAAACw4/QBmh5jFUpS4/s1600/Photo0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z95sjOX8pZ0/TkixnhFALsI/AAAAAAAACw4/QBmh5jFUpS4/s400/Photo0125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640953825733914306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #3 Verdict : Neither yellow nor white, TOO expensive. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFtRjvD_UPg/Tkixn0q7JiI/AAAAAAAACxA/9XxVP0c9o0Q/s1600/Photo0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFtRjvD_UPg/Tkixn0q7JiI/AAAAAAAACxA/9XxVP0c9o0Q/s400/Photo0129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640953830993241634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #4 Verdict : Very comfortable but too low and too tight at the upper part of the dress. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5A8txEZIWXQ/TkeMPHP2_fI/AAAAAAAACwA/SxIocP2X2ek/s1600/Photo0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5A8txEZIWXQ/TkeMPHP2_fI/AAAAAAAACwA/SxIocP2X2ek/s400/Photo0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640631249576328690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #5 Verdict : Very comfortable, reasonable price, fits nicely BUT it's neither YELLOW or WHITE. :'( Maybe next time... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z82geKn4mDw/TkeLk0LO2HI/AAAAAAAACv4/VTh-hAFWgU0/s1600/Photo0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z82geKn4mDw/TkeLk0LO2HI/AAAAAAAACv4/VTh-hAFWgU0/s400/Photo0127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640630522902141042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #6 Verdict : Obviously, neither YELLOW or WHITE. :P NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpgKesqIiCI/TkeLkgvm63I/AAAAAAAACvw/CDyT3DCQj2Q/s1600/Photo0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpgKesqIiCI/TkeLkgvm63I/AAAAAAAACvw/CDyT3DCQj2Q/s400/Photo0128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640630517686004594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #7 Verdict : It's white, comfortable and the price is reasonable BUT I might look like one of the bridesmaids. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_u2OnJfrtU/TkeLkdCwZOI/AAAAAAAACvg/6fv7Og_OBcA/s1600/Photo0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_u2OnJfrtU/TkeLkdCwZOI/AAAAAAAACvg/6fv7Og_OBcA/s400/Photo0130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640630516692575458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #8 Verdict : I like this one. I almost bought it but Heartbeat didn't really like it. :( Half-heartedly... NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1wpemvHx7k/TkeLkez1Z8I/AAAAAAAACvY/8tVtgln2qu0/s1600/Photo0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1wpemvHx7k/TkeLkez1Z8I/AAAAAAAACvY/8tVtgln2qu0/s400/Photo0132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640630517166860226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #9 Verdict : Very cheap dress, very cute, but I think this one was too casual. I might come back to get this, as my casual dress. :D Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on the 3rd day of dress-hunting, we finally found the one. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmY96rmsv3Q/TkeNXc9p8JI/AAAAAAAACwg/O6aUWFmeHPc/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmY96rmsv3Q/TkeNXc9p8JI/AAAAAAAACwg/O6aUWFmeHPc/s400/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640632492356137106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dress #10 Verdict: Very comfortable, fits nicely, reasonable price, perfect for a wedding reception, and most importantly it's YELLOW &amp;amp; WHITE. YAYYY!!! *round of applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmY96rmsv3Q/TkeNXc9p8JI/AAAAAAAACwg/O6aUWFmeHPc/s1600/July%2B%2526%2BAug%2B725.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1041946955287237868?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1041946955287237868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1041946955287237868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1041946955287237868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1041946955287237868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-give-damn.html' title='Don&apos;t give a damn.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUPoUbQJ-Ec/TkixnbdP3-I/AAAAAAAACwo/BTHoi3ZPf0g/s72-c/Photo0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8603537759920097118</id><published>2011-08-11T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:35:13.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Pointless conversation (again).</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;On our way to a bakery, with Heartbeat's right arm around my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Can I just fold you and eat you like eating burger? *air munching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: No, no, you can't be eaten, I just chew you like this. (making munching action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaZlA9JtHVE/TkNbNPNUqeI/AAAAAAAACvQ/NJJlt59La5s/s1600/192811_2349316736936_1370635701_2760378_2047504_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaZlA9JtHVE/TkNbNPNUqeI/AAAAAAAACvQ/NJJlt59La5s/s400/192811_2349316736936_1370635701_2760378_2047504_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639451441376831970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, though your boyfriend sometimes sees you as food. :'( :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8603537759920097118?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8603537759920097118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8603537759920097118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8603537759920097118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8603537759920097118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/pointless-conversation-again.html' title='Pointless conversation (again).'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gaZlA9JtHVE/TkNbNPNUqeI/AAAAAAAACvQ/NJJlt59La5s/s72-c/192811_2349316736936_1370635701_2760378_2047504_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1454967645557574194</id><published>2011-08-08T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:49:38.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W82XGz5rYxw/Tj-gqdOI3gI/AAAAAAAACvA/l_1P5ynCzWI/s1600/June%2B2011%2B123.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I went off for my holiday in May (yes, I know it's August now, now stop pointing it out for me. :P ), Heartbeat bought me this book. I was overjoyed, yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dE76aDCHFU/Tj-f933kAhI/AAAAAAAACuw/zf4L51iZVFo/s1600/June%2B2011%2B118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dE76aDCHFU/Tj-f933kAhI/AAAAAAAACuw/zf4L51iZVFo/s400/June%2B2011%2B118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638401143808983570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know what's cute? The things he scribbled inside the book. *melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUkJtcrTu1U/Tj-gQQIi-GI/AAAAAAAACu4/UKbNJc7h-bc/s1600/June%2B2011%2B122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MUkJtcrTu1U/Tj-gQQIi-GI/AAAAAAAACu4/UKbNJc7h-bc/s400/June%2B2011%2B122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638401459560314978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzApoXeeRIk/Tj-gqsxq-tI/AAAAAAAACvI/j6ZIr10UpiQ/s1600/June%2B2011%2B124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzApoXeeRIk/Tj-gqsxq-tI/AAAAAAAACvI/j6ZIr10UpiQ/s400/June%2B2011%2B124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638401913925597906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote 'Marry me' in the content page. Wait, is he proposing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W82XGz5rYxw/Tj-gqdOI3gI/AAAAAAAACvA/l_1P5ynCzWI/s1600/June%2B2011%2B123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W82XGz5rYxw/Tj-gqdOI3gI/AAAAAAAACvA/l_1P5ynCzWI/s400/June%2B2011%2B123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638401909750029826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must read the book in 90 days, it's something like daily devotion. So far I gained a lot of insights from this book. Very helpful and informative for a Christian woman. LIKE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to encounter this book at any bookstore, please grab one for yourself, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1454967645557574194?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1454967645557574194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1454967645557574194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1454967645557574194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1454967645557574194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/book.html' title='The book.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dE76aDCHFU/Tj-f933kAhI/AAAAAAAACuw/zf4L51iZVFo/s72-c/June%2B2011%2B118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1527480320123781498</id><published>2011-08-03T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:03:01.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of you.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer: I'll meet you around 4p.m. something at your office?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat: Ok, we go to my sister's workplace first to pick up flowers, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer: For your dad's? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat: Ya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Heartbeat's Dad's 7th year of passing. I can see through his eyes how much he has been missing his dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He talks about him all the time, he is proud of how much he resembles his dad, he is proud of how much he inherits his charm, he is proud of how loving his dad was to his mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I was so touched when he suddenly texted saying that how he wished his dad can be at our big day. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat dear, you know what, (I think I've told you this for million times, but I want to tell you again and again), if your dad was still alive today, he would be the proudest dad to have a son like you. You have grown into a very handsome and successful man that he would be very proud to call you 'my son'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's proud of you, and I am proud of you. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love while you can and never take your loved ones for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1527480320123781498?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1527480320123781498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1527480320123781498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1527480320123781498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1527480320123781498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/proud-of-you.html' title='Proud of you.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7080086978519092590</id><published>2011-08-01T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T00:58:25.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Photo of the month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat and Summer at a wedding as the wedding band. (Congratulations to Ray and Leta. God bless both of you. ) As usual, Summer as the singer, Heartbeat as the drummer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcd6YltrvFc/TjWI8592g3I/AAAAAAAACuo/n2gjBtCZ0Xs/s400/CSC_0247.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635561088657818482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love while you can, and I can finally take a very very very deep breathe. Yayyyy! :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7080086978519092590?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7080086978519092590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7080086978519092590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7080086978519092590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7080086978519092590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-of-month.html' title='Photo of the month.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qcd6YltrvFc/TjWI8592g3I/AAAAAAAACuo/n2gjBtCZ0Xs/s72-c/CSC_0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6437864093753910078</id><published>2011-07-27T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:34:11.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Pointless conversation.</title><content type='html'>Drove by BATA shoe shop. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer: You know what, this shop has all year round Sale! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat: True. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer: Bila la sidak nya tok sikda sale? (when will they not have sale? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heartbeat: Sidak nya sikda sale bila sidak nya sikda sale. (they will not have sale when they will not have sale)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another unrelated note, I. SERIOUSLY. NEED. A. BREAK. PRONTO. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, grant me strength and energy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6437864093753910078?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6437864093753910078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6437864093753910078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6437864093753910078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6437864093753910078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/pointless-conversation.html' title='Pointless conversation.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-137907169962478513</id><published>2011-07-22T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T15:25:01.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>"Kau Ku Miliki"</title><content type='html'>This was taken somewhere in 2008 when Heartbeat and Summer were merely band mates. This was performed at SIB Shallom after we graduated. :) There were actually 6 of us and we called ourselves 'Soulshakers'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I came across this video and decided to upload it. Enjoy people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5be9dbb6eeb3ad19" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5be9dbb6eeb3ad19%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75886DA274738841C00954F24454D6287073D59E.7977706243D451838DD522EA1A5DDE943539FCAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5be9dbb6eeb3ad19%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQEwAwcION_rxjn0jVG9oK9BZTfg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5be9dbb6eeb3ad19%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329905142%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75886DA274738841C00954F24454D6287073D59E.7977706243D451838DD522EA1A5DDE943539FCAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5be9dbb6eeb3ad19%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQEwAwcION_rxjn0jVG9oK9BZTfg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have a very very very "productive" weekend. Hope you enjoy yours. Happy weekend people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, just love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-137907169962478513?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5be9dbb6eeb3ad19&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/137907169962478513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=137907169962478513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/137907169962478513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/137907169962478513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/kau-ku-miliki.html' title='&quot;Kau Ku Miliki&quot;'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5020605854962754290</id><published>2011-07-21T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:29:28.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Musical Celebration 2011</title><content type='html'>I've been very busy because I'm one of the committee members for this event, Musical Celebration 2011. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got talents? Come join us for a Christian concert with Sidney Mohede and  team. Then, the following day till Sunday, we're gonna have gospel band  and dance competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come? Get the tickets from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irBpN1XxUb8/TielKOkLM2I/AAAAAAAACuY/QArkMH3yTMw/s1600/255156_1757509062923_1394880368_31510146_1439900_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irBpN1XxUb8/TielKOkLM2I/AAAAAAAACuY/QArkMH3yTMw/s400/255156_1757509062923_1394880368_31510146_1439900_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631651454177194850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3p3G3b_c5g/TielJyZmgbI/AAAAAAAACuQ/Y6kzPBvfMn8/s1600/248956_1757507262878_1394880368_31510136_386363_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3p3G3b_c5g/TielJyZmgbI/AAAAAAAACuQ/Y6kzPBvfMn8/s400/248956_1757507262878_1394880368_31510136_386363_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631651446616654258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItSQ2AK81Es/TielJxfo7vI/AAAAAAAACuI/MNkF0dwyNYU/s1600/247311_1757497862643_1394880368_31510119_945624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItSQ2AK81Es/TielJxfo7vI/AAAAAAAACuI/MNkF0dwyNYU/s400/247311_1757497862643_1394880368_31510119_945624_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631651446373543666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, instead of taking down minutes of meeting, I ate those food served in front of me. Duduk lantai bagus, lagi dekat dengan makanan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a promo video, take your time to watch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/snMzAVKRFgA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_yWXVxzPxA/TielKe7RijI/AAAAAAAACug/0RcBZb79_48/s1600/260556_210687412307667_100000992298603_592779_1122424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_yWXVxzPxA/TielKe7RijI/AAAAAAAACug/0RcBZb79_48/s400/260556_210687412307667_100000992298603_592779_1122424_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631651458569046578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For more information click &lt;a href="http://musicalcelebrationkuching.wordpress.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2011%2F7%2F21%2Fsarawak%2F20110721085720&amp;amp;sec=sarawak"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can because nobody is perfect and everybody needs some loving. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5020605854962754290?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5020605854962754290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5020605854962754290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5020605854962754290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5020605854962754290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/musical-celebration-2011.html' title='Musical Celebration 2011'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irBpN1XxUb8/TielKOkLM2I/AAAAAAAACuY/QArkMH3yTMw/s72-c/255156_1757509062923_1394880368_31510146_1439900_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1626230205259993674</id><published>2011-07-20T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:36:11.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>The grooves.</title><content type='html'>Some photos taken by Tun Jugah Photographer during the qualifying round and semi final during Showdance 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RraaFwArjfY/TiZ1G9Ck2HI/AAAAAAAACt4/V5khBTDVblM/s1600/278588_10150236203016053_96629816052_7796502_7676204_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631317146398414962" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RraaFwArjfY/TiZ1G9Ck2HI/AAAAAAAACt4/V5khBTDVblM/s400/278588_10150236203016053_96629816052_7796502_7676204_o.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4vRQornro4/TiZ1GB5YxqI/AAAAAAAACto/v-0UmyJaSRU/s1600/272358_10150236209866053_96629816052_7796567_6728401_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631317130522183330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4vRQornro4/TiZ1GB5YxqI/AAAAAAAACto/v-0UmyJaSRU/s400/272358_10150236209866053_96629816052_7796567_6728401_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__kH6FdHOGM/TiZ1F7CtZII/AAAAAAAACtg/2-w0HF81XCo/s1600/271466_10150236206306053_96629816052_7796525_2662588_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631317128682235010" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__kH6FdHOGM/TiZ1F7CtZII/AAAAAAAACtg/2-w0HF81XCo/s400/271466_10150236206306053_96629816052_7796525_2662588_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr2Bt1uPjwo/TiZ1HAHvTTI/AAAAAAAACuA/qbNX75NqxNc/s1600/278910_10150236212091053_96629816052_7796597_7172146_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631317147225378098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr2Bt1uPjwo/TiZ1HAHvTTI/AAAAAAAACuA/qbNX75NqxNc/s400/278910_10150236212091053_96629816052_7796597_7172146_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have two left feet (I can even kick my own foot while poco-poco) and seeing those kids spinning around on the floor doing their things, I was totally blown away. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_E78bsTHqk/TiZ1GXquggI/AAAAAAAACtw/cUa1jZDjcYA/s1600/277766_10150236208861053_96629816052_7796556_186114_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631317136366273026" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5_E78bsTHqk/TiZ1GXquggI/AAAAAAAACtw/cUa1jZDjcYA/s400/277766_10150236208861053_96629816052_7796556_186114_o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was expecting more pictures of me, and guess what, that's the only picture of me on the stage. *sob, sob, sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final round will be on 30th July 2011 at Tun Jugah. Come? Let's have fun? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, it's the middle of the week already, time flies so fast eh? Keep yourself energized, have enough sleep and eat well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and don't forget to tell your loved ones that you love them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If you need an emcee for an event, contact me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1626230205259993674?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1626230205259993674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1626230205259993674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1626230205259993674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1626230205259993674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/grooves.html' title='The grooves.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RraaFwArjfY/TiZ1G9Ck2HI/AAAAAAAACt4/V5khBTDVblM/s72-c/278588_10150236203016053_96629816052_7796502_7676204_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5379349028378955235</id><published>2011-07-19T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:14:53.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>My bf is a magician.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only he was not somewhere in business line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bEqPBnxpDmo?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... he would have entertained you in small kids' parties with his magic shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;p/s: A tip for guys out there, girls love magic tricks. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5379349028378955235?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5379349028378955235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5379349028378955235&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5379349028378955235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5379349028378955235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-bf-is-magician.html' title='My bf is a magician.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bEqPBnxpDmo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7848197446993809777</id><published>2011-07-18T14:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T14:08:57.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>How good you want to be?</title><content type='html'>Got myself this book after emcee-ing at Tun Jugah (will talk more about this once we are done with the final round, can't wait! :D ). The book, I must say, totally an eye opener and brain stirrer, if there's such a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.creativereview.co.uk/images/uploads/2008/04/11-its-not-how-good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 477px;" src="http://www.creativereview.co.uk/images/uploads/2008/04/11-its-not-how-good.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.creativereview.co.uk/cr-blog/2008/april/paul-arden-a-true-maverick"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest this book for those who prefer lesser words and more illustration, super fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Don't look for the next opportunity,&lt;br /&gt;the one you have in hand is the opportunity "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paul Arden-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, don't wait to love. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7848197446993809777?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7848197446993809777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7848197446993809777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7848197446993809777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7848197446993809777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-good-you-want-to-be.html' title='How good you want to be?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8903130383019200848</id><published>2011-07-15T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:56:38.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>Catch me if you can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the emcee at this event tomorrow. Catch me if you can! :D&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://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/276454_129035483843802_8264995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 364px;" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/276454_129035483843802_8264995_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can and have a wonderful weekend. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This is rather rare, announcing where I'll be and what I'll be doing for real. Rasa macam artis ada juak. TOiinkkk... Anyhoo, say 'Hi!' if you happen to bump into me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8903130383019200848?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8903130383019200848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8903130383019200848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8903130383019200848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8903130383019200848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch me if you can.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4461365263134657594</id><published>2011-07-14T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:04:00.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>For what I am.</title><content type='html'>Heartbeat: You know what makes me fall for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Your learning attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: *teary eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thanking God that he didn't say (while I would love to :P :P :P)&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;'your big brown eyes', because I use coloured make-your-eyes-big contact lenses &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'your porcelain skin', because I put on make up to cover imperfections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'your beautiful nails', because I buff and put on enamel on them so they shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'your sexy voice'. because I have a husky and 'manly' voice people often thought I was a man on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'your long straight hair'. because I use straightening iron to flat the frizzy hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I used to be very conscious about how I looked back then. I would be very worried if I couldn't present my very best looks. But as I grow, I realize that attitude and personality matter most. That doesn't mean it's okay too look ugly, but we should put more effort in building characters and improving ourselves. Don't you think so? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning, de-cluttering 'the trash' and organizing 'the goods'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let's learn together? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BKSCqEDGeik/Th5a2aGwTyI/AAAAAAAACtY/O0mXPFllyoA/s1600/the%2Bcap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BKSCqEDGeik/Th5a2aGwTyI/AAAAAAAACtY/O0mXPFllyoA/s400/the%2Bcap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629036475026788130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, because beauty may fade but learning will never stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4461365263134657594?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4461365263134657594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4461365263134657594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4461365263134657594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4461365263134657594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-what-i-am.html' title='For what I am.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BKSCqEDGeik/Th5a2aGwTyI/AAAAAAAACtY/O0mXPFllyoA/s72-c/the%2Bcap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-9087011231154012948</id><published>2011-07-12T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T13:34:01.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lack nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I felt burdened and worried, financially, since more demands and responsibilities were coming my way. I even cried middle of the night thinking of how much I had to carry and most of the times I felt helpless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I really prayed for wisdom not 'money' per say. For I know, wisdom is the only thing I can use to really move forward. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I switched on my work PC and played one song "Esok Kan Ku Jelang" countless times and I recited Psalm 23:1 many times until I believe it. Until this tiny seed of faith really grows in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I lack nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;Psalm 23:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/obf1j0N1eyo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember I mentioned 'END MIND' in my previous blog entry? So, this is what Heartbeat normally does, if he wants something, he will take a picture representing that thing and start believing that he has already owned it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I'm doing that now. There are 3 pictures representing the things that I'm dealing with now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#1. Home sweet home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMR93vG3cok/ThvXQ042P4I/AAAAAAAACtI/NHV2G6gAirE/s1600/white%2Bliving%2Broom.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMR93vG3cok/ThvXQ042P4I/AAAAAAAACtI/NHV2G6gAirE/s400/white%2Bliving%2Broom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628328843404525442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.genuinestyle.net/beige-themed-living-room-with-contemporary-furniture/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#2. Jakarta Trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JF6lqooq_N8/ThvXPSlncoI/AAAAAAAACtA/Ey-OWr6zR3U/s1600/jakarta_indonesia_photo_minist_culture_and_tourism_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JF6lqooq_N8/ThvXPSlncoI/AAAAAAAACtA/Ey-OWr6zR3U/s400/jakarta_indonesia_photo_minist_culture_and_tourism_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628328817017188994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.theodora.com/wfb/photos/indonesia/indonesia_photos_17.html"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#3. Masters Degree in Education&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzqNDajmPms/ThvXO7iZPqI/AAAAAAAACs4/FFsMetVHRRo/s1600/cap.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzqNDajmPms/ThvXO7iZPqI/AAAAAAAACs4/FFsMetVHRRo/s400/cap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628328810829659810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Image taken from &lt;a href="http://www.fak.nu/2010/02/professional-education/"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear my mighty God, I commit these 3 items unto Your hands. You know my needs and wants. I claim Your promise in Psalm 23. Thanks in advance! Amen. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love while you can, and have faith! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-9087011231154012948?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/9087011231154012948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=9087011231154012948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/9087011231154012948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/9087011231154012948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-lack-nothing.html' title='I lack nothing.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/obf1j0N1eyo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6253763608393914615</id><published>2011-07-11T13:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:42:08.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>I've got plans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, on this particular date, I reviewed all my wants, my plans and my wishes once again. It's already the two third of 2011, a few months to go before we welcome 2012. Can't wait. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my wish-list and let out silent prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Father, I pray for every single item in this wish-list, some sound very simple, some are a bit ambitious. But you know what Father, YOU have better plans for me as YOUR thoughts are above everything else. Nevertheless, I'm committing every plan unto your hands once again. Grant me heavenly wisdom. Thank you Father. Amen'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVOwV8EQBYY/ThqHTIoZyhI/AAAAAAAACsw/5vC6bS-YNCQ/s1600/2011%2Bwiah-list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVOwV8EQBYY/ThqHTIoZyhI/AAAAAAAACsw/5vC6bS-YNCQ/s400/2011%2Bwiah-list.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627959447157066258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another wishlist &lt;a href="http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/p/miss-little-towns-wishlist.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heartbeat always reminds me to have an END MIND, meaning, picture yourself achieving all your dreams and your actions will position themselves to walk towards them. Very true. My dreams are becoming true day by day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let's achieve our dreams together? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and be reminded that dreams do come true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding"&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6253763608393914615?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6253763608393914615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6253763608393914615&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6253763608393914615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6253763608393914615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-got-plans.html' title='I&apos;ve got plans.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NVOwV8EQBYY/ThqHTIoZyhI/AAAAAAAACsw/5vC6bS-YNCQ/s72-c/2011%2Bwiah-list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5345412567106248393</id><published>2011-07-02T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T00:08:50.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Hujung minggu bersama Heartbeat &amp; Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We've been crazily busy (BUT fun) for the past few weeks, rarely had time for ourselves. Therefore, we dedicated this weekend for Heartbeat and Summer only, which means, spending the whole day together like nobody's business. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopped for working shoes at NOSE, The Spring but I ended up buying shoes at VINCCI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hCjrVy3grM/Tg8-K99eAbI/AAAAAAAACsA/-UfwKM_gSQg/s400/IMG00162-20110702-1141.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624782817761034674" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whzdBg0mY6Q/Tg8-KRKmT4I/AAAAAAAACr4/xlTWe1OM_uE/s400/IMG00160-20110702-1140.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624782805736509314" /&gt;Pardon the picture, taken using his phone. Crazy ka if I carry my DSLR around while shopping? :S&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6rXWHStA4J8/Tg8_K_WtNgI/AAAAAAAACsY/czYLJfF_PI8/s400/IMG00161-20110702-1141.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624783917646951938" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pair of shoes that I initially wanted to buy but sik jadi because then I saw another pair that was way prettier and more comfortable. No picture for those shoes... toinkkkk! But surely I'll get this pair (the pair shown above) soon, I kinda like it. Cool macam itu. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHYFXVNihw/Tg8-LCSpUcI/AAAAAAAACsQ/4D4_qGTeZ-0/s400/DSC05619.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624782818923598274" /&gt;Heartbeat's mum had been complaining about his worn-out towel, siap ada lubang gik ya. Sexy la tek. :P So, as a "wonderful" girlfriend, I bought a towel for him, siap dengan message sekali, which says, "It's time to move on with a new towel." Yayyy! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qaJvyH3sGkc/Tg8-K5JbY9I/AAAAAAAACsI/sGHy35WH6CA/s400/DSC05617.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624782816469017554" /&gt;Spent some time at MPH (fave spot), and Heartbeat got himself 3 new books. We had our lunch at Sushi King and tea time at Ipoh Town before heading to music practice. Then, at night, straight away to fund-raising dinner for a church, which concluded the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phewwwwww! A packed and productive day worth blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was everybody's weekend? Enjoyed yours? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love while you can and take some time to spend with your loved ones. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5345412567106248393?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5345412567106248393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5345412567106248393&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5345412567106248393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5345412567106248393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/hujung-minggu-bersama-heartbeat-summer.html' title='Hujung minggu bersama Heartbeat &amp; Summer'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hCjrVy3grM/Tg8-K99eAbI/AAAAAAAACsA/-UfwKM_gSQg/s72-c/IMG00162-20110702-1141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1554239797255139164</id><published>2011-07-01T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:40:55.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In the midst of this busy life, I tend to forget to stop for a while to smell the roses or maybe smell my boyfriend (:P) and to show my appreciation towards the people I love. Today, I'm reminding myself to live in simplicity, that includes de-cluttering things that are no longer important in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come, let's practice simplicity in extraordinary way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-Leonardo da Vinci-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTeyuoBj2To/Tgvtld7lIrI/AAAAAAAACrw/OJVdAUvdWtM/s1600/June%2B2011%2B740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623849787647664818" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTeyuoBj2To/Tgvtld7lIrI/AAAAAAAACrw/OJVdAUvdWtM/s400/June%2B2011%2B740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6zmHyLc1E8/TgvtkxpOA1I/AAAAAAAACro/kZlg3fjedr4/s1600/June%2B2011%2B361.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love while you can and show your love in simple yet meaningful ways. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1554239797255139164?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1554239797255139164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1554239797255139164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1554239797255139164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1554239797255139164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/07/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RTeyuoBj2To/Tgvtld7lIrI/AAAAAAAACrw/OJVdAUvdWtM/s72-c/June%2B2011%2B740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2018434210233642752</id><published>2011-06-26T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:05:15.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Not what happened in the past that matters, but the lessons you learn from it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Miss Little Town-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat after me, "PAST IS PAST".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, BECAUSE YOU CAN! :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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2018434210233642752?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2018434210233642752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2018434210233642752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2018434210233642752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2018434210233642752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6335064189983674023</id><published>2011-06-22T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:46:39.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Let's Just Fall in Love Again</title><content type='html'>One fine day, on our way back from lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: You know this song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Heard it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: When we started to be close, I downloaded this song online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: *Mata sepet, mulut tutup, bahu ke atas* &amp;lt;--- aksi teruja yang comel. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ib1HZlLFLWM?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, and let's fall in love over and over and over again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love with freedom, not out of fear."&lt;br /&gt;-Heartbeat-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6335064189983674023?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6335064189983674023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6335064189983674023&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6335064189983674023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6335064189983674023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/lets-just-fall-in-love-again.html' title='Let&apos;s Just Fall in Love Again'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ib1HZlLFLWM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5035696269999591441</id><published>2011-06-20T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:28:02.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Businessman Vs. Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Difference #1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to Sri Aman was under construction, then there were many signs '2K', for every few meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM6LJZEwL8/Tf7Y7JOaEwI/AAAAAAAACrY/yC5lJai8o70/s1600/2k.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM6LJZEwL8/Tf7Y7JOaEwI/AAAAAAAACrY/yC5lJai8o70/s400/2k.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620167895605187330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heartbeat: Wow! The road is very expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat: Every RM2K (RM2000) for every few meters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Eh? When I see 2K, I see 2K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Difference #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were behind a lorry carrying 'something'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-136Gl8Y-5oQ/Tf7Y7jbnc9I/AAAAAAAACrg/NdMVLPVK3GE/s1600/lorryalien.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-136Gl8Y-5oQ/Tf7Y7jbnc9I/AAAAAAAACrg/NdMVLPVK3GE/s400/lorryalien.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620167902639911890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer: Hey, coconuts! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampung2&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearbeat: Hey, alien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, even when you are two totally different and unique individuals. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5035696269999591441?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5035696269999591441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5035696269999591441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5035696269999591441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5035696269999591441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/businessman-vs-teacher.html' title='Businessman Vs. Teacher'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM6LJZEwL8/Tf7Y7JOaEwI/AAAAAAAACrY/yC5lJai8o70/s72-c/2k.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5808122831351249773</id><published>2011-06-13T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:47:31.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Too happy.</title><content type='html'>Woke up late this morning. Too happy to sleep last night. ^_________________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E0oyglKjbFQ?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5808122831351249773?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5808122831351249773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5808122831351249773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5808122831351249773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5808122831351249773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/too-happy.html' title='Too happy.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E0oyglKjbFQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-809662208300096211</id><published>2011-06-08T14:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:08:40.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Staying focused.</title><content type='html'>One fine day, I blurted out my fear to Heartbeat. Negative thought that just breezed into my mind, I told him. Nothing really happened that made me thing such thought, but it just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Stay focused dear', he said, 'and look ahead'. Like a lightning bolt, I was struck with those words. In the midst of this happiness, I was careless by looking back. There's nothing wrong with looking back, but at the way of how we look at the past. I was scared for no reason, I was overcome with fear of losing. There, I was scared. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to figure out why I was scared. Then I realized there was this tiny voice inside of my head saying, 'One day it will be taken away from you, you don't deserve this'. Instant sadness filled my chest, I almost choked. But when I remember 'look head', with a smile on my face I told this tiny voice, 'I don't deserve anything, very true, but all I have is all because of HIS grace. Go away little creature. You're not meant to be here.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, the tiny voice went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said my little prayer. Reminding myself to stay focused and look head. Excitingly looking ahead. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proverbs 29:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3M46weoLoA/Te2C_M2aa7I/AAAAAAAACqY/GxFRmUTr0u0/s1600/April%2B126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3M46weoLoA/Te2C_M2aa7I/AAAAAAAACqY/GxFRmUTr0u0/s400/April%2B126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615288332693695410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dicgjKJOvLQ/Te2i3R2ojbI/AAAAAAAACrA/oxJlApMmQOI/s1600/April%2B144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2WfPuxCI4s/Te2z6xdS_HI/AAAAAAAACrI/HNIH5O2ud0c/s400/April%2B146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615342132690877554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtMpr_Hl-ws/Te2iX3Dw0FI/AAAAAAAACq4/RwzSnwx3G7w/s1600/April%2B139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtMpr_Hl-ws/Te2iX3Dw0FI/AAAAAAAACq4/RwzSnwx3G7w/s400/April%2B139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615322841201299538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4G8R9AO8IY/Te2F2mlLl5I/AAAAAAAACqw/jYgDWMMHqs8/s1600/April%2B133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4G8R9AO8IY/Te2F2mlLl5I/AAAAAAAACqw/jYgDWMMHqs8/s400/April%2B133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615291483516802962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-809662208300096211?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/809662208300096211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=809662208300096211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/809662208300096211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/809662208300096211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/staying-focused.html' title='Staying focused.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3M46weoLoA/Te2C_M2aa7I/AAAAAAAACqY/GxFRmUTr0u0/s72-c/April%2B126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4460631047172522271</id><published>2011-06-06T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:21:31.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Gawai Celebration this year.</title><content type='html'>I was away for Gawai holiday for 1 week, spent my time in my beloved Little Town with family. The celebration this year was very simple and a sombre one. I was always looking forward for Gawai because I knew that I would see my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, it was different. &lt;a href="http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2010/11/lifes-brief-candle.html"&gt;Grandma&lt;/a&gt; is no longer with us, no more greetings from afar, no more traditional delicacies to eat, no more folklore to share. Her absence was greatly felt. Friends and families who came to visit us, felt her absence too. They shared how my grandma had touched their lives, everywhere I went they would point to the walls and said, 'Those are made by your grandma', I looked at those things she delicately made using her bare hands. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I put my feet on the tiled floor of our longhouse, I couldn't stop my tears from flowing. I miss her. My grandma was a chatty person, a loud one. She was very animated. She would jump and squat and lie down and do whatever to enhance the story. A perfect storyteller, a storyteller at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep breath and smiled again, greeting the rest of the family as I walked around the house. Then, I went to the kitchen. I couldn't stop myself crying again. Now, harder, I sobbed. I could recall all the delicacies she made. There was none on the table. Only modern foods, simple traditional delicacies. Only if grandma was still here... I miss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half a year after her passing, she is dearly missed. Not only by her children, her grandchildren but also of those lives she had touched. A life that was greatly lived by a humble person. She was no celebrity, no politician, but she was that ordinary person with extraordinary impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Gawai to all readers/bloggers/friends. Come, let's take this moment to cherish the times we had with our loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can... :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4460631047172522271?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4460631047172522271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4460631047172522271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4460631047172522271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4460631047172522271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/06/gawai-celebration-this-year.html' title='Gawai Celebration this year.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3089077926559053911</id><published>2011-05-25T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T16:53:30.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>What kind of life?</title><content type='html'>I used to complain a lot about how busy my life was (and still is)  before this. It seemed like I never got bored because I always had  things to do. There are times when I can't finish some work on time  because there are too many on the list. Not good. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there  was one time when I thought to myself that I should pull the brake and  get myself free from whatever that was making me busy (which also  includes church activities). And guess what? I started to 'enjoy' myself  with lots of things. And most of them were useless joyful moments. Not  good. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I learned, by keeping myself busy, I am actually  using my all to work and to function, using my potential n gifts. I am not bothered with other petty  matters that are, u know, petty. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHVd1LgrP4/TdzCoab-ixI/AAAAAAAACqE/AVY_9HOqDvM/s1600/April%2B071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHVd1LgrP4/TdzCoab-ixI/AAAAAAAACqE/AVY_9HOqDvM/s400/April%2B071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610573235344018194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwftFOqYb58/TdzCognYJ0I/AAAAAAAACqM/SRnoDVTwB0A/s1600/April%2B077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwftFOqYb58/TdzCognYJ0I/AAAAAAAACqM/SRnoDVTwB0A/s400/April%2B077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610573237002446658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let's live an eventful life? ")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"We hear that some among you are idle and disruptive. They are not busy; they are busybodies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Thessalonians 3:11&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing people. Heartbeat contributes articles on financial to this personal motivational blog. Feeling low and confused about your money? Come, read some of his articles by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.motivates4life.com/2011/05/one-thing.html?showComment=1306289360140#c6990789635269945096"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, and do all things in the name of LOVE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Yes, of course I encourage you to keep yourself busy, BUT, don't forget to smell the roses along the way? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3089077926559053911?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3089077926559053911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3089077926559053911&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3089077926559053911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3089077926559053911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-kind-of-life.html' title='What kind of life?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfHVd1LgrP4/TdzCoab-ixI/AAAAAAAACqE/AVY_9HOqDvM/s72-c/April%2B071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8722229956694036751</id><published>2011-05-23T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T12:13:09.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>When boy meets girl</title><content type='html'>At this age of where relationships are more fragile than new-born babies, only in God can we trust to hold things together. You work all your might to keep the relationship going, you struggle day in and day out to make the relationship last, but in the end, all your efforts are in vain. Familiar? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot from the previous ones and I am still learning. I'm not saying I have perfected all my ways and all my conducts, far from it, but ya, I'm still learning. Come, let's learn together? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful that Hearbeat is a reader, an avid one, I warn you. A reader AND a drummer AND a super cool businessman? What else can I ask for? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years back, the only reason that made us so close was that he would drop by for a while at my house and we exchanged books and then discussed about them. I know, I know, sangatlah bookworms, kan? But, hey, look at where we are now. Muahkakaka! :P (Back then it was pure friendship, bandmates are not supposed to have "something" going on :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day when we suddenly sensed that "something" was going on, before everything started, we decided to read a book, as a guide. I suddenly remembered that I had read a book, back in 2007, "Boy meets girl" by Joshua Harris, which I thought was the PERFECT book for us. So, I bought one for him and we read it together. So, I re-read mine 4 years later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDfURb7VjC0/Tdnv9-zYdwI/AAAAAAAACpw/l1K5QTDZCRU/s1600/DSC02674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDfURb7VjC0/Tdnv9-zYdwI/AAAAAAAACpw/l1K5QTDZCRU/s400/DSC02674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609778658976233218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We learned a lot. We suddenly realized sooooooo many things we had done in the past hurt soooooooo many people around us and we decided it had to STOP. Things must CHANGE. Things must be different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when we realized, God's way is the best way, and is still the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when we decided, to trust God. Like freaking trust God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still learning. Come let's learn together? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing. From the bottom of my heart, should I say, from the bottoms of our hearts (should I write 'bottom' with 's'? if two hearts, that means two bottoms la right?) Oh well, my point is, you see, I've mentioned that we have hurt so many people around us, purposely or not, I know we have, from our sincere hearts, we want to say we are sorry for whatever that was in the past that didn't show the acts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey has just begun, and many wonderful things to come. We invite YOU, yes YOU my beloved blog readers, my friends, to join us, learn with us and enjoy God's blessings, together with us, all the way, ALL THE WAY TOGETHER WITH US, to the God-designed 'destination'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dWHtqFPNwE/TdoE03qyv9I/AAAAAAAACp4/sh7wjYdDM9M/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1dWHtqFPNwE/TdoE03qyv9I/AAAAAAAACp4/sh7wjYdDM9M/s400/MarchMelody1%2B834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609801592186519506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom? *stretches out our hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: You can actually find the book at MPH, at the Christian Living, Relationship department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8722229956694036751?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8722229956694036751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8722229956694036751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8722229956694036751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8722229956694036751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-boy-meets-girl.html' title='When boy meets girl'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDfURb7VjC0/Tdnv9-zYdwI/AAAAAAAACpw/l1K5QTDZCRU/s72-c/DSC02674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-688177982207696866</id><published>2011-05-19T15:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:35:13.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Have I told you?</title><content type='html'>... that SUMMER was the band singer and HEARTBEAT was the drummer for SoulShakers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB0Ve2QVbts/TdTQj_TYFhI/AAAAAAAACpg/fVABpJyzsBM/s1600/54081_10150098582582033_639562032_7143873_1613859_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB0Ve2QVbts/TdTQj_TYFhI/AAAAAAAACpg/fVABpJyzsBM/s400/54081_10150098582582033_639562032_7143873_1613859_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608336752689813010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8T2xXFbBVWE/TdTOdrvg7GI/AAAAAAAACpY/iqr9LM2flao/s1600/soulshakers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8T2xXFbBVWE/TdTOdrvg7GI/AAAAAAAACpY/iqr9LM2flao/s400/soulshakers2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608334445336652898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... that SUMMER &amp;amp; HEARTBEAT were best friends for 7 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luQlTdzkvGU/TdTQkCa1tRI/AAAAAAAACpo/PJ_xIjNXjVM/s1600/MarchMelody%2B849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luQlTdzkvGU/TdTQkCa1tRI/AAAAAAAACpo/PJ_xIjNXjVM/s400/MarchMelody%2B849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608336753526420754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... that HEARTBEAT ever appeared in SUMMER's blog? Click &lt;a href="http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2009/04/power-of-greetings.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeeee... Love while you can :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-688177982207696866?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/688177982207696866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=688177982207696866&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/688177982207696866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/688177982207696866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/05/have-i-told-you.html' title='Have I told you?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GB0Ve2QVbts/TdTQj_TYFhI/AAAAAAAACpg/fVABpJyzsBM/s72-c/54081_10150098582582033_639562032_7143873_1613859_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7725533047321403981</id><published>2011-05-10T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:32:00.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masa Oh Masa</title><content type='html'>I'm bogged down with tonnes of work now, so please bear with me k? I have lots of things to share, can't wait! *claps hands* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there. Being a mother is the highest calling, because you have given birth to future leaders, future doctors, future teachers, future 'SOMEONE'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsGoTlwnPE/Tcja-TVcc2I/AAAAAAAACpQ/G1bcQ-9Ll3U/s1600/marking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsGoTlwnPE/Tcja-TVcc2I/AAAAAAAACpQ/G1bcQ-9Ll3U/s400/marking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604970500139545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That picture was taken by Najwa while I was marking students' assignments, now busy marking students' exams. Haishhh... Cheer me on, will you? Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and forgive now matter how unpleasant it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7725533047321403981?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7725533047321403981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7725533047321403981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7725533047321403981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7725533047321403981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/05/masa-oh-masa.html' title='Masa Oh Masa'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsGoTlwnPE/Tcja-TVcc2I/AAAAAAAACpQ/G1bcQ-9Ll3U/s72-c/marking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7994455773820964361</id><published>2011-04-28T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:22:07.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>I'll share about what happened today when the time is right but I just want to put it here on my blog, on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 April 2011&lt;/span&gt;, at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 - 3 p.m&lt;/span&gt;., at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/span&gt; as a reminder of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;how great GOD is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how happy HEARTBEAT &amp;amp; SUMMER are. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Father in heaven, YOU are awesome. Thank you for Heartbeat, thank you for the experience, thank YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6Hm89ozsKw/Tbk-3rNkn-I/AAAAAAAACpI/ozUqg3fslGo/s1600/MarchMelody%2B780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6Hm89ozsKw/Tbk-3rNkn-I/AAAAAAAACpI/ozUqg3fslGo/s400/MarchMelody%2B780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600576737825300450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ngeeeeeeeee... KITE GEMBIRE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, I MEAN IT, LOVE WHILE YOU CAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7994455773820964361?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7994455773820964361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7994455773820964361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7994455773820964361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7994455773820964361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6Hm89ozsKw/Tbk-3rNkn-I/AAAAAAAACpI/ozUqg3fslGo/s72-c/MarchMelody%2B780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7270972518617363290</id><published>2011-04-19T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:29:15.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Well taken care of</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously busy for the past 2 months, never really had enough rest, but I'm thankful that I get to slip in some fun in between my busy days. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the second day of our course which we need to attend until next Tuesday, every single day 8 a.m. - 5 p.m. Last night, I stayed back at the office till 9.15 p.m. Had lots of marking to do since we need to put up the carry marks for display before their final exams next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I caught 'mini' flu. Then, I started coughing since last Saturday and last night I had trouble sleeping because I just couldn't stop coughing. Huhuhu... Today, I had to be at the course again early morning, Wua! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was listening attentively (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;konon2nya&lt;/span&gt;) to a professor talking in front...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, SUDDENLY... Jeng! Jeng! Jeng! Jeng! Teketaz! Teketiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 New Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hearbeat: I got medicine for you. Can I borrow your 2 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqkRrC1PHvo/Ta1SacrLejI/AAAAAAAACpA/JWNbJcG41UQ/s1600/DSC02710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqkRrC1PHvo/Ta1SacrLejI/AAAAAAAACpA/JWNbJcG41UQ/s400/DSC02710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597220526218770994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rushed down the building and saw his car coming in. EXCITED! Yay! Yay! Yay! (wait, I was sick right?) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.............. :D Thank you Hearbeat. Ngeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can... that's it, just love while you can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still melting* :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7270972518617363290?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7270972518617363290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7270972518617363290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7270972518617363290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7270972518617363290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-taken-care-of.html' title='Well taken care of'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqkRrC1PHvo/Ta1SacrLejI/AAAAAAAACpA/JWNbJcG41UQ/s72-c/DSC02710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6875273887736179349</id><published>2011-04-14T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:45:29.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Honesty &amp; Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When trust is violated&lt;br /&gt;Way too many times&lt;br /&gt;It gets difficult to say 'I trust you'&lt;br /&gt;It gets difficult to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening up again&lt;br /&gt;Saying 'I trust you' yet one more time&lt;br /&gt;These are of no vain&lt;br /&gt;These are miracles so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this burden deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Still bleeding wounds&lt;br /&gt;Thinking by putting them aside&lt;br /&gt;Will make it heal soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told&lt;br /&gt;Wounds are still wounds&lt;br /&gt;They need to be healed&lt;br /&gt;Before they can be sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme honesty is all what it needs&lt;br /&gt;Humbly truth be revealed&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is all what I seek&lt;br /&gt;For I am vulnerable and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATHER, once again I come to thee&lt;br /&gt;As humble as I can be&lt;br /&gt;Submitting these wounds to you I plea&lt;br /&gt;Heal them and let me be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, let go of your wounds and join me to be free today? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because love heals all wounds. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Heartbeat, thank you. :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6875273887736179349?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6875273887736179349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6875273887736179349&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6875273887736179349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6875273887736179349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/honesty-trust.html' title='Honesty &amp; Trust'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4397236365092704059</id><published>2011-04-12T11:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T12:20:12.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>On the rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7TYf1wCjvM/TaPR7ccQMlI/AAAAAAAACo4/Ccf9XoIjLmY/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I fall and rise so many times in my life that I lost count. I had been at the lowest point of my life that I thought I would never get up again, I almost gave up life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed with the things that happened in my life, too many failures that I thought I shouldn't dream anymore. I thought I just should go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized I've been depending too much on myself to make things right in life. I've been building my house on the sand, instead of rock. No wonder 'my house' was blown away easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7TYf1wCjvM/TaPR7ccQMlI/AAAAAAAACo4/Ccf9XoIjLmY/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7TYf1wCjvM/TaPR7ccQMlI/AAAAAAAACo4/Ccf9XoIjLmY/s400/MarchMelody1%2B021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594545981301469778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come, let's build our houses on the rock? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="color:"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into  practice is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a wise man who built his house on the rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt; The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat  against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation  on the rock.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into  practice is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a foolish man who built his house on sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:24-27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because love overcomes anything. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4397236365092704059?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4397236365092704059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4397236365092704059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4397236365092704059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4397236365092704059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-rock.html' title='On the rock'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7TYf1wCjvM/TaPR7ccQMlI/AAAAAAAACo4/Ccf9XoIjLmY/s72-c/MarchMelody1%2B021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7900869835813224592</id><published>2011-04-11T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:19:00.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>"Best of Me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many years gone, still I remember&lt;br /&gt;How did I ever let my heart believe&lt;br /&gt;in one who never gave enough to me&lt;br /&gt;And so many years gone,love that was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't forget the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and how you changed the taste of love for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my one more chance&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd find&lt;br /&gt;you were the one romance&lt;br /&gt;I've always known in my mind&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever touch me more&lt;br /&gt;and I only hope that in return&lt;br /&gt;I might have saved the best of me for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll have no ending if we can hold on&lt;br /&gt;I think I've come this far because of you&lt;br /&gt;could be no other love but ours will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my one more chance&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd find&lt;br /&gt;you were the one romance&lt;br /&gt;I've always known in my mind&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever touch me more&lt;br /&gt;and I only hope that in return&lt;br /&gt;I might have saved the best of me for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever touch me more&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that in return&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we have to learn&lt;br /&gt;That I might have saved the best, very best of me for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OHCjA9zwncI?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received this in my inbox. Thank you Heartbeat. Ngeeee... :D Oh by the way, he's one big fan of Michael Buble. Teruja! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, and "we'll have no ending if we can hold on". :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7900869835813224592?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7900869835813224592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7900869835813224592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7900869835813224592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7900869835813224592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-of-me.html' title='&quot;Best of Me&quot;'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OHCjA9zwncI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6980351693413529163</id><published>2011-04-08T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:43:48.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>I used to trust God half-heartedly, because I didn't trust Him to make some choices for me, because I thought He would make boring choices for me - you know, there are some things you cannot do because He wants you to be goody-goody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it hit me, I had a dialogue with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Are you stupid or just plain STUPID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: Hoi! Who are you to say I'm STUPID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Who am I? I am you la, STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: Eh, yala ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: You said "He would make boring choices for you"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: Yes, I don't want His boring choices. You know, goody-goody man who doesn't know how to have fun, who only wants to be and do good ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Now, that's PLAIN STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: What?! Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Have you never seen the beautiful mountains He created, the happy laughter He put on children's faces, the harmonious singing birds on the trees, the flowing river that never stops? He created all the beautiful things that you enjoy now. AND YOU SAID THAT HIS CHOICES ARE BORING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: .........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: Hey, that's familiar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself: Of course la. Isaiah55:8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Little Town: Ngeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that conversation, I started to put my FULL trust in God. It was difficult at first, because I was still anxious of His choices, as if "God I trust you but are You really sure with what You are doing?" But still, I tried to fully trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I've never been happier.  :D  :D  :D  :D  :D  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, put your trust in Him? His ways are better than ours. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I shall bore you with some pictures from the beach. Ngeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ARbVvO1rk/TZ6JSMvcQ7I/AAAAAAAACog/VqZGFEdduNo/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ARbVvO1rk/TZ6JSMvcQ7I/AAAAAAAACog/VqZGFEdduNo/s400/MarchMelody1%2B841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593058732991595442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-YXGAcRtnM/TZ6JSdZn3FI/AAAAAAAACoo/TVsCGNW9YZ0/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-YXGAcRtnM/TZ6JSdZn3FI/AAAAAAAACoo/TVsCGNW9YZ0/s400/MarchMelody1%2B845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593058737463483474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, because the greatest among faith, hope and love, is LOVE. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6980351693413529163?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6980351693413529163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6980351693413529163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6980351693413529163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6980351693413529163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02ARbVvO1rk/TZ6JSMvcQ7I/AAAAAAAACog/VqZGFEdduNo/s72-c/MarchMelody1%2B841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7906108558667977052</id><published>2011-04-06T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:41:01.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Something to munch</title><content type='html'>Very soon, we'll be having ESE night, where students are going to  perform their dramas and compete with other groups. So, we had our  rehearsal on Sunday. Yes, you heard that right, on SUNDAY, where  everybody was supposed to relax at home and relax at home and ya, relax  at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess where I was on SUNDAY? Exactly, at work. :'( I  had my very quick lunch after church service and headed off to my  workplace. Tiring. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat suddenly texted saying that he  had an appointment somewhere nearby my workplace. He said, 'Give me 3  mins, I have something for you, something to munch.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he dropped by at my workplace, I could see him from afar, holding something behind his back. Suddenly he waved that thing to me, I was literally jumping with joy, it's a CHOCOLATE BAR! YAY!!!! HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUIm0KfoFeM/TZrHLXo3tqI/AAAAAAAACoI/wWD_MDvJMW8/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B1067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUIm0KfoFeM/TZrHLXo3tqI/AAAAAAAACoI/wWD_MDvJMW8/s400/MarchMelody1%2B1067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592000885471819426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Chocolate can boost your energy, I know you have a tiring day today,' he said. HOW CAN I NOT MELT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the chocolate bar made me so happy, and didn't expect what came next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fY2YdxNLIXs/TZrHLvy2JDI/AAAAAAAACoQ/7MwI43JxJC0/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fY2YdxNLIXs/TZrHLvy2JDI/AAAAAAAACoQ/7MwI43JxJC0/s400/MarchMelody1%2B1068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592000891956110386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XYoLSjckjPw/TZrHMNQXLkI/AAAAAAAACoY/uY9-lVFnIFY/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XYoLSjckjPw/TZrHMNQXLkI/AAAAAAAACoY/uY9-lVFnIFY/s400/MarchMelody1%2B1070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592000899864538690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*typing while melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note was way sweeter than the chocolate. Ngeeeeee.... *floating in the air* Ngeeeeeeeee...... Now, that's the reason why I feel like sixteen. Ngeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired? Apa tired? :P My energy was instantly lifted. Lalalalalalala... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, thank you. We thank YOU. YOU're awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and trust GOD that HE can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7906108558667977052?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7906108558667977052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7906108558667977052&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7906108558667977052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7906108558667977052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/something-to-munch.html' title='Something to munch'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUIm0KfoFeM/TZrHLXo3tqI/AAAAAAAACoI/wWD_MDvJMW8/s72-c/MarchMelody1%2B1067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1426259914194355380</id><published>2011-04-05T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:10:10.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Tulis nama atas pasir</title><content type='html'>It was Heartbeat and Summer's day last Saturday, so off we went to the beach. This time around, we went to Pasir Pandak. My first time here, OVERLY EXCITED! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duNq9UBWFlg/TZmDpHMF9vI/AAAAAAAACnI/pOdWY0vpFQU/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duNq9UBWFlg/TZmDpHMF9vI/AAAAAAAACnI/pOdWY0vpFQU/s400/MarchMelody1%2B810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591645154684827378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say hi to Mr. Cecawil! :D (Cecawil is dragonfly in Iban language, he got excited about this word and kept saying it all day long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ui3VcNCK3A/TZmFXS9y3UI/AAAAAAAACng/OeBpii9lIxM/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ui3VcNCK3A/TZmFXS9y3UI/AAAAAAAACng/OeBpii9lIxM/s400/MarchMelody1%2B819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591647047631691074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He bullied me, so I conteng his palm. GGGRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW6xYPf_T0g/TZmDp4m_PEI/AAAAAAAACnY/7WwOgvkE-d0/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW6xYPf_T0g/TZmDp4m_PEI/AAAAAAAACnY/7WwOgvkE-d0/s400/MarchMelody1%2B856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591645167950969922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9upjfIwyUls/TZmjtleZAVI/AAAAAAAACoA/FF2Z3QJCeDI/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9upjfIwyUls/TZmjtleZAVI/AAAAAAAACoA/FF2Z3QJCeDI/s400/MarchMelody1%2B823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591680415906201938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCtURkgf8s/TZmjtcuFAiI/AAAAAAAACn4/yrpRuWLp3qQ/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 407px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQCtURkgf8s/TZmjtcuFAiI/AAAAAAAACn4/yrpRuWLp3qQ/s400/MarchMelody1%2B878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591680413556081186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IomNCympe1I/TZmFXwQHVpI/AAAAAAAACnw/ZsQaIRSNrtk/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 407px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IomNCympe1I/TZmFXwQHVpI/AAAAAAAACnw/ZsQaIRSNrtk/s400/MarchMelody1%2B830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591647055493158546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb3zsQIlkPA/TZmFXmi5grI/AAAAAAAACno/OYBTGBjrW_I/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 406px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb3zsQIlkPA/TZmFXmi5grI/AAAAAAAACno/OYBTGBjrW_I/s400/MarchMelody1%2B826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591647052887589554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was raining rather heavily on our way to the beach, that was the reason why the clouds were so gloomy, but surely not us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a stroll along the beach, spent the time together, talking and laughing. It was a bliss. More to come, Heartbeat? Can? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K0ndVCM3oA/TZmDpZ8M7XI/AAAAAAAACnQ/pAn8V2YUELk/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1K0ndVCM3oA/TZmDpZ8M7XI/AAAAAAAACnQ/pAn8V2YUELk/s400/MarchMelody1%2B887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591645159718448498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever been with someone you can be very honest with? I have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can and enjoy the happy sunset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1426259914194355380?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1426259914194355380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1426259914194355380&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1426259914194355380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1426259914194355380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/tulis-nama-atas-pasir.html' title='Tulis nama atas pasir'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duNq9UBWFlg/TZmDpHMF9vI/AAAAAAAACnI/pOdWY0vpFQU/s72-c/MarchMelody1%2B810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-47956972765215853</id><published>2011-04-04T15:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:52:16.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Perhaps</title><content type='html'>Life has been practically hectic, but I'm enjoying every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of work chaos, Connie, a music lecturer, suddenly contacted me to be involved in a Home Concert by the students, as a guest singer, she said. Apa lagi, I said yes la. Tehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://najwa-hanani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Najwa&lt;/a&gt; was being very helpful helping me with my dress and my make up. I had a crazy week, I didn't even have time to shop for my dress (had to squeeze time) and I bathed at office toilet before the event. Kesian sik? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypmwpOzTFjc/TZlz3y5UHTI/AAAAAAAACmo/sUi6YdC_bBY/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 447px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypmwpOzTFjc/TZlz3y5UHTI/AAAAAAAACmo/sUi6YdC_bBY/s400/MarchMelody1%2B700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591627814749347122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had class until 7pm and the concert was at 8pm, and we had to be there by 7.30pm. CRAZY! Glad that we made it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention Heartbeat was there too? Ngeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to very heavy make up, I did my own make up before this. My make up was very light even when I performed on stage, so, this was kinda new. Teheee... :D I was so worried about my make up, when I saw Heartbeat, the first question I asked him, 'Don't you think I look scary?', he humbly said, 'You look great, Summer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still melting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to blogging. The concert was awesome, seriously! You should have been there too. Next time, you go, okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NST1UP_HTrQ/TZl0QtJvAGI/AAAAAAAACmw/pW5mh5SnkYk/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NST1UP_HTrQ/TZl0QtJvAGI/AAAAAAAACmw/pW5mh5SnkYk/s400/MarchMelody1%2B724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591628242704334946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsgmyenookU/TZl09XKLChI/AAAAAAAACm4/cZ5si28P-Y4/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 436px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qsgmyenookU/TZl09XKLChI/AAAAAAAACm4/cZ5si28P-Y4/s400/MarchMelody1%2B760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591629009894705682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PP2ewffWSUA/TZl09rt4D-I/AAAAAAAACnA/IF6GoIU0Qc0/s1600/MarchMelody1%2B787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PP2ewffWSUA/TZl09rt4D-I/AAAAAAAACnA/IF6GoIU0Qc0/s400/MarchMelody1%2B787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591629015413166050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The concert was a blast, I had fun, the students did a very very very good job. Congratulations! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I sang only one song 'Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps', bahahahahha... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-47956972765215853?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/47956972765215853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=47956972765215853&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/47956972765215853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/47956972765215853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/04/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypmwpOzTFjc/TZlz3y5UHTI/AAAAAAAACmo/sUi6YdC_bBY/s72-c/MarchMelody1%2B700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3272485769806840113</id><published>2011-03-31T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T17:03:52.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know what's cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we know each other for years&lt;br /&gt;As 'just friends' and nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Through laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;Through victories and fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly our hearts beat&lt;br /&gt;Faster than they ever have&lt;br /&gt;We don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We wanna fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we look back at our lives&lt;br /&gt;And see all the beauties that lie&lt;br /&gt;Happy tears we will cry&lt;br /&gt;Up above the brighter skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the distance and the gap&lt;br /&gt;We've created with GOD&lt;br /&gt;Has somehow become closer&lt;br /&gt;GOD has become nearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we giggle and smile&lt;br /&gt;How weird this seems to be&lt;br /&gt;How amazing these moments truly&lt;br /&gt;How we are blessed and happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear GOD I pray to thee&lt;br /&gt;Humbly I come on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Not our will but YOURS will be&lt;br /&gt;Temporary is not what we see&lt;br /&gt;But eternity is what it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heartbeat&lt;/span&gt; from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FY1MXQy2uGo/TZRBpjOd6TI/AAAAAAAACmg/9-GjbqGuz3s/s1600/February%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FY1MXQy2uGo/TZRBpjOd6TI/AAAAAAAACmg/9-GjbqGuz3s/s400/February%2B056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590165219559991602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Nah... the poem you asked for the other day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3272485769806840113?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3272485769806840113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3272485769806840113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3272485769806840113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3272485769806840113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-know-whats-cute.html' title='Do you know what&apos;s cute?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FY1MXQy2uGo/TZRBpjOd6TI/AAAAAAAACmg/9-GjbqGuz3s/s72-c/February%2B056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2550586392274155002</id><published>2011-03-30T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:11:03.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like sixteen</title><content type='html'>Do you know how I feel right now? Exactly like a 16 year-old girl who falls head over heels for someone. Awkward, because I'm 10 years passed that stage. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slept early last night because he said he had, what he called, 'mini flu'. The mini flu had turned to 'medium flu', whatever he means by that, and I bought medicine for him (I actually bought medicine for him? I actually did? Gosh, it has been a while since the last time I did that to someone. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIcLFDDpJrE/TZKq3Qlje8I/AAAAAAAACmQ/Vjm1OfyeJYs/s1600/DSC02685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIcLFDDpJrE/TZKq3Qlje8I/AAAAAAAACmQ/Vjm1OfyeJYs/s400/DSC02685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589717953842215874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, he dropped by the office with something in his hand. It's KOLOK MEE! He said one of the best at 10th mile, memang SEDAP! :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hInkyyLJmDM/TZKq3jQ5QDI/AAAAAAAACmY/1FcMJpHf7xQ/s1600/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hInkyyLJmDM/TZKq3jQ5QDI/AAAAAAAACmY/1FcMJpHf7xQ/s400/DSC02687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589717958855835698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you know what's happy and jumping right now? Do you know what? It's my heart. My heart is happy and jumping right now. Can you see it? Can you feel it? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because your heart needs some jumping and LOTS of happiness. Ngeeeee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2550586392274155002?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2550586392274155002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2550586392274155002&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2550586392274155002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2550586392274155002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/highschool-sweethearts.html' title='Feels like sixteen'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mIcLFDDpJrE/TZKq3Qlje8I/AAAAAAAACmQ/Vjm1OfyeJYs/s72-c/DSC02685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2929064430962479053</id><published>2011-03-29T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:40:06.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>On my knees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept with a book on my chest and suddenly woke up in the middle  of the night because of a missed call from the precious one. I rubbed my  eyes and read his text carefully as why he replied late. I smiled, very  honest. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so blessed for the past few weeks. Extremely  blessed and happy. I'm more peaceful and content with my life now,  compared a few months back where I had A LOT of DRAMA in my life.  Endless drama and I grew tired of it. Seriously, my life now has changed  in a blink of eyes (both eyes blinking). :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, I  was suddenly reminded that I didn't deserve to be this happy. I've done  so many useless things in my life that make me unworthy of all these  blessings. So many that I lost count.  :'( I quickly prayed, on my knees, and the only words I said were, 'Forgive me, forgive me'. 2 words, repetitively, without proper conversation. 2 words. I felt so peaceful right after, it had never felt so warm. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be in that situation ever again, sucks big time! I want to move forward and walk this journey with different perspective and renewed heart and mind. Come, take my hand, we walk this journey together? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P4PsDNLX3k8?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b823PZ5BtOo/TZFSPu2SPYI/AAAAAAAACmI/zJsXHfaREGw/s1600/feb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b823PZ5BtOo/TZFSPu2SPYI/AAAAAAAACmI/zJsXHfaREGw/s400/feb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589339042770730370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, because you can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2929064430962479053?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2929064430962479053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2929064430962479053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2929064430962479053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2929064430962479053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-my-knees.html' title='On my knees'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P4PsDNLX3k8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5687872114552428682</id><published>2011-03-25T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:01:37.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>The power of NO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0swml2QzGM/TYx15lery2I/AAAAAAAACmA/M1E2Q5B0yUQ/s1600/February%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People who are close with me will know how INDECISIVE I can be. Even if I have decided on something, I would still think about it over and over again, and at last I would get confused and re-think about my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times, way too many times, I would get upset and bitter because I just couldn't make up my mind. That's how INDECISIVE I am, or maybe was. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reflecting on my personal characters, as why do I get so confused when it comes to making decision. Why would I re-think about a decision I have made? Recently, I found the answer to all the WHYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because, I don't dare to say NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught to SEIZE THE DAY. I was taught to NEVER LET OPPORTUNITIES WALK BY. Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, of course, if there are opportunities, be brave and say YES, but of course, think first about the consequences. If you don't feel right about it, let it go. Why hold on to it?  The problem with me was, I say YES first, then I will try to fix it. Guess what, I FAILED, 99%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of fixing things, I'm tired of failed plans, I'm tired of doing it MY WAY. This time around, I learn to say NO, FIRMLY. I learn to let GOD take the driver's seat. HIS way is better than mine. I'm tired of knocking down the wall that I should not have done at the first place. I will learn to say NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say NO in a few occasions. I turned down so many 'opportunities'. Instead of feeling sad and gloomy, I feel relieved. I feel happy. I feel lighter (of course not slimmer :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray today that may your decisions be GOD's decisions, because my decisions can be destructive but GOD's decision will bring blessings to you. I assure you that, because I'm extremely blessed right now. I REALLY AM. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you said 'NO' today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0swml2QzGM/TYx15lery2I/AAAAAAAACmA/M1E2Q5B0yUQ/s1600/February%2B058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 441px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0swml2QzGM/TYx15lery2I/AAAAAAAACmA/M1E2Q5B0yUQ/s400/February%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587970869833747298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, even if you have to say NO. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5687872114552428682?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5687872114552428682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5687872114552428682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5687872114552428682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5687872114552428682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-no.html' title='The power of NO'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C0swml2QzGM/TYx15lery2I/AAAAAAAACmA/M1E2Q5B0yUQ/s72-c/February%2B058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4667792870915101896</id><published>2011-03-24T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:18:25.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>I am Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow, one thing I want to tell you today. Only one thing, God is awesome. HE works in a very funny way. HE's so freaking cool! Like so FREAKING COOL! Adoi... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CnTxplw60FU?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have a new name. I am 'Summer'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because love can be so scarily amazing. Indeed it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4667792870915101896?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4667792870915101896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4667792870915101896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4667792870915101896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4667792870915101896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-summer.html' title='I am Summer'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CnTxplw60FU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2058597103390315667</id><published>2011-03-22T15:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:44:17.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Is it just me?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like you are a better you when you are with someone? Or you want to be better, not because that person is threatening you, but you just feel good about yourself. Or have you ever felt like you are at your best when you are around that person? How should I describe it a? Haishhh... Faham sik apa ku mok padah tok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, right, your head is kinda light, because to many happy pills, I guess. This happy type of happy is not the get-wasted-type-of-happy, but a good one. The happy type that brings out the best in you and makes you grow closer to God. (Then you are wondering, got meh? I tell you a, GOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQiCnax90t0/TYhP3GlYu6I/AAAAAAAAClw/QClWGd5Qn8Q/s1600/Sabah%2Btrip%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQiCnax90t0/TYhP3GlYu6I/AAAAAAAAClw/QClWGd5Qn8Q/s400/Sabah%2Btrip%2B068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586803145831922594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want more of that. Like lots and lots and lots of them! *jumping heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 reasons why I might be so happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1 - I feel good about myself being around positive people&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2 - My hormones are stable (That ovulation stage when you are so ready to mate but you don't have anyone to do it with, oh well.)&lt;br /&gt;Reason #3 - I'm just plain happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, because love makes you wanna be a better you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2058597103390315667?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2058597103390315667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2058597103390315667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2058597103390315667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2058597103390315667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-just-me.html' title='Is it just me?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQiCnax90t0/TYhP3GlYu6I/AAAAAAAAClw/QClWGd5Qn8Q/s72-c/Sabah%2Btrip%2B068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-7476859196434647141</id><published>2011-03-21T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T12:49:27.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>The reason why it's bitter.</title><content type='html'>I discovered something this morning while doing my morning devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why some relationships are so bitter because both have conflicting values. He says 'ok', she says 'not ok', she says 'ok', he says 'not ok'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, they fight and one day they find that they are not looking at the same direction anymore. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, to make this world a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-7476859196434647141?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/7476859196434647141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=7476859196434647141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7476859196434647141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/7476859196434647141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/reason-why-its-bitter.html' title='The reason why it&apos;s bitter.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2521184900419343498</id><published>2011-03-17T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T16:21:34.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>almost not functioning</title><content type='html'>I seriously need to get something out of my system so that I can function normally again. I'm mentally exhausted right now. I have not had my proper weekends for 3 consecutive weeks and I'm going away for another work-related "retreat" this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staring blankly at the same task for almost 3 hours now, but no progress at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have lots of things on my table that I need to settle AND I don't even know where to start. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.SERIOUSLY.NEED.A.BREAK.PRONTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yoursartfully.com/posts/216632.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, even though work is piling. (sik da kaitan lalu juak)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2521184900419343498?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2521184900419343498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2521184900419343498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2521184900419343498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2521184900419343498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/almost-not-functioning.html' title='almost not functioning'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-3041380105322414022</id><published>2011-03-16T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:16:49.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Fishy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is not quite right.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe my instinct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can but be careful not to let your heart gets trampled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-3041380105322414022?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/3041380105322414022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=3041380105322414022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3041380105322414022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/3041380105322414022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/fishy.html' title='Fishy'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6429963095519467392</id><published>2011-03-09T16:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:36:49.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>"Love while you can"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVQcIZ2OFw/TXdJg244W7I/AAAAAAAAClo/qRLncGZm9xk/s1600/February%2B091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was chatting with Azham when he suddenly asked me, "What do you mean by 'Love while you can' in your blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking for a while about what do I really mean by "Love while you can". I've been using the tagline for quite sometime every time I end my blog entry. The origin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, I still remember sitting at home watching 'One more day' on Astro Hallmark when I first started using this tagline. I was losing and about to lose people that I love back then. I suddenly realized that I had not loved enough, or maybe I had not been very expressive about me loving other people. I had not told them that I loved them, and I didn't do anything in particular to show that I did love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it didn't mean much to me, it was just a mere tagline. Then, it really meant much to me when I started to lose my late grandmother, whom I lovingly called Poi, as she was battling against her cancer. I still remember I was supposed to have my mid-sem break when Poi was diagnosed with Sigmoid Colon cancer final stage. It really broke my heart, as she was my favourite Poi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one who would run after me every time I tried to sneak out of the house to play with the neighbours. She was the one who held me tight when our family was at the verge of breaking. She was the one who prayed for me till she cried those loving tears. Losing her was like losing a part of my life, because she was there when I grew up. That was when I realized that I must love while I can love through my words and actions. Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was losing my another grandmother from my dad's side. I wasn't even with her during her final moments. I couldn't even talk to her because she suddenly fell into a coma when she started to leave us. But I had not regrets at all because I know that I had loved her enough. I had done my part as a grandchild. I know that I had loved. Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was losing someone dear to me, Rock Star. Surprisingly, we didn't fight, we didn't mock each other, we didn't curse each other when things didn't work out between us. Simply because we knew that we were just not meant to be together, why force it? We knew that the main problem was not from us. It was difficult, yes, but somehow we learned to move on and live our life to the fullest. We did love while we can, while we were still struggling, while we were still fighting for 'us'. We still care for each other, of course. We do really love while we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, losing people in my life has taught me that life is seriously short. Today, you may curse that person, the next thing you know he's gone in your life forever. Scary eh? Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave my footprints on this earth. I want to have people commenting on my FB wall posts saying that I had loved enough while I was on earth, even when I'm no longer reading them, even when I'm gone. I want people to say that I had lived my life to the fullest that it is okay to leave. I want to be remembered that I had loved and cared enough about those around me. Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are times when I don't feel like loving, but hey, who am I kidding here? I'm not perfect, I'm still learning. There are times when I purely hate someone or something, but at the end of the day I feel this surge of regret crashing into me. Not fun at all. Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want people to write on your FB wall posts even when you're gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmeStOTMEXs/TXdH2N92OwI/AAAAAAAAClg/e7gFL_vKnYg/s1600/February%2B087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmeStOTMEXs/TXdH2N92OwI/AAAAAAAAClg/e7gFL_vKnYg/s400/February%2B087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582009259936594690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVQcIZ2OFw/TXdJg244W7I/AAAAAAAAClo/qRLncGZm9xk/s1600/February%2B091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVQcIZ2OFw/TXdJg244W7I/AAAAAAAAClo/qRLncGZm9xk/s400/February%2B091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582011091987749810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, because you are first loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6429963095519467392?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6429963095519467392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6429963095519467392&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6429963095519467392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6429963095519467392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-while-you-can.html' title='&quot;Love while you can&quot;'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmeStOTMEXs/TXdH2N92OwI/AAAAAAAAClg/e7gFL_vKnYg/s72-c/February%2B087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8983379512396369775</id><published>2011-03-07T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:23:18.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>The reason why I will never be an actress</title><content type='html'>Last week, &lt;a href="http://keemanxp.com/blog/"&gt;Kee Man&lt;/a&gt; was asked to do a review on iPad. Being the most adorable colleague I was (and still am), okay you may puke now, he asked me to become a part of the montage he was doing for the review. I'm the least tech-savvy person in the world, and dealing with touch screen is seriously not my forte, but I had fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nah... the video to prove why I am not a TV material. Muahkaaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P_uA64XJ-wQ?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, love while you can! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I've just come back from the 3-day course. I HAD SO MUCH FUN! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8983379512396369775?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8983379512396369775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8983379512396369775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8983379512396369775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8983379512396369775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/reason-why-i-will-never-be-actress.html' title='The reason why I will never be an actress'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P_uA64XJ-wQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8062447588853753508</id><published>2011-03-03T12:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:55:28.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>A walk to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJ1_Kws_RE/TW8tEbuVajI/AAAAAAAAClQ/752LK68dHO0/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in March is kinda hectic. Trying to keep my head above the water. Haishh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos I would love to share. It was CNY break and we had just come back from visiting some friends. So, next destination? Kuching Waterfront TERCINTA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnSAhdOp0FU/TW8qOFJEJJI/AAAAAAAAClA/mTaiiOv1iyA/s1600/February%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnSAhdOp0FU/TW8qOFJEJJI/AAAAAAAAClA/mTaiiOv1iyA/s400/February%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579724884722066578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAM_Xhw06nU/TW8pu43CYzI/AAAAAAAACk4/LhxQBS6pNzA/s1600/February%2B019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAM_Xhw06nU/TW8pu43CYzI/AAAAAAAACk4/LhxQBS6pNzA/s400/February%2B019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579724348849283890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJ1_Kws_RE/TW8tEbuVajI/AAAAAAAAClQ/752LK68dHO0/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaJ1_Kws_RE/TW8tEbuVajI/AAAAAAAAClQ/752LK68dHO0/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579728017520159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_F2DcyFoue0/TW8mISBdRlI/AAAAAAAACko/ioI_MzQB4vE/s1600/February%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_F2DcyFoue0/TW8mISBdRlI/AAAAAAAACko/ioI_MzQB4vE/s400/February%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579720387054093906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3sCvOQWPuA/TW8gj6BAspI/AAAAAAAACkg/X6J-0kgroiI/s1600/February%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3sCvOQWPuA/TW8gj6BAspI/AAAAAAAACkg/X6J-0kgroiI/s400/February%2B014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579714264576340626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWywMJj5sZs/TW8n1A-9S_I/AAAAAAAACkw/0jHnH3dUUtQ/s1600/February%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UWywMJj5sZs/TW8n1A-9S_I/AAAAAAAACkw/0jHnH3dUUtQ/s400/February%2B016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579722255085947890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I'm going for a 3-day course tomorrow. Take care people, MUCH LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8062447588853753508?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8062447588853753508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8062447588853753508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8062447588853753508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8062447588853753508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/walk-to-remember.html' title='A walk to remember'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnSAhdOp0FU/TW8qOFJEJJI/AAAAAAAAClA/mTaiiOv1iyA/s72-c/February%2B022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2584893643504692433</id><published>2011-03-02T13:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:13:02.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my birthday!</title><content type='html'>I had a blast on my birthday. No, it's not today, it was on 21st  February, and it's still going on. I still receive birthday gifts even  though it's March already, and another birthday dinner is on this coming  Thursday, and another birthday gift is still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea how blessed do I feel?! I AM SO BLESSED, I TRULY AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the exact day, I had birthday dinner with the girls at Novus One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on0_o9ygm74/TW3ppGMhURI/AAAAAAAACkA/OP8WlJ1sFDc/s1600/February%2B639.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9H7_oINqhZg/TW3leYhW2wI/AAAAAAAACjI/VM0EAft2UlY/s1600/February%2B542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 429px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9H7_oINqhZg/TW3leYhW2wI/AAAAAAAACjI/VM0EAft2UlY/s400/February%2B542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579367823523109634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qZnU02A_RY/TW3lerrOG-I/AAAAAAAACjQ/bRhzPTGjqyk/s1600/February%2B543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 429px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qZnU02A_RY/TW3lerrOG-I/AAAAAAAACjQ/bRhzPTGjqyk/s400/February%2B543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579367828664753122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rsPP3gan0d4/TW3leKrhfCI/AAAAAAAACi4/DThA7lBVIQQ/s1600/February%2B527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 429px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rsPP3gan0d4/TW3leKrhfCI/AAAAAAAACi4/DThA7lBVIQQ/s400/February%2B527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579367819807652898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qklLOBHp-5Q/TW3ld8QAz7I/AAAAAAAACiw/XS1UuWdYTWc/s1600/February%2B525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qklLOBHp-5Q/TW3ld8QAz7I/AAAAAAAACiw/XS1UuWdYTWc/s400/February%2B525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579367815934169010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LaUSLH5wQOQ/TW3lefQG83I/AAAAAAAACjA/2Awi-w6Ta3s/s1600/February%2B528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LaUSLH5wQOQ/TW3lefQG83I/AAAAAAAACjA/2Awi-w6Ta3s/s400/February%2B528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579367825329812338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the dinner, I called another set of friends to watch live band at The Curve. Guess who was performing? MY FORMER STUDENT WHEN I WAS A PART-TIMER. HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKCD7u6Y7Vw/TW3nBGNkQ_I/AAAAAAAACjw/a2Fbdff-frg/s1600/February%2B560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKCD7u6Y7Vw/TW3nBGNkQ_I/AAAAAAAACjw/a2Fbdff-frg/s400/February%2B560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579369519415313394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAWDYBoDy-Q/TW3nA26K24I/AAAAAAAACjg/lLzS7506A7A/s1600/February%2B556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAWDYBoDy-Q/TW3nA26K24I/AAAAAAAACjg/lLzS7506A7A/s400/February%2B556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579369515307424642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvN7wwI-B5c/TW3nAmPCILI/AAAAAAAACjY/-k4L614uNHU/s1600/February%2B551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvN7wwI-B5c/TW3nAmPCILI/AAAAAAAACjY/-k4L614uNHU/s400/February%2B551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579369510831530162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2d28XTLyRfw/TW3nBP0pUwI/AAAAAAAACjo/LN7JsWh7rbY/s1600/February%2B558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 430px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2d28XTLyRfw/TW3nBP0pUwI/AAAAAAAACjo/LN7JsWh7rbY/s400/February%2B558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579369521995141890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, the following weekend, I invited another set of friends for a Birthday BBQ at George's place. WE HAD A BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on0_o9ygm74/TW3ppGMhURI/AAAAAAAACkA/OP8WlJ1sFDc/s1600/February%2B639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on0_o9ygm74/TW3ppGMhURI/AAAAAAAACkA/OP8WlJ1sFDc/s400/February%2B639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579372405628948754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1LdLMBGEP0/TW3ppcwRkUI/AAAAAAAACkI/6pUp8W1RbB0/s1600/February%2B640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1LdLMBGEP0/TW3ppcwRkUI/AAAAAAAACkI/6pUp8W1RbB0/s400/February%2B640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579372411684491586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7mNg7EjoFc/TW3ppQtNyuI/AAAAAAAACkQ/RbQhw51JMYk/s1600/February%2B642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7mNg7EjoFc/TW3ppQtNyuI/AAAAAAAACkQ/RbQhw51JMYk/s400/February%2B642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579372408450435810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS9S4IeFUCU/TW3ppuRfTHI/AAAAAAAACkY/fdmzh3eCHh8/s1600/February%2B685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS9S4IeFUCU/TW3ppuRfTHI/AAAAAAAACkY/fdmzh3eCHh8/s400/February%2B685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579372416387206258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F5I-d5SsS4A/TW3nBaRpLNI/AAAAAAAACj4/vPdg6QjaX5c/s1600/February%2B631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F5I-d5SsS4A/TW3nBaRpLNI/AAAAAAAACj4/vPdg6QjaX5c/s400/February%2B631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579369524801121490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had so much fun, seriously, SO MUCH FUN! I am so thankful for all the lovely friends who celebrated my birthday with me, and also for those who were not around. I am so freaking happy. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wish this year is simple, I want to love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2584893643504692433?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2584893643504692433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2584893643504692433&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2584893643504692433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2584893643504692433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my birthday!'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9H7_oINqhZg/TW3leYhW2wI/AAAAAAAACjI/VM0EAft2UlY/s72-c/February%2B542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6965933826472304173</id><published>2011-03-01T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T13:23:47.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am mentally and physically exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a dire need of ...&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt2usUFLgqc/TWyCXuUSwzI/AAAAAAAACio/dkY_Ne_4Lg4/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt2usUFLgqc/TWyCXuUSwzI/AAAAAAAACio/dkY_Ne_4Lg4/s400/DSC_0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578977382486950706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a HOLIDAY! SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can, like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6965933826472304173?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6965933826472304173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6965933826472304173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6965933826472304173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6965933826472304173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/03/need.html' title='Need'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt2usUFLgqc/TWyCXuUSwzI/AAAAAAAACio/dkY_Ne_4Lg4/s72-c/DSC_0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6187350225482476636</id><published>2011-02-24T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:49:35.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Ku ingin kau tahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heard this song at TV3, the singer was super cute! LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3hTdNsZoXT8?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6187350225482476636?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6187350225482476636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6187350225482476636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6187350225482476636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6187350225482476636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/ku-ingin-kau-tahu.html' title='Ku ingin kau tahu'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3hTdNsZoXT8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1170430391924079831</id><published>2011-02-23T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:21:47.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Have you today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you told your loved ones that you love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If no, go and tell them. It might be too late tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wedfully.com/posts/208618.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.wedfully.com/images/posts/blog-880/208618-1321-o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wedfully.com/posts/208618.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 336px;" src="http://www.wedfully.com/images/posts/blog-880/208618-224-o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: I just saw my cousin's wall post. Her friend's husband had just passed away. I don't even know them, but I was overcome with sadness. It hits me that I need to tell people I love that I love them. Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1170430391924079831?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1170430391924079831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1170430391924079831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1170430391924079831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1170430391924079831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-today.html' title='Have you today?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1281315923416906120</id><published>2011-02-17T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:35:26.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>To dream again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me dream again&lt;br /&gt;Let me run free&lt;br /&gt;Let me see that beauty in the rain&lt;br /&gt;and the bees glee&lt;br /&gt;Let me capture the colours&lt;br /&gt;the blooming flowers and trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me smile&lt;br /&gt;and let me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Let me giggle again like a little child&lt;br /&gt;Let me love with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me dream again&lt;br /&gt;Let me dream again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Miss Little Town-&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://www.yoursartfully.com/posts/205900.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 598px;" src="http://blog.piajanebijkerk.com/WordPress/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/MG_29442.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can, as if you have never been hurt before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1281315923416906120?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1281315923416906120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1281315923416906120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1281315923416906120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1281315923416906120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-dream-again.html' title='To dream again'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5266803035358725440</id><published>2011-02-16T17:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:58:31.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Invest in friendship</title><content type='html'>These were taken during our Christmas visit last year. I should update my blog more often. I keep updating my blog with very old pics, but hey, daripada aku sik update lansung nak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I treasure most is FRIENDSHIP. I seriously love my friends and I might consider marrying one of them if nobody wants me. Hey! Hey! I'm just kidding! Kidding! No. Serious. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of friends do you have? Because mine are just super awesome. Won't trade them with anything in the world. I can assure you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlLaXegd18E/TVub4tzXhAI/AAAAAAAACh4/LKNxBk7xjnk/s1600/xmas4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlLaXegd18E/TVub4tzXhAI/AAAAAAAACh4/LKNxBk7xjnk/s400/xmas4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220362471146498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7kZpAbHT0g/TVub4cQqlLI/AAAAAAAAChw/IqXVIwM3NNk/s1600/xmas3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7kZpAbHT0g/TVub4cQqlLI/AAAAAAAAChw/IqXVIwM3NNk/s400/xmas3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220357762192562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9tkL9yOvSY/TVucDgUlHeI/AAAAAAAACiI/6I0CZzBzFfw/s1600/xmas6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9tkL9yOvSY/TVucDgUlHeI/AAAAAAAACiI/6I0CZzBzFfw/s400/xmas6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220547830914530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pA01o0OINp8/TVub46uAUuI/AAAAAAAACiA/6wLlQ0xecK8/s1600/xmas5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pA01o0OINp8/TVub46uAUuI/AAAAAAAACiA/6wLlQ0xecK8/s400/xmas5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220365938316002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWhXu5dOJl4/TVucEMwkZDI/AAAAAAAACiQ/hL2MMXNTFRc/s1600/xmas7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWhXu5dOJl4/TVucEMwkZDI/AAAAAAAACiQ/hL2MMXNTFRc/s400/xmas7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220559759467570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ss3LaO17GPA/TVucEcWFGDI/AAAAAAAACiY/hGHLllTvgaM/s1600/xmas8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ss3LaO17GPA/TVucEcWFGDI/AAAAAAAACiY/hGHLllTvgaM/s400/xmas8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574220563943331890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5lNciKU5yI/TVud1983UxI/AAAAAAAACig/L3jT8tIHZes/s1600/DSC_0060-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5lNciKU5yI/TVud1983UxI/AAAAAAAACig/L3jT8tIHZes/s400/DSC_0060-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574222514289595154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A mirror reflects a man's face, but what he is really like is shown by the kind of friends he chooses"&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 27 : 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love while you can because friendship is treasure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5266803035358725440?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5266803035358725440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5266803035358725440&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5266803035358725440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5266803035358725440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/invest-in-friendship.html' title='Invest in friendship'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlLaXegd18E/TVub4tzXhAI/AAAAAAAACh4/LKNxBk7xjnk/s72-c/xmas4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8007383356223953777</id><published>2011-02-14T11:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T16:43:28.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Love is all around</title><content type='html'>To all my friends who had found their 'The One", congratulations. I guess Valentine's Day means more this year eh? :D Happy for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUww0Lt6YqM/TVjqpKOBVAI/AAAAAAAAChY/LcRA8Sy1a1Q/s1600/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 661px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUww0Lt6YqM/TVjqpKOBVAI/AAAAAAAAChY/LcRA8Sy1a1Q/s400/DSC_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573462531709686786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRM_3TGE-b4/TVjBlVP3m3I/AAAAAAAAChQ/OxeW_tnnrLQ/s1600/November%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 661px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRM_3TGE-b4/TVjBlVP3m3I/AAAAAAAAChQ/OxeW_tnnrLQ/s400/November%2B080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573417385974012786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmXgN-q7Xqk/TVinhZQLTOI/AAAAAAAAChI/Wp1z98u1VdE/s1600/December%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 659px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmXgN-q7Xqk/TVinhZQLTOI/AAAAAAAAChI/Wp1z98u1VdE/s400/December%2B039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573388731027246306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkx8EXbpCyk/TVihHtgNniI/AAAAAAAAChA/0GI0_j13YVg/s1600/DecemberLove%2B514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mkx8EXbpCyk/TVihHtgNniI/AAAAAAAAChA/0GI0_j13YVg/s400/DecemberLove%2B514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573381692716850722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vK4Y2tOhtqU/TVieoaNUjxI/AAAAAAAACg4/mFEb3W-gNas/s1600/DSC_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 660px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vK4Y2tOhtqU/TVieoaNUjxI/AAAAAAAACg4/mFEb3W-gNas/s400/DSC_0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573378955938139922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how I'm going to celebrate my Valentine's day - grab a friend (preferably male), grab my DSLR (preferably Nikon), drive around Kuching AND capture THE moments. Sounds like a plan eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: If you have a date tonight, dress nicely okay? Wish you all the love in the world to be bestowed upon you and of course your lovely date. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s: Some people are so caught up with the taboo of celebrating Valentine's Day as it is against the religion. Well, people, let's not see it as a thing that against the religion, let's put aside TODAY to show how special that special someone is. Say I LOVE YOU to them and mean it when you say it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8007383356223953777?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8007383356223953777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8007383356223953777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8007383356223953777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8007383356223953777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-is-all-around.html' title='Love is all around'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUww0Lt6YqM/TVjqpKOBVAI/AAAAAAAAChY/LcRA8Sy1a1Q/s72-c/DSC_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-6691478143098404191</id><published>2011-02-11T13:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:15:51.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Put on your sweetest smile</title><content type='html'>I attended a friend's wedding somewhere last month. At first I didn't want to go because I had a lot in my mind, but I just went (after being persuaded by other friends). I was so caught up with the things that bothered me until I saw this little boy sitting at the same table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTO-fHYb3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/566K-YXCfGU/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTO-fHYb3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/566K-YXCfGU/s400/DSC_0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572306211863818098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was looking at me when he thought I didn't notice him. When I caught him looking at me, he smiled innocently. I smiled back and he laughed. I laughed and smiled happily at him. You know what I thought of when he smiled? "Hey old lady, don't be so grumpy. Come, I make you smile!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTQ9XPe3dI/AAAAAAAACgY/aceOC2gDhS4/s1600/DSC_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTQ9XPe3dI/AAAAAAAACgY/aceOC2gDhS4/s400/DSC_0603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572308391593696722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTTQOCXqBI/AAAAAAAACgg/bys48cXPfl4/s1600/DSC_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTTQOCXqBI/AAAAAAAACgg/bys48cXPfl4/s400/DSC_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572310914563549202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vRrX-EZxg7c/TVTXV9nAB5I/AAAAAAAACgw/ApihA70SDN0/s1600/DSC_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vRrX-EZxg7c/TVTXV9nAB5I/AAAAAAAACgw/ApihA70SDN0/s400/DSC_0606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572315411279513490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I smiled. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can even though it might hurt you sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-6691478143098404191?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/6691478143098404191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=6691478143098404191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6691478143098404191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/6691478143098404191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/put-on-your-sweetest-smile.html' title='Put on your sweetest smile'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVTO-fHYb3I/AAAAAAAACgQ/566K-YXCfGU/s72-c/DSC_0601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5812338170279555646</id><published>2011-02-10T13:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:44:46.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Dear someone</title><content type='html'>Dear Someone (With the capital S because you are important),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been awesome while you were here and while you were there. Far and near, I know you've been awesome. Things seemed to sail smoothly, with no worries and we were happy. I'm not saying that I am not happy now, but we were happier, weren't we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation few days ago shows how matured we are. We've been through a lot and I'm glad we didn't jump into decisions that might hurt either one of us. People say, just follow your heart. But heart can be very deceiving. Then, some people say, follow your head then, but head can be so blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVN3G6HefWI/AAAAAAAACf4/9P0vXr9rzcM/s1600/DSC_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVN3G6HefWI/AAAAAAAACf4/9P0vXr9rzcM/s400/DSC_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571928124550970722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heart and head, they don't stay on the same ground. One wants to please and be happy, and another one wants things to be right and logic. Conflicting, indeed it is. We did a lot of thinking, we asked our hearts. Still we stayed there and waited. Until one day, we decided to let go. We didn't even start yet we let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVN4zaSe8EI/AAAAAAAACgA/bQ71F4pv1XY/s1600/DSC_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVN4zaSe8EI/AAAAAAAACgA/bQ71F4pv1XY/s400/DSC_0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571929988612943938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You said, 'Trust me sweetheart, you'll find someone better. I guess I'm not the one for you.' You see, 'someone better' is not what I'm looking for, but 'someone right'. What right do I have to find 'someone better' when you are good enough yourself? What right do I have to even compare? Who am I to get myself 'someone better'? No, not 'someone better', but the 'right one'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are from two different worlds. I might suffocate in yours, you might choke in mine. In the end, we might kill each other. Before we even have that intention to kill, I guess it's better to stop now, eh? Well, if we are meant to be, we are meant to be. Nevertheless, I'm happy to know you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfDNrN-uxVw/TVN6ogBtUaI/AAAAAAAACgI/nWtvUZomU30/s1600/DecemberLove%2B283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfDNrN-uxVw/TVN6ogBtUaI/AAAAAAAACgI/nWtvUZomU30/s400/DecemberLove%2B283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571932000197890466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the bottom of my heart, thank you, THANK YOU for all the beautiful times spent together, for the lovely book you bought for me, for the pretty pair of shoes I wear to work, for the loving care, for the tender touch, for the free trip to your beautiful island, for the selfless distant calls you made every single day and night, for the days you made me laugh and cry, and last but not least, thank you for being YOU.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you realize people are closer when they are letting go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5812338170279555646?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5812338170279555646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5812338170279555646&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5812338170279555646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5812338170279555646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-someone.html' title='Dear someone'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TVN3G6HefWI/AAAAAAAACf4/9P0vXr9rzcM/s72-c/DSC_0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5093447787845685376</id><published>2011-02-09T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:55:32.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY - creative corner'/><title type='text'>DIY - Bling your tank top!</title><content type='html'>I bought this blue top for less than RM20. It looked extraordinarily boring. So, I thought I should bling it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-3c7vII/AAAAAAAACfo/lvzdna5XYNI/s1600/blog%2Bdiy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-3c7vII/AAAAAAAACfo/lvzdna5XYNI/s400/blog%2Bdiy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570851564513115266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took me less than an hour to do this.... and WALAAA! You have an expensive looking top. (kunun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-v7dv1I/AAAAAAAACfg/Eke5XNFSn8M/s1600/blg%2Bdiy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 336px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-v7dv1I/AAAAAAAACfg/Eke5XNFSn8M/s400/blg%2Bdiy2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570851562493689682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-0mMfcI/AAAAAAAACfw/zngdQlJ8G-M/s1600/blog%2Bdiy3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-0mMfcI/AAAAAAAACfw/zngdQlJ8G-M/s400/blog%2Bdiy3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570851563746655682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love while you can.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5093447787845685376?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5093447787845685376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5093447787845685376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5093447787845685376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5093447787845685376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/diy-bling-your-tank-top.html' title='DIY - Bling your tank top!'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TU-j-3c7vII/AAAAAAAACfo/lvzdna5XYNI/s72-c/blog%2Bdiy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5469978374762877681</id><published>2011-02-07T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:55:45.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY - creative corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>What do I want?</title><content type='html'>I've messed up a lot of times in my life which leads to me being confused and shaky. MANY TIMES! It has become a pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meditating about my life, asking God and asking myself, WHAT DO I REALLY WANT? When I asked myself this question, surprisingly, I didn't know what to answer. All this while, it has been like grabbing whatever that runs before me and tell the world, "Yes, this is what I want". But is that what I really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of person who is afraid to say 'No' because it might be my last chance, afraid to say what I want in case it might hurt others, afraid to do this and that because it might hurt me. I was overcome with fear. In the end, I am left with too many choices that I can't even move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked that question last night, 'What do you really want?' I grabbed my sketch book and wrote all my 'I want's'. Specific 'I want's'. I came up with a list, I might add some more to that. :) Then, I was told again, 'You know yourself better'. It hit me like a tsunami. I've been asking people to understand me, to know me, but do I really know myself? Do I know myself better than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I know myself better now. I'm comfortable in my own skin. I'm being honest with myself. I know what I want, and what I don't want. I know what I'm OK with and what I'm not OK with. It took me years to realize this. YEARS. I guess it comes with age. There will be time when the turbulence has finally subsided, you sit with yourself, have a slow talk with yourself. Only then, you open up to yourself and reveal your true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I really know myself now, I'm still learning to know myself better than you do. If I don't know myself, who else would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found out what you really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_h-_hsi9I/AAAAAAAACek/o2EDr0DQAEo/s1600/DSC02573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 549px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_h-_hsi9I/AAAAAAAACek/o2EDr0DQAEo/s400/DSC02573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561912537146756050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p/s: I made this for my colleague. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5469978374762877681?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5469978374762877681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5469978374762877681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5469978374762877681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5469978374762877681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-do-i-want.html' title='What do I want?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_h-_hsi9I/AAAAAAAACek/o2EDr0DQAEo/s72-c/DSC02573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-5068324323715077373</id><published>2011-02-01T12:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:51:18.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>3 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Thank you for always being there whenever I need you&lt;br /&gt;You never judged me, no matter how harsh, no matter how weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; My words can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; You would always listen and never run away&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for not giving up on me though there were times when I said 'I had enough!'&lt;br /&gt;3 years together, through ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Through break ups and make ups&lt;br /&gt;Through parties and disasters&lt;br /&gt;You've been there, always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my little blog, Miss Little Town, Happy 3rd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bBdVR6RFS6I?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-5068324323715077373?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/5068324323715077373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=5068324323715077373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5068324323715077373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/5068324323715077373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/02/3-years.html' title='3 years'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bBdVR6RFS6I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4940612629352742482</id><published>2011-01-31T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:15:04.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>YOU are truly my only hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like at the lowest point of my life now. I'm out of control, I'm losing the grip of life that has been keeping me intact to the ground. I'm tired of life drama. I'm tired of being trampled. I'm tired of being tired. I'm plainly tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going away and start all over again, from scratch. Help me. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing I need, only one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LvlunWGs5LA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4940612629352742482?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4940612629352742482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4940612629352742482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4940612629352742482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4940612629352742482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-are-truly-my-only-hope.html' title='YOU are truly my only hope'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LvlunWGs5LA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-409481295134762902</id><published>2011-01-31T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T10:06:29.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>To my heart and mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be at peace my chaotic heart.&lt;br /&gt;Be silent my noisy mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-409481295134762902?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/409481295134762902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=409481295134762902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/409481295134762902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/409481295134762902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-my-heart-and-mind.html' title='To my heart and mind.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-2925027139124270232</id><published>2011-01-28T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:13:22.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging gracefully</title><content type='html'>My alarm sounded early this morning. 'Mum's birthday' it said. So, I called her. On the phone with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mummy! Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How old are you now mummy?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: 47. 3 more years to go to 50. YAY!&lt;br /&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/_72i9C66YP4I/TUKhjD4LDOI/AAAAAAAACfM/OkZUX550APs/s1600/December%2B107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 537px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TUKhjD4LDOI/AAAAAAAACfM/OkZUX550APs/s400/December%2B107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567189713091759330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TUKjqlBwbFI/AAAAAAAACfU/qggYt38j9fY/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 538px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TUKjqlBwbFI/AAAAAAAACfU/qggYt38j9fY/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567192041272667218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Any resemblance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-2925027139124270232?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/2925027139124270232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=2925027139124270232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2925027139124270232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/2925027139124270232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/aging-gracefully.html' title='Aging gracefully'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TUKhjD4LDOI/AAAAAAAACfM/OkZUX550APs/s72-c/December%2B107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-8463996461711288021</id><published>2011-01-21T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T10:54:17.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Now what?!</title><content type='html'>I'm angry. Yes, I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.topnews.in/be-angry-it-good-health-2263857"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TTj0oILMfaI/AAAAAAAACfE/BX-LwyT4PSs/s400/Be-angry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564466309842632098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time I decided to avoid drama in my life, another one is on its way to play its casts. It's scary how unpredictable life can be. At one time, I feel like on the top of everything, and at one time, I feel like being trampled on the ground. What kind of life is this? It IS life. What do I expect? A smooth-sailing one? DREAM ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guard my steps and heart so that I won't fall into the same trap over and over and over and over again. Eventually I did. Don't I learn anything? Seriously? Like, SERIOUSLY?! What kind of game is being played on me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry that I don't have the ultimate words to let them out. I don't. All I did was sitting at the very corner of my life and cried the night away. What the heck is wrong with everything?! GAH! AAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG! BANG! KABOOOM! KABOOOM! BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!! SPLASSSHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhhhh... That's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, love while you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-8463996461711288021?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/8463996461711288021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=8463996461711288021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8463996461711288021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/8463996461711288021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/now-what.html' title='Now what?!'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TTj0oILMfaI/AAAAAAAACfE/BX-LwyT4PSs/s72-c/Be-angry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4268149594766304093</id><published>2011-01-18T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:32:29.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Put your records on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Three little birds sat on my window, and they told me I don't need to worry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wkEeNpWMvgk?fs=1" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4268149594766304093?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4268149594766304093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4268149594766304093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4268149594766304093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4268149594766304093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/put-your-records-on.html' title='Put your records on'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wkEeNpWMvgk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-4581553389178626449</id><published>2011-01-17T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:32:21.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY - creative corner'/><title type='text'>Spring of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a spring of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_np1SsXOI/AAAAAAAACes/3eClty66M9c/s1600/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_np1SsXOI/AAAAAAAACes/3eClty66M9c/s400/DSC02549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561918770691988706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_np2x-A3I/AAAAAAAACe0/jSz0Xqnwdos/s1600/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_np2x-A3I/AAAAAAAACe0/jSz0Xqnwdos/s400/DSC02551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561918771091604338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congrats to my dearest friends Ju &amp;amp; Paul! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-4581553389178626449?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/4581553389178626449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=4581553389178626449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4581553389178626449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/4581553389178626449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/spring-of-life.html' title='Spring of life.'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_np1SsXOI/AAAAAAAACes/3eClty66M9c/s72-c/DSC02549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-375665405781797973</id><published>2011-01-14T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T16:34:45.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>What makes a woman happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty pair of shoes to many wonderful places.&lt;br /&gt;An inspiring book to feed the soul.&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/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_VIfDsx2I/AAAAAAAACec/vj5kftlnuLQ/s1600/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_VIfDsx2I/AAAAAAAACec/vj5kftlnuLQ/s400/DSC02582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561898406578538338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-375665405781797973?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/375665405781797973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=375665405781797973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/375665405781797973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/375665405781797973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-makes-woman-happy.html' title='What makes a woman happy?'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS_VIfDsx2I/AAAAAAAACec/vj5kftlnuLQ/s72-c/DSC02582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-507884208732183413</id><published>2011-01-13T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:34:16.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was afraid to live. Because I might die.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to dream. Because I might be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to love. Because I might be broken.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to move on. Because I might regret.&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to be "I am". Because I might be unloved.&lt;br /&gt;Now, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learn today, the more I fear, the more boring my life is. Once I stop to move on, I actually stop to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One day, I might forget what I wrote today. Please remind me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS6OWpBoEvI/AAAAAAAACeM/mVgFtbR4xvg/s1600/moveon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS6OWpBoEvI/AAAAAAAACeM/mVgFtbR4xvg/s400/moveon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561539109470081778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-507884208732183413?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/507884208732183413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=507884208732183413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/507884208732183413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/507884208732183413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-anymore.html' title='Not anymore'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TS6OWpBoEvI/AAAAAAAACeM/mVgFtbR4xvg/s72-c/moveon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468470353881337370.post-1029006705742293736</id><published>2011-01-10T19:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:30:03.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Life missions</title><content type='html'>I have two ultimate missions in life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Numero uno = Be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numero dos = Avoid drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've no idea why my life has been so DRAMATIC lately. I should write a book or something. Yes, I'm teaching drama but that doesn't mean I like my life to be dramatic. It's tiring and full of stress. Therefore, I would live by these two missions. I choose to be happy. I can't say no to drama, but maybe I can have less drama in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, do you realize that how often I use the word "drama" and "dramatic" lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSrq30wxp_I/AAAAAAAACeE/Ktfb6cHiV84/s1600/DecemberLove%2B572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSrq30wxp_I/AAAAAAAACeE/Ktfb6cHiV84/s400/DecemberLove%2B572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560514934719227890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERTHELESS! I'm glad that the drama happened. It changes the direction of my life. Well, no matter how bad I want to avoid drama, I'm sure things happened for reasons. I can see the reasons why it happened. I'm glad I was strong enough to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologize for all the things that I did that might hurt people out there. I'm not perfect, so are you. But I will try to make things right the best I can. :) I will right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I'm a notch happier now. Tehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love while you can. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468470353881337370-1029006705742293736?l=misslittletown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/feeds/1029006705742293736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468470353881337370&amp;postID=1029006705742293736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1029006705742293736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468470353881337370/posts/default/1029006705742293736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misslittletown.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-missions.html' title='Life missions'/><author><name>Erlinda "Miss Little Town"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSV4wGyvy6I/AAAAAAAACdc/rQ9vNvmH3kg/S220/DSC02199.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_72i9C66YP4I/TSrq30wxp_I/AAAAAAAACeE/Ktfb6cHiV84/s72-c/DecemberLove%2B572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
