<?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-4611586106486762050</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:37:15.079Z</updated><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Elinieve</title><subtitle type='html'>Innumerable murmurs over the afternoon tea</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-7217757129847352666</id><published>2010-02-23T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:48:04.564Z</updated><title type='text'>MOVED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've moved to:&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://www.withoutabookshelf.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.withoutabookshelf.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-7217757129847352666?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7217757129847352666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7217757129847352666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved.html' title='MOVED.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-8517243031659140642</id><published>2010-02-20T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:35:57.891Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Steph Su Reads: Blogoversary Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Generous, generous!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steph Su is giving away ARCs and books of your choice (if you're lucky, that is) &lt;a href="http://stephsureads.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-blogoversary-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; in celebration of her blogoversary (the term!). Open until 28th Feb 2010 and international readers can join!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4611586106486762050-8517243031659140642?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/8517243031659140642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/8517243031659140642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/steph-su-reads-blogoversary-giveaway.html' title='Steph Su Reads: Blogoversary Giveaway!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-5812256628349611094</id><published>2010-02-20T23:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:23:37.125Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Storywings: 49 Followers Contest</title><content type='html'>Storywings is giving away many many manyyy books on her site - simply spread the word and of course, be a follower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 the collection of books she intends to give! So without much ado, click &lt;a href="http://storywings.blogspot.com/2010/02/49-followers-contest.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to learn more and join! Open internationally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-5812256628349611094?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5812256628349611094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5812256628349611094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/storywings-49-followers-contest.html' title='Storywings: 49 Followers Contest'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-1047923722555297553</id><published>2010-02-20T23:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:03:27.193Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>The Eclectic Reader February Lovin' it Giveaway</title><content type='html'>The Eclectic reader is giving away three books including The Iron King by Julie Kagawa to a lucky follower of her site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://teddyree-theeclecticreader.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-lovin-it-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to join!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-1047923722555297553?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/1047923722555297553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/1047923722555297553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/eclectic-reader-february-lovin-it.html' title='The Eclectic Reader February Lovin&apos; it Giveaway'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-610481115494454587</id><published>2010-02-20T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:45:15.025Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Teens Read and Write MegaBook Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Teens Read and Write are giving away tonsss of amaziing books - the more followers they gain, the more books and more winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kind and generous of them, so why not participate? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.teensreadandwrite.com/2009/01/our-next-megabook-giveaway-is-finally.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to join!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-610481115494454587?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/610481115494454587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/610481115494454587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/teens-read-and-write-megabook-giveaway.html' title='Teens Read and Write MegaBook Giveaway!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-474365601551326052</id><published>2010-02-20T22:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:18:34.500Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Dark Faerie Tales' Book Massacre Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Dark Faerie Tales are giving away tons of amaaazing books over &lt;a href="http://darkfaerietales.com/valentines-day-book-massacre-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open internationally, and all you have to do is to spread the word and answer the question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is your top 3 favourite couple or love story?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be one of the many winners!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-474365601551326052?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/474365601551326052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/474365601551326052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/dark-faerie-tales-book-massacre.html' title='Dark Faerie Tales&apos; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/3025/evermore200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/3025/evermore200.jpg" width="133" /&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since a horrible accident claimed the lives of her family, Ever can see auras, hear people's thoughts and know a person's entire life story by touch. Going out of her way to avoid human contact and suppress her abilities has branded her as a frak at her new high school - but everything changes when she meets Damen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damen Auguste is gorgeous, exotic and wealthy. He's the only one who can silence the noise and random energy in her head - wielding a magic so intense, it's as though he can see straight into her soul. As Ever is drawn deeper into his enticing world of secrets and mystery, she's left with more questions that answers. She has no idea just who he really is - or what he is. The only thing she knows to be true is she's falling deeply and helplessly in love with him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must admit I was a teeny-weeny bit skeptical about this book at first. The blurb at the back sounds too complicated - a damaged girl whose past I thought would take the bulk of the narration - my misconception lasted until the first page, and I am so so glad I read it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Surprisingly, the complex characters were easy to relate to. The narration was smooth, never draggy and even touching at times. It was such a smooth read, so far from what I thought, that I didn't even realise it was written in the present tense. It just &lt;i&gt;flowed&lt;/i&gt;. And I loved it to bits for that, for making such complexities simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I absolutely adore the characters (so diverse. I like!) - Miles and Riley in particular - and I am such a sucker for loving siblings and yearning for the dead that I just devoured the book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The romance - Oh my God - if you, like me, like like like forbidden, mysterious romance with the forbidden, mysterious guy, you would absolutely love it. Damen was such a well-written character with such humorous and unpredictable (not to mention bad-boyish) side that I ended up gushing over each of Ever's and Damen's interactions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the end, everything ties up together - all the inconsequential details, the romance, the intrigues, the mysteries - and it's one of those romantic books that sucks you right in and makes you read like hell and takes you into a rollercoaster ride of emotions and a pinch of moral lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must get Blue Moon (out 5th March in the UK) and Shadowland (&lt;i&gt;WHY&lt;/i&gt; is it not in the UK yet???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Four stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-5360962817543809978?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5360962817543809978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5360962817543809978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review-evermore-alyson-noel.html' title='Book Review: Evermore (Alyson Noël)'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-8546443929757495955</id><published>2010-02-18T16:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:02:28.155Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Fallen (Lauren Kate)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S31enTdpmoI/AAAAAAAAALE/0f-e25AgANQ/s1600-h/fallen_book_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S31enTdpmoI/AAAAAAAAALE/0f-e25AgANQ/s200/fallen_book_cover.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;After the mysterious fire, 17 year-old Luce's parents send her away to reform school. The grim, harsh, run-down Sword and Cross is a world away from her previous wealthy school, full of high-flyers &amp;amp; socialites.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luce finds herself instantly &amp;amp; inexplicably drawn to Daniel - gorgeous and intelligent - but she can't help thinking he hates her half the time. Meanwhile there's the charming Cam, who can't do enough for her...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without realising, Luce is being lured into grave danger. She has no idea of the world which exists in parallel to her own, but is about to find out...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;When I saw the cover of Fallen I knew I had to get this book. And that was just the cover - the summary was promising, intriguing and definitely falls under my cup of tea. I have been spending too much on books so I decided to borrow this from the local library instead of purchasing it. So with a lot of expectations already on board, I started, and was teeny-weeny bit disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Firstly, I loved the prologue. It was very captivating and was for me the most exciting part of the book. It is probably one of, if not the best prologue I have ever read. Brief, romantic and very enthralling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;I didn't particularly enjoy the setting - I cannot relate to Swords and Cross at all. I think it was a brave choice of setting for the author and I applaud the originality. I also think it underscores much of Luce's characters and the fact that she is different. However, although it was easy to delve into the setting I didn't &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;feel it. The grimness of the whole setting contributed - together with the element of darkness surrounding the fallen angel theme I thought it was a little too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;However, I did greatly enjoy the characters. Most of them. I loved Penn personally, Arriane and Roland Sparks. I thought they were all well-developed characters even if you don't see them in every page. The only flaw I found was in Daniel and a little in Luce. Daniel seemed so &lt;i&gt;dead &lt;/i&gt;in the book - for me comes alive only after the fight with Cam in the library. He hardly shows emotions and the moments when he does, I don't feel it's enough. I almost screamed for more interactions between Luce and Daniel. Easily explained at the end though, because being distant is in fact Daniel's way of saving Luce from an inescapable fate. Still, I would have liked him to show more emotion throughout the book - that would have made the ending, when he was explaining everything a little more gripping. I was just so used to Daniel Grigori being too distant that when he did feel close towards the end, it still felt distanced.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;As for Luce - well, I would have done exactly the same thing. I fell for Luce throughout the book because she was so clueless. Alone in a new place, and she hardly even knew herself. It was complicated for her, but she was a really strong character. Lauren Kate has moulded Lucinda Price very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Overall, Fallen is a worthy book to read. The plot may seem draggy at times but it weaves together at the end and everything eventually clears. The action sequences were well crafted and believable. The emotions in the book are so raw they seem to lift off the page. The train of thoughts and narration were very consistent and the romance, one-of-a-kind. The whole mystery and concept of fallen angels, wars and secrets were very very strong. Although the twists and climax of the story could have been better, the 'Is-that-it?' factor regarding the whole plot was ignorable. Some may even find it intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;The book stays true to forbidden romance and destiny. The ending makes you crave for more - I, for one, would certainly grab the sequel on its launch day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Three stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/4611586106486762050-8546443929757495955?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/8546443929757495955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/8546443929757495955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review-fallen-lauren-kate.html' title='Book Review: Fallen (Lauren Kate)'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S31enTdpmoI/AAAAAAAAALE/0f-e25AgANQ/s72-c/fallen_book_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-2432066328898102688</id><published>2010-02-18T15:08:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:34:29.581Z</updated><title type='text'>All Book Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-creatures-kami-garcia.html"&gt;Beautiful Creatures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-creatures-kami-garcia.html"&gt; -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kami Garcia &amp;amp; Margaret Stohl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review-fallen-lauren-kate.html"&gt;Fallen &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- Lauren Kate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-review-evermore-alyson-noel.html"&gt;Evermore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Alyson No&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ë&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-2432066328898102688?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2432066328898102688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2432066328898102688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-book-reviews.html' title='All Book Reviews'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-529431595449713280</id><published>2010-02-18T14:03:00.018Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:35:44.453Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Beautiful Creatures (Kami Garcia &amp; Margaret Stohl)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="200" src="http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll44/mikayne_sotto/beautifulcreatures.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In Ethan Wate’s hometown there lies the darkest of secrets . . . There is a girl. Slowly, she pulled the hood from her head. Green eyes, black hair. Lena Duchannes. There is a curse. On the Sixteenth Moon, the Sixteenth Year, the Book will take what it’s been promised. And no one can stop it. In the end, there is a grave. Lena and Ethan become bound together by a deep, powerful love. But Lena is cursed and on her sixteenth birthday, her fate will be decided. Ethan never even saw it coming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; white-space: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #8f629f; font-family: inherit; font-size: small; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;em style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;From the very beginning I knew that the thickness of the book meant that it could be either one, too draggy, or two, intricately woven.   In the end it was a bit of both.  I was not too keen - the first few chapters seemed to be paced really slow, almost like the life in Gatlin. Monotonous, boring, someplace which you only have to get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;and not come in. Understandly it underscores the plot, and is an introduction to the whole setting. Unfortunately I would have much preffered narrator Ethan to have narrated so much more faster. Despite me feeling like there was too much of unimportant things included, I read every word and didn't skip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Speaking of unimportant things, I thought the fact that half the book seemed to be about Ethan moaning about his town and the civil war was a waste, though not completely. For someone like me who has the most basic albeit repetitive concept about the American Civil War, it was an okay lesson. Sort of. Boring as hell, so I can't blame Ethan for despising it. Though I have always wondered if some towns really still do that those kinds of things (ie, re-enactments) or if it was just one of the many stereotypes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Moving on, I believe the characters were believable. Well, as believable as a spell caster like Lena could be, that is. Reading from Ethan's POV was refreshing and original. Compared to mostly heroine naratted texts, I could distinguish the lack of focus on certain feminine things on Ethan's perspective. He wasn't exactly to-die-for gorgeous, or I-can-take-a-fire-breathing-dragon brave, and at times I could not understand what he was thinking, but he's made average and so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;that I just loved him anyway. I think Ethan was a good blend in terms of characterisation. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Lena - well, I don't really understand her stance mostly, but I think that's what the book might have wanted to convey. She's different, but unique. She's pretty much worried, paranoid, afraid - surely if anyone was in her shoes, with all the burden she has, they prolly would come across exactly like Lena. Like Ethan, it's these flaws that make her loveable as a character. I fell for her, especially in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The other annoying characters were ... well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;. Others, like Amma and Marian, I absolutely adoooore! And how cute was Boo Radley? :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I love how the book wasn't exactly only about romance. Nor was it specifically mystery, fantasy or anything else - everything is so intricately woven that it's just so well-blended. The dialogue used wasn't too mushy as one would expect from a romance book, but all the same it comes across as powerful. It's easy to get lost in the mystery of the plot and forget that it is actually romance that propels Ethan and Lena towards the ultimate ending - which by the way, never guessed and never would have even if I tried. Brownie points for that!  Overall, it's such a worthy read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; the long-winded narration of inconsequential matters deter you, I suggest skimming, maybe, but it's a hard game as I found some of those narration appeared to be useful at some later part. But, I definitely don't think you should put the book down because the end was really really captivating. It speeds through and leaves you breathless and you're never really sure how it ends.   It's just the way a book should be. The resolution wasn't too brief, and leaves open-ended questions and nurtures your interest, though it doesn't leave you hanging painfully (which I hate). The book itself can stand alone, and it's very worthy of that too. Can't wait for the sequel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Four stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-529431595449713280?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/529431595449713280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/529431595449713280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-creatures-kami-garcia.html' title='Book Review: Beautiful Creatures (Kami Garcia &amp; Margaret Stohl)'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-5977311474344361451</id><published>2010-02-18T11:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:44:34.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Lena's Birthday Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>If you loved &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beautifulcreaturesthebook.com/"&gt;Beautiful Creatures&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl, you would love to get your hands on this give-away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebreate Lena Duchannes' birthday (11 Feb), they are giving away some goodies and a pair of Chucks Lena &amp;lt;3s wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://castergirls.com/lenas-birthday-contest/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to enter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-5977311474344361451?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5977311474344361451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5977311474344361451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/lenas-birthday-giveaway.html' title='Lena&apos;s Birthday Giveaway!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3804547421896731455</id><published>2010-02-16T11:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:44:34.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Jennifer Laurens' (Signed Books) Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Author Jennifer Laurens is giving away a bunch of good stuff (read: signed copies of her books) on her blog &lt;a href="http://jenniferlaurens.blogspot.com/2010/02/lonesome-lovers-contest.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you absolutely adore books aboout forbidden love then I absolutelt recommend &lt;i&gt;Heavenly&lt;/i&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-3804547421896731455?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3804547421896731455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3804547421896731455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/jennifer-laurens-signed-books-giveaway.html' title='Jennifer Laurens&apos; (Signed Books) Giveaway!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-7704751241307180901</id><published>2010-02-15T14:54:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:44:34.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>I Heart Monster: The Dark Divine Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I Heart Monster is currently having a giveaway contest over &lt;a href="http://www.iheartmonster.com/2010/01/dark-divine-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky winner will get a free copy of Bree Despain's &lt;b&gt;The Dark Divine&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open internationally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go join!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retweeted @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Choisooyeon"&gt; http://twitter.com/Choisooyeon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posted @ FB: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/dwaynehalim?v=feed&amp;amp;story_fbid=307717702143&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;wall post here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Commented @ book inspection: &lt;a href="http://www.iheartmonster.com/2010/01/paranormal-suspense-romance-in-dark.html?showComment=1266245849752_AIe9_BHQTqfglISYdB15fwPjF_zilUaU0p9ZUIo9I42GxKi-quqMm8U2nqFSBBkV3G5EuPL15OeVVxZClum0J0D_jzcXQCwOflYbPWT77NxNthxZeiaRY6JXx2uGJAvFOkV2wMncD97t4rQ2dfd6sYHrrEZMp9wnFsvG6auK30lRH-TYL4Xxsn-wyr4Eg8GI4GRJqC2n5Yg6qe25x1xHpK7qeQMd8vwHQ1vna7mohq-jtI7pRFImci4#c4944757845960477706"&gt;This comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4611586106486762050-7704751241307180901?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7704751241307180901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7704751241307180901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart-monster-dark-divine-giveaway.html' title='I Heart Monster: The Dark Divine Giveaway'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-4794461926133135734</id><published>2010-02-14T23:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:44:34.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>The giant LINGER ARC give away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/maggiestiefvater/4346151105/" title="Linger Cover Large by Telltale Crumbs, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img width="257" height="400" align="right" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2769/4346151105_c6ced14c47.jpg" alt="Linger Cover Large" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Maggie Stiefvater's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shiver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, Grace and Sam found each other.&amp;nbsp; Now, in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Linger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, they must fight to be together. For Grace, this means defying her parents and keeping a very dangerous secret about her own well-being. For Sam, this means grappling with his werewolf past . . . and figuring out a way to survive into the future. Add into the mix a new wolf named Cole, whose own past has the potential to destroy the whole pack.&amp;nbsp; And Isabelle, who already lost her brother to the wolves . . . and is nonetheless drawn to Cole.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; At turns harrowing and euphoric, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Linger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is a spellbinding love story that explores both sides of love -- the light and the dark, the warm and the cold -- in a way you will never forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes out in stores everywhere July 20th. &lt;strong&gt;Pre-order &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Linger-Maggie-Stiefvater/dp/0545123283/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1258569951&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter to win an advanced review copies of LINGER, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sisters-Red-Jackson-Pearce/dp/0316068683/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1266164034&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sisters Red&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dead-Tossed-Waves-Forest-Hands-Teeth/dp/0385736843/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1266164052&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dead-Tossed Waves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Replacement-Brenna-Yovanoff/dp/1595143378/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1266164072&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Replacement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Maggie's &lt;a href="http://m-stiefvater.livejournal.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-4794461926133135734?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4794461926133135734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4794461926133135734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2010/02/giant-linger-arc-give-away.html' title='The giant LINGER ARC give away!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2769/4346151105_c6ced14c47_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3460081604481368339</id><published>2008-09-20T21:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:38:10.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleek features</title><content type='html'>Oh dear.&lt;div&gt;I shall marry a Rider of Rohan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, scratch that. It's an elf I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-3460081604481368339?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3460081604481368339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3460081604481368339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleek-features.html' title='Sleek features'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-6458906612220311435</id><published>2008-09-16T18:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:22:11.808+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Management</title><content type='html'>Wow. We had a tutorial session with Mandeep this afternoon and the realisation of how hectic my life will be in the next year just sank in. Since I'm taking 4 AS subjects, that is 18.5 hours at school and another 18.5 hours of private study. HOW ON EARTH AM I GOING TO MANAGE THAT?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's driving me crazy. I'm sticking (or at least trying to stick) to a study timetable which I fitted around my schedule. The laptop is not to be opened until six PM. TORTURE! Oh yeah. Self-imposed torture, I forgot. But I hope I persevere through it. It might be my only chance of making it through. At least I get to watch CSI at eight, and then write whatever I want afterwards. Not so tough eh? Wrong. Knowing me, I'd prolly jump on the computer once I get home. I need to change. And faaaaaast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm testing myself tomorrow. Hope I pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I'm hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-6458906612220311435?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6458906612220311435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6458906612220311435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-management.html' title='Time Management'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-7905163502381859487</id><published>2008-08-08T12:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:12:39.987Z</updated><title type='text'>Countdown!</title><content type='html'>Less than 15 minutes until the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEIJING OLYMPICS OPENING CEREMONY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glued, excited and so far, thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing the Chinese, this should be epic.&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/4611586106486762050-7905163502381859487?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7905163502381859487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7905163502381859487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/08/countdown.html' title='Countdown!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-6355113548814387296</id><published>2008-08-04T23:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:44:01.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of any title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SJeExWz3LqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/w6Zx_8UJ8lg/s1600-h/Dwayne012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SJeExWz3LqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/w6Zx_8UJ8lg/s320/Dwayne012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230795475685682850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were just having fun, NOT doing anything illegal.&lt;div&gt;I am addicted to the Caesar cipher. Genius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-6355113548814387296?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6355113548814387296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6355113548814387296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cant-think-of-any-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of any title.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SJeExWz3LqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/w6Zx_8UJ8lg/s72-c/Dwayne012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-177149571263932475</id><published>2008-08-01T23:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:13:34.769Z</updated><title type='text'>You evil person!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Scenario one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me: I curled my lashes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evil person: I didn't know who have some!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scenario two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I curled my lashes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evil person: I can't see any difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-177149571263932475?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/177149571263932475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/177149571263932475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-evil-person.html' title='You evil person!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-4374913143512814834</id><published>2008-07-29T02:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:14:23.170Z</updated><title type='text'>Booo!</title><content type='html'>I think I saw a ghost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I saw a ghost!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I just see a freaking ghost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared, and it's creepy sitting alone at the dining table, with the stupid clock ticking like a bomb behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even dare go upstairs, because by the stairs is where I saw what I think is a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-4374913143512814834?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4374913143512814834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4374913143512814834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/booo.html' title='Booo!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3128922031747278808</id><published>2008-07-28T03:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:16:38.536Z</updated><title type='text'>Good dawn!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm still awake. I&amp;nbsp;just finished eating.&amp;nbsp;This blog is really dead. Somehow I like the fact that its public, and yet its perfectly hidden, so I can rant as much as I desire. Screw my mouth, because I type when I blog, so it doesn't have any chance of opening and closing. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I totally screamed my lungs out this afternoon (to my parents' concern and annoyance). The reason? Because Yoo appears to have the same hairstyle as I do! Well, not really, but I tied up my fringe as it obstructs my view...and so did he! I saw airport pictures and...it's just plain madness. He's just too perfect to let go, too perfect. I &amp;lt;3 that guy. He's emotional and sensitive and yet romantic and sweet. Blah, he's a rollercoaster ride. But like any thrill rides, we simply just cannot resist ourselves going on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, my youtube account is finally alive! Well sort of. I have always been active, especially since my *cough* addiction *cough* but other than commenting on and favourite-ing videos, my account was really inactive. So I decided to upload Lucia's spastic videos. Private only though, or it would be suicide on my part, once Lucia finds out :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to open my e-mail again, cos it says: Hello, Mrs. Park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I sort of miss my long hair, having black roots and ashburn tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4611586106486762050-3128922031747278808?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3128922031747278808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3128922031747278808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-dawn.html' title='Good dawn!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-4270587594109413802</id><published>2008-07-27T02:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:51:18.365+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Never pay your Sawm debts in Summer!</title><content type='html'>It's three in the morning and I am still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no. Half awake, really.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are really droopy. I feel like I am going to drop down slumbering any second now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paying my six day debt for Fasting which I missed last Ramadan.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I ridiculously chose to pay it now, during Summer, when I would not be able to break my fast until...9PM.&lt;br /&gt;I know, call me stupid. Should have done it in winter.&lt;br /&gt;But dad had an ingenious plan:&lt;br /&gt;Stay up all night until Fajr (morning prayer) and then sleep all moring so you wouldn't feel the gnawing hunger.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;It's Fajr soon. So, finally, I can snuggle up to my teddy (haven't decided on his permanent name yet even though I had it for over six months now) and enjoy my sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Got a new look. I am tying my fringe up, so I literally walk around all day looking like a dreadfully proud rooster. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-4270587594109413802?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4270587594109413802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4270587594109413802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-pay-your-sawm-debts-in-summer.html' title='Never pay your Sawm debts in Summer!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-1401980472635861784</id><published>2008-07-16T21:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:18:16.362Z</updated><title type='text'>Why I love College</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iOusVgRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SbymaC4TKRw/s1600-h/Image020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223720622988034322" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iOusVgRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SbymaC4TKRw/s320/Image020.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iO9A5dOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qzKML6ACOKA/s1600-h/Image018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223720626832372962" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iO9A5dOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qzKML6ACOKA/s320/Image018.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iPBer04I/AAAAAAAAAIk/lN7Xwa9y53k/s1600-h/Image013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223720628031050626" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iPBer04I/AAAAAAAAAIk/lN7Xwa9y53k/s320/Image013.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iPa5jcoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nyDOKfJbPdI/s1600-h/Image012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223720634854634114" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iPa5jcoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nyDOKfJbPdI/s320/Image012.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the few reasons why I love college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More &lt;a href="http://dwaynefrancine.multiply.com/photos/album/21/Conquering_the_School_Bus#"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-1401980472635861784?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/1401980472635861784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/1401980472635861784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-love-college.html' title='Why I love College'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SH5iOusVgRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SbymaC4TKRw/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-7454294774160446672</id><published>2008-07-15T22:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:49:37.552+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The 18th Year</title><content type='html'>The last hour of my 18th birthday is drawing close.&lt;div&gt;I look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot be more grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-7454294774160446672?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7454294774160446672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/7454294774160446672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/18th-year.html' title='The 18th Year'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3361553081685702176</id><published>2008-07-11T21:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:07:39.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoo.</title><content type='html'>I like it best when you smile wide and carefree, because as gazing upon your sparkling eyes when you do makes me realise just how much you appreciate my loyalty.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4611586106486762050-3361553081685702176?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3361553081685702176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3361553081685702176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/yoo.html' title='Yoo.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-2946367751667709125</id><published>2008-07-05T22:49:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:25:46.606Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Thoughts: Digital Fortress and A Series of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>Contains spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that I was right about Trevor Strathmore in Dan Brown's Digital Fortress. Finally I got the hang of Dan Brown writing (which still never fails to amaze me) and could guess his style. Who you think is the big hero usually turns out to be the villain. And of course, you turn it the other way around and you have the villain which actually turns out to be a protagonist. Yes, hooray hooray. But I still haven't gotten through Dan Brown's online challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, I am currently on the sixth book of Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events from which I learn a lot. Not only are the books fun, they are horrendously unfortunate and full of surprising twists, although we can say Count Olaf is neither fun nor surprising. I love how I still don't understand the secrets as to why the Baudelaire parents had perished, and why the Baudelaire orphans were so unfortunate, I have since outlined a hypothesis. It would help if I get the third book entitled The Wide Window as I have missed that particular book, the reason being that John Harvard Library in Southwark is quite inefficient in ensuring that they have the books in their hands instead of being 'in transit' for weeks on end. As far as my hypotheis is concerned however, I think Beatrice, who Lemony Snicket loves, is the Baudelaire orphans' mother. And perhaps the reason why Olaf killed them (I guessed this too) is because Snicket loves Beatrice. Does it even make sense? Oh never mind.&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-2946367751667709125?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2946367751667709125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2946367751667709125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/books-and-kebab-lunch.html' title='Thoughts: Digital Fortress and A Series of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3689167466745998821</id><published>2008-07-02T21:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:48:18.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Media and tags.</title><content type='html'>Let's just assume that I am currently under severe distress due to some TV program which allowed me (I'm underaged, mind you) to listen to the sound of death--the last moments (and sounds) of a goat slaughtered for the purposes of celebration of a tribe. The sound appeals to my pathos of course, and being soft-hearted, I was nearly reduced to tears--but not quite. Mind you, the celebration itself was of questionable reasons: makeover. Apparently a celebrity (?) was sent to a tribe and because she was Caucasian, the elders dressed her up 'properly' and made her wear all sorts of ornaments to 'belong' to the tribe. Pathetic. Well apparently they do not think so, because as mentioned, they slaughtered a poor lamb for dinner. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This makes me think of the quality of shows and programs being fed to us by the media. Not all are entirely worthless of course, for example, Disarming Britain is an eye-opener to the society victimised by gun and knife crimes. Others however, such as Big Brother and the nasty, inhumane show that I just watched are the sorts of programs which provides me with the grounds for questioning media intent and quality. And to add to that, Big Brother and those of the same calibre are actually copied and broadcasted all over the world. Pathetic. Absolutely unacceptable. Well to some, such shows might be considered helpful to the society as they help people open their minds to the varied society in general, which is particularly reasonable if they do not encounter the cross section of it in their daily lives. It is of course, appalling and rather unnecessary if the reason above does not apply to the viewers, or if the viewers in general do not need to know such thing as it would be one-in-a-million chance that such information will prove critical to their daily lives. More so, it would be totally wretched that such program be shown so as to deliver a knowledgeable message to narrow-minded viewers who are simply too lazy to open a book and learn for themselves, who are reliant on worthless televsion programs in understanding the society they face everyday and who are stupid enough not to fulfill the responsibility of satisfying the dire need of the human brain for vast knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let's disregard the issue and move on. I have been such a granny lately. Maybe it's due to not finding a summer job. So anyhow, I have been tagged by a friend of a friend called Cherish. She's so in love and decided to bother me to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RULES:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Simply honestly answer the question below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Pass this to three people, including the person who you posted about.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt; I'll skip this bit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Start now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mystery question is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Describe &lt;s&gt;(insert your fave number here)&lt;/s&gt; 10 things you love about your boyfriend (or girlfriend)/the person you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(GAAAH. I hate that. But since I promised to whoever tagged me, here goes. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. He's a crybaby and very emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Is utterly romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Has a great, great smile that is seriously to die for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Has prominent cheek bones and Adam's apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Is unconditionally kind and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Loves his brother so much. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Loves hats because he thinks he has a wide forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Looks great (he thinks so anyway) in aviator glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Loves rolled up pants and flip flops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Has a very manly voice which can totally melt anyone's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That wasn't so bad. But, great! Someone's ego is going overboard anytime now.&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/4611586106486762050-3689167466745998821?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3689167466745998821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3689167466745998821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/07/media-and-tags.html' title='Media and tags.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-2203179105943242867</id><published>2008-06-30T14:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T14:40:33.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>당신을 감사하십시오</title><content type='html'>I'm speechless. A simple phrase can turn my heart into a beating piece of exhilarated animal. Good grief, I care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-2203179105943242867?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2203179105943242867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2203179105943242867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='당신을 감사하십시오'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-5209100082892124185</id><published>2008-06-28T16:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T16:14:54.997+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply...</title><content type='html'>Because you're gorgeous, inside out. &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/4611586106486762050-5209100082892124185?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5209100082892124185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5209100082892124185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/simply.html' title='Simply...'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-9099381392909941050</id><published>2008-06-27T11:50:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:05:40.825+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Edit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this statement is worthy of first line. I FEEL SO DARN FURIOUS. REALLY. I found out that he's in the hospital. Vomitting and having stomach cramps due to fatigue. What on earth are you doing with him? I feel like swearing. Give him a darn break! Let him rest, let him eat! COME ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said that, today is mum's special day! :) Yesterday Hanna and I went to Marks and Spencer to get some flowers and a cake. It was fun sauntering along Hay's Galleria and the London Dungeon while carrying a bouquet of flower. We stopped over the water block and sprayed &lt;s&gt;people&lt;/s&gt;, I mean each other. I nearly died too. I was just an inch to being run over by a motorcycle, as we did not cross properly. Lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, Lucia's back from Madeira. I am expecting tons of pictures from her pretty soon. I wish I could have a holiday, and a proper one at that. But seeing the weather outside makes me think twice. It's summer and yet the clouds are casting  shadow overhead. Hao ke lian (translation: how pitiful).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what came up to me, but last night I shaved my legs. OOOh no. It's horrible. I have been feeling hairy since spring ad last night I just felt like doing it. So I did. Now, my legs are always cold. Grr. It's smooth though, and other than the first few minutes of discomfort, I think shaving is pretty nice. I wish I waxed though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to finish Digital Fortress. Really. I am betting Strathmore is the traitor. Something tells me, my so called Dan Brown intuition, that he is the bad guy. Let's see if I'm right. I don't think I slept at all last night thinking about the novel. Marvelous. I love Dan Brown. By the way, I'm in the middle of decyphering a code in his website. It's so challenging. And I'm stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, pictures. This is why it is bad to leave a camera phone in our hands. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SGTIi59pA_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Nj462ye6uaY/s320/P170608_21.17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216514770402345970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4611586106486762050&amp;amp;postID=9099381392909941050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SGTIjDg0a8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/cfkOIrm3WIk/s320/P170608_21.17%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216514772965813186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot more&lt;a href="http://dwaynefrancine.multiply.com/photos/album/19/Nauthiness_unleashed."&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-9099381392909941050?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/9099381392909941050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/9099381392909941050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-mum.html' title='Happy Birthday Mum!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SGVFp8D5vnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a9o1CHl9EmU/s72-c/P170608_21.28%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-6608635628819857176</id><published>2008-06-25T22:30:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:46:28.155+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel. oh so cruel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;URGH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is like a deep, deep pit where you can easily fall in. The problem is getting out. It is difficul, painful and relentless. So tragic. Unless the person who threw you in could lend a hand to pull you back up, you have no choice. Somehow the aid of a complete stranger seem so unlikely. Or maybe even unnecessary. But nothing is for certain. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe, a stranger might hear your call and reach out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am stuck. Stuck in a deep, deep pit. The stranger is on his way. On his way.&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/4611586106486762050-6608635628819857176?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6608635628819857176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/6608635628819857176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/cruel-oh-so-cruel.html' title='Cruel. oh so cruel.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-4091875872665039649</id><published>2008-06-21T19:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T22:32:31.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes!</title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!!! Try and get it in English if possible; it's funnier that way for those the don't understand Asian languages&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;1. IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY&lt;br /&gt;-Tri-Angle (DBSK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;-Voodoo (Spice Girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;-Bye! Boy (Qi Duo Hua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;-Making love out of nothing at all (Air Supply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;-I still haven't found what I'm looking for (U2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;-No U Hang Up (Shayne Ward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-Breathless (Rainie Yang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;-Pure Love (183 Club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;-Rainbow (DBSK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIES?&lt;br /&gt;-My Endless Love (Lionel Richie and Diana Ross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;-Somebody to love (DBSK)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pangarap na Bituin (Translation: Dream Star) (Sharon Cuneta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;-Close to you (DBSK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;-A Whole New World (Disney Soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-Please Don't Go (KWS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Walk like an Egyptian (The Bangles) lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;-C'mon C'mon (Spice Girls) HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;-Take me to the clouds above (U2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;-The Story has just begun (DBSK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;-Lovin' You (DBSK)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;-I can feel it coming in the air tonight (Phil Colins)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. I love the results. Tumatama yata (Translation: it's pretty accurate). Since I have some time to spare, I took these quizzes too: (Lmao, it's fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/london.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little old fashioned, and a little modern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A unique soul like you needs a city that offers everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you and London will get along so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also good at remembering information and convincing someone of your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which dbsk member are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Micky Yoochun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 90%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Micky Yoochun? Well, let's see... You're mean at times, but nice too. But it wont matter because of your irresistable charm. Hero JaeJoong even said that even when Micky bit something he was still cute in a way. So let this be a compliment to you, your charm is just like Micky's. You're lazy at times, and order people around to do the jobs for you. But when they need help, you're always there 100%. You're very emotional, the most. But it doesnt matter, because you love to crack jokes and have a very fun time. Congrats! You're a Micky Yoochun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Max Changmin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 88%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Hero JaeJoong&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 84%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Xiah Junsu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;U-know Yuhno&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 70%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_dbsk_member_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which dbsk member are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Date An Italian!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/italy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love for old fashioned romance, with an old fashioned guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Italian guy is the perfect candidate to be your prince charming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your head doesn't spin enough, just down another espresso with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest in a motorcycle helmet - and some carb blocker for all that pasta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should date an Italian? Oh? lol&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll upload selca pics later.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;So fun. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-4091875872665039649?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4091875872665039649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4091875872665039649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-4668222744452633124</id><published>2008-06-20T22:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:33:51.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to learn.</title><content type='html'>When I write, most people somehow prefer complimenting my writing to criticising it. I wonder why. I do not find a 'talent', as they label it, in myself to be held as a good writer. I may write in a different style compared to your status quo, but that does not imply a talent within me. My style is unusual, I reckon. But as I read other authors' pieces, I find myself depressed over my lack of talent and vocabulary. Sometimes as I read my work I get frustrated with the lack of emotions delivered by the piece. Oddly enough, I sometimes find myself surprised that it was I who actually wrote it. It is during the latter that I find my work excellent; although this does not occur very often.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why people find it easier to commend rather than criticise. I find it easier to find faults rather than to see the positive aspect of it. 'Improve this' works better for me as opposed to 'this is good'. This may be because I am a pessimist. But then again I do not generally consider myself a pessimist. I may be at times, but I can also be an optimist, especially when it comes to other people. Quite paradoxical I must say. I have faith in others but I can easily spot their weak points. As for myself I am rather negative; but others often have the faith in my. If one finds it easier to see others' shortcomings, why do we praise more often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The law forbids defamation. Yet, we do not realistically need to be warned about it. We are educated enough not to defame anyone. We constantly defame yes, but we defame others within ourselves. We do not voice it out publicly because we are educated enough not to. This works for me. Even with my friends. I do not voice out what I find wrong in them, even if I often do. If I am not considered a good friend due to this then so be it. I simply do not favour hurt to visit anyone due to my own irresponsible use of civil liberties. It really does hurt more when others, even they are of no value to you, criticise you. Maybe this is the other reason why constructive criticisms are not abundant in our society. I am of course, not including the daily and unnecessary bad-mouthing and lies the media produces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not even understand why I am asking for constructive criticisms, as I myself do not welcome these. Sometimes it is best to think that one's self is your best critic, although we know, all humans being vain, this is and will never be true. I am one of those believers; one of the losers who is arrogant enough not to accept any reflection of my flaws which I know exists, but I also know I will not want to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to learn. And I need to do so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-4668222744452633124?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4668222744452633124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/4668222744452633124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-learn.html' title='I need to learn.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-5317254854173653061</id><published>2008-06-19T12:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:20:57.241+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged. Grr.</title><content type='html'>The rule says:&lt;br /&gt;-Remove one (1) question from below, and add in your personal question&lt;br /&gt;- make it a total of 20 questions&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;s&gt;tag eight (8) people on your list.&lt;br /&gt;-List them out at the end of this post.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1. What's a phrase you can say perfectly in another language, and what does it mean? (English and your mother tongue do not count!)&lt;div&gt;-Mandarin. Ni hen zhi guai! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;-White, Black and Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would be the word (1 word) that best describes you???&lt;br /&gt;-Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where would you like to go to the most?&lt;br /&gt;-At the moment, Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you only have 24hours left to live, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;-Settle in one corner of my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your treasure ?&lt;br /&gt;-Something stuck in my skull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you love the most about last year (2007)?&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoyed Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What time do you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;-8am when I have classes at 9. Other than that, 10am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How do you cope with boredom?                                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;-Face my laptop and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is one thing you'll never get tired of?&lt;br /&gt;-The Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;-To be an Archaeologist (this will never come true, so I'd be a lawyer instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you have one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;-End world poverty, global warming and warfare. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you'd be able to be with only one person whom you think is sensible to talk to, who'd be that person?&lt;br /&gt;-Park Yoo Chun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What’s your worst attitude?&lt;br /&gt;-I am lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you were to get stuck inside a movie, which movie will it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Harry Potter?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;17. What do you look forward to in &lt;s&gt;2008&lt;/s&gt; 2009?&lt;br /&gt;-US/EU trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you were to do one bad thing and get away with it, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-date Park Yoo Chun and disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What specifically are you most attracted to in the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;-Smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite food ?&lt;br /&gt;-Sinigang na hipon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4611586106486762050-5317254854173653061?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5317254854173653061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5317254854173653061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-tagged-grr.html' title='I got tagged. Grr.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-2224608305581302813</id><published>2008-06-18T20:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:34:15.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The agony of aging.</title><content type='html'>I feel like I have so much time to spare and yet when I look at my to-watch and to-do list I panic due to its sheer multitude. The agony of not being able to manage my time wisely, which results to not being able to do anything at all is overwhelming. I need time management lessons, and that is a fact. I am wondering how I will survive next year's A levels.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway, I kept writing today and this little cut on my pointer finger kept bugging me. I can clearly see it out of the corner of my eye as I look on the screen and I kept thinking it is sort of fly resting on my finger. Quite annoying really. And I got it only yesterday, from chopping squash for dinner, which means that I would have to bear with it for a few more days. Oh right, good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weekends ago the house was wrecked by two extremely cute individuals, named Christian and Ella. Oh how I love them. They drained my energy as we ran around, played hide-and-sick and catch. Christian was extremely cute, embodying the brother I never had. And Ella was amazingly cute and naughty. Although they took so much of my revision time, I did not mind. Playing with them was worth it. Oh how I wish I was back in my toddler years--a time when mistakes were pretty common and no one blames you for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucia often mentions how she would like to be thirty. My opinion cannot be more different. How I wish I was back in my pre-teens, where I was big enough to be a bully and yet young enough to be babied by everyone. How I wish I was back to my HS days, when Berchmans was my world and everyday is something to look forward to, except when it is time to recite a long poem for literature in front of the class. How I wish I was back to those times, which will never happen of course, but I will always wish for. Less than a month more and I will be eighteen and of age. I am dreading it. If I were to turn back to being sixteen yesterday, then I will probably stay up all night until my birthday. Sadly, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having said all that, let me now post the pictures which we took on that weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFluH9WVFqI/AAAAAAAAACk/QhuDFC3eMhE/s320/Photo+108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213319126664418978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFluH7b0h0I/AAAAAAAAACs/QcNvK_QJlNg/s320/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213319126150580034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFluJeZK-vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/V-IP56QjViA/s320/Photo+113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213319152714578674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christian's cookies lol and Ella's been eating kitkat, so there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFluJnSB9WI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QGu9OGn6sgQ/s320/Photo+114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213319155100546402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol Christian is trying to be mischievous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltrhbYPDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2vYoMQZrGE4/s320/Photo+80.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318638133066802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltr6VvlSI/AAAAAAAAACE/1CGW6lrrJ3E/s320/Photo+98.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318644820317474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can this get any cuter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltsCTYgvI/AAAAAAAAACM/AdGD9aNEaXE/s320/Photo+100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318646957900530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss bouffant :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltsUprIVI/AAAAAAAAACU/N9HsA-F4Eu4/s320/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318651883233618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltxnZ6YMI/AAAAAAAAACc/O2th1da2xB0/s320/Photo+107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318742816743618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ella said 'That's me!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltKIuTq0I/AAAAAAAAABU/TYM76qCiSw4/s320/Photo+55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318064565889858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christian posing up for this shot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltKXvq3YI/AAAAAAAAABc/Hbw-40qV-CI/s320/Photo+67.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318068598136194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltKcxL3iI/AAAAAAAAABk/WwoIbnzYwT4/s320/Photo+68.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318069946670626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love swirling :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltKoIeG0I/AAAAAAAAABs/DBoZU8gU8N8/s320/Photo+73.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318072997124930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naughty. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFltK26az8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Oay9CCKIfb8/s320/Photo+74.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213318076964720578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFlv7c5oCLI/AAAAAAAAADE/iYLcmkcRp4A/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213321110818916530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nerd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFlv9NBiIqI/AAAAAAAAADM/8GY4von_bRo/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213321140916855458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4611586106486762050"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFlv9KIXTmI/AAAAAAAAADU/VokUbpC4-h0/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213321140140199522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing some artworks for mum and dad. xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-2224608305581302813?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2224608305581302813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2224608305581302813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/agony-of-aging.html' title='The agony of aging.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFluH9WVFqI/AAAAAAAAACk/QhuDFC3eMhE/s72-c/Photo+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-687353266463950478</id><published>2008-06-17T18:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:07:29.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The youth: our future or the havoc?</title><content type='html'>I went to Wood Green to watch Indiana Jones and to shop at Tk-Maxx (US version: TJ Maxx. I know, cheap goods!) last Sunday and witnessed an astonishing societal contrast. Such contrast--opposite,symmetry, perfect balance--have been revered since the ancient periods of the Egyptians. And yet, I felt no one in this modern era regards this portentous symmetry as in any way important. As a matter of fact I did not. And to that I admit. I was however, introduced to its significance last weekend. An important fact that, if only I were living with the ancients, I would worship.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking past HMV at The Mall when a group of three boys passed me by. I did not notice anything unusual with these boys until one pointed out a DVD that another was apparently holding--taken from HMV, without payment. I labeled it 'stealing' in a blink of an eye. My eyes narrowed and my ears sharpened. Shall I go tell the guard? I was however, astonished the next second. There I was, glaring at them, when, to my surprise, they actually went back to the store, talked to the guard, apologised and returned the DVD.  Apparently, one had taken it out without noticing. They were not thieves nor were they criminals. It amazed me right there and then how judgmental one can be. I was ashamed of myself. I am a youth and yet I allowed myself to be influenced by the media about my generation without giving them--us, actually, myself included--the benefit of the doubt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet, when I went to have lunch at KFC (unhealthy) a group of boys, chatting loudly and behaving boisterously stopped by the entrance. As I watched on, trying not to in anyway judge them by their actions, I noticed one had a swollen eye. Nah, perhaps it wasn't from a fight, I thought. The previous lesson stayed with me. But I was wrong. They were planning a fight. Well, they were very loud, mind you. It did not take an effort for me to actually listen to them. They were planning a fight with a 50-group gang. What ________s. Two of them were girls. Imagine that. You can see how people avoid nearing them, eyeing them as if they were aliens, but with an air of fear. The typical youth of these days, roaming the streets of Britain. They wreck havoc. They threatened to erase the lesson the three boys taught me back in HMV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it. The contrast. One, youths who embody the ideal future we all desire. The other side of the coin reveals media truth: youths who do nothing worthy except wreck havoc. Youths who disregard education, values, religion, law and authority. So do Britain have a future with these youths? Do we really embody the future or do we simply deteriorate as fast as time ticks? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was, for a moment, confused. Which is which? But then I knew, everything was meant to have an opposite. Light and Dark. Heaven and Hell. It only matters where you belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, on the lighter note, I watched Indiana Jones. The verdict? Gooood. It was funny and interesting, although as with any other action movie, the good guy never dies. The first reviews leaked that after almost two decades, the film did not live up to its predecessors. Although I cannot comment as I have not watched any other Indie film (I wasn't actually born yet), I must say this film is good. It made me laugh, think, giggle, 'ooh' and 'aah'. And did I mention Shia Labeouf's appearance is a bonus? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, since the sun's still up, we went to Oxford Street to get a mac for mum in Selfridges, courtesy of Ayi Shobe's voucher. Then we headed off to Primark, where we never got to buy anything because the guards were shooing us out. I hate closing times. Anyway, next stop was Chinatown for some kitchen necessities and after a little rest in Leicester Square, we headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-687353266463950478?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/687353266463950478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/687353266463950478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/youth-our-future-or-havoc.html' title='The youth: our future or the havoc?'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-3254016239532341449</id><published>2008-06-14T22:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:51:03.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so proud!</title><content type='html'>Oh my. I did MP3 ripping, cutting and converting all by myself today! I am dead proud. I happen not to be born being tech savvy, but somehow I managed it today. I used online resources and tried to experiment my way around. And it worked! I finally made the Yoochun giggling part of the Haptic CF as my message ringtone. Awww. Okay, it's only five seconds, but I told you, I am not tech savvy. So, overall, it's an achievement :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have stomach pains and it is unbearable. And yet I still went to ASDA. Never mind. And did I mention that today is the queen's official birthday celebration? There was a parade in the Guard House this morning. I must say that the Welsh Guards are amazing. Even the band. They can play while riding a horse. Nice. But, the horses stole the parade for me. They are so tamed and they can march properly too! One was even named Wellington. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sosyal! &lt;/span&gt;(translation: posh!) Well anyway, I got bored towards the middle of the ceremony, so I switched the telly off. It's not like they focused on the Princes (excluding Charles) so there wasn't really a good reason to watch it, unless if you fancy the Duke of Edinburgh, the Duchess of Cornwall or the Queen herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt quite bad not to have watched it since it was only a few minutes' walk from here, but anyway I never knew. And well, since it's quite boring, I think I'll leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I'm sleeping late again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-3254016239532341449?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3254016239532341449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/3254016239532341449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-so-proud.html' title='I feel so proud!'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-892148763594545022</id><published>2008-06-13T21:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:39:32.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Target met?</title><content type='html'>Well no. Sabi na nga ba eh (translation: as expected). But, I was able to finish three now, meaning only one to do on Monday just in time for the tuesday deadline. Meanwhile, I'm quite giddy (is this the right term?) to read book the third of the Series of Unfortunate Events. Maybe I'll find it somewhere online, to save me time from going to the Library. It's quite a fun read.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I'll fulfill my archaeological dreams by reading a book about Egypt. And then I'll watch AADBSK for fun. Whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need some part time job, seriously. I was turned down for the dentist's assistant one. Pfft. I need some cash. And something to write in my CV. Imagine, it's all empty. I am a poor thing. But maybe, a little effort might do the trick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-892148763594545022?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/892148763594545022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/892148763594545022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/target-met.html' title='Target met?'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-2860985739316337699</id><published>2008-06-13T12:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:41:41.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Set targets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well let's see. I'll set a target for today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finish my Key skills portfolio for levels 2 and 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That shouldn't be TOO hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again I never meet deadlines.&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/4611586106486762050-2860985739316337699?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2860985739316337699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/2860985739316337699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/set-targets.html' title='Set targets'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-5953856427771880531</id><published>2008-06-12T22:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:52:42.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha DBSK quizzes</title><content type='html'>Rofl I love taking DBSK quizzes. Went to quizilla and tried some. That's what happens when you're frustrated because you cannot listen to TVants broadcasting 'O' Jung.Ban.Hap. Concert live in Beijing. grrrr.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again there's always the quizzes online which gives you the outstanding privilege of owning a DBSK manslave. Now that's lucky. Never mind the concert, I've got an imaginary manslave. Lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/793523/who-is-your-dbsk-manslave"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/793523/who-is-your-dbsk-manslave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFGZXhcfWqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Th0qnJ16x88/s1600-h/1102130895_sslave-cm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFGZXhcfWqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Th0qnJ16x88/s320/1102130895_sslave-cm2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211114873238280866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First (and honest) try I've got Minnie. I knew I'd get him. I always do in any quiz anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFGZYMqUqnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kEqzRBBTzCA/s1600-h/1102127926_sslave-yc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFGZYMqUqnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kEqzRBBTzCA/s320/1102127926_sslave-yc2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211114884839025266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giggolo Crotch shake? Lmao. Never knew that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I took another chance to get Chunnie and I did! Whooops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was giggling afterwards until I saw what the author wrote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: DBSK are really not manslaves. Please do not be an idiot and think that they will become yours after taking this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lol then I was back to reality. That was fun :D Now I really need to sleep, but not till I get to do one more quiz...or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/4611586106486762050-5953856427771880531?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5953856427771880531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/5953856427771880531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/haha-dbsk-quizzes.html' title='Haha DBSK quizzes'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/SFGZXhcfWqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Th0qnJ16x88/s72-c/1102130895_sslave-cm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611586106486762050.post-681647800960667817</id><published>2008-06-07T14:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:15:39.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick tock tick tock.</title><content type='html'>One hour and forty-five minutes 'til the start of law exam...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*@£&amp;amp;&amp;amp;(@^£(*&amp;amp;@^£&amp;amp;*(!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4611586106486762050-681647800960667817?l=elinieve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/feeds/681647800960667817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/trial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/681647800960667817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4611586106486762050/posts/default/681647800960667817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elinieve.blogspot.com/2008/06/trial.html' title='Tick tock tick tock.'/><author><name>Dwayne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_geCu7Kw1-OQ/S6OwwjrgRYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Io_FsvkyCA4/S220/Photo+102.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
