<?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-20853698</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:59:49.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RaI_bLoG_3e3</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a gal who hav an attitude prob....so, pls!!! try to bear wit me..can be quite noisy, naughty, n irritating...luv 2 complaint wen being reprimanded/scolded.....PLS!!!bear wit me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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tough one yet no one understands..they look from the outside but never feel the inside..when i look happy, they thought im happy but do they noe that im living in misery..im always searching in darkness cause i noe that's how my life is..darkness is my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always think of themselves..and how about me?am i a stray cat or wat?im not..all i need is someone who i can lean on to..where i can let go of all my problems..i dun like living in darkness..im so alone..i wan to find the light that will bring me happiness..i was happy last time but now,its all shattered to pieces..why are they doing this to me..i am a human being too..i too have feelings..why can't they understand?is it just too difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to make people all happy but that doesn't mean i dun wan to be happy..looking at people who are smiling makes me feel good..but looking back at me..miserable..too many problems that i just can't settled..why am i too weak..why do i let people overcome and take control of me?who do they think they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, all im searching is a friend that will always keep me company..a true friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114952176510146336?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114952176510146336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114952176510146336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114952176510146336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114952176510146336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-one-to-turn-to.html' title='no one to turn to'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114952175440101993</id><published>2006-06-05T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:27:36.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ymca</title><content type='html'>now,im in the ymca raising fund project...there are pros ans cons in this thingy...i will hav to spent a lot of time on tis n i dunnoe whether tis will affect my studies...but at least it can keep my mind occupied...n thus,no worries to think of...n i noe im doin this for the needy...volunteering for 4 months is not easy...so, im proud of myself to give space for the needy and raising funds for them...wen u do something so generously, only YOU noe how valuable it is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114952175440101993?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114952175440101993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114952175440101993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114952175440101993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114952175440101993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/06/ymca.html' title='ymca'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114950483233306129</id><published>2006-06-05T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:53:54.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh</title><content type='html'>camp has just finished..how tired it is only the ncc gals noe....cannot bear with it....luckily, got no more camps this june holidays...now we are going to take over the ncc...they think that our badge can't make it and we are gonna prove them wrong but instead be better than before...together, they will see how we make ncc a success one...&lt;br /&gt;after a tiring camp, i now have to concentrate on ymca project..is burning me alive..i have to keep myself strong...maybe im just too weak that i get easily discourage...homeworks are piling up as if it will never stop...&lt;br /&gt;then, i got one more problem that til now haven settled yet...friendship...i've known her long and its just break off suddenly..wasting my time all tis while..if i had known the true side of her, then i wouldn't had been make use of now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114950483233306129?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114950483233306129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114950483233306129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no hope for physics, a bit for amaths ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so scared(lectured by my parents)...y are the papers so difficult??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give a chance to us!!!!we are new to these subjects....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how am i going to survive like this?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114751898972172286?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114751898972172286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114751898972172286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114751898972172286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114751898972172286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-over.html' title='exams over'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114621898479323339</id><published>2006-04-28T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T03:15:44.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams!!</title><content type='html'>ExAmS r CoMiNg.......ExAmS r CoMiNg.......ExAmS r CoMiNg.......&lt;br /&gt;StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=StReSs=&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best....... so, wish me the best of luck.....!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~thank you~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;   ****got no tyme to waste****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114621898479323339?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114621898479323339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114621898479323339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114621898479323339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114621898479323339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/04/exams.html' title='exams!!'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114438447421778880</id><published>2006-04-06T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:14:45.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rita had been waiting for it for so long. The only thing she wanted was happiness. She had been suffering since one year ago. The pain was unbearable. She was treated like a maid but she never complaint. She knew that if she complained, her husband will beat her up.&lt;br /&gt;Before she was married, her husband, the one she was forced to marry with by her parents, was often nice to her parents. Her parents did not know of the act that he put up. They were blinded by his kindness. They thought that he would bring her the happiness that she wanted but it turned out the other way round. He made her suffered. The parents did not know about this as Rita never told them anything. She lived in fear so she dare not tell her parents.&lt;br /&gt;But one faithful day, while Rita was being beaten up by his husband, Rita's parents were there by coincidence. They could not believe their eyes. They were very shocked. Her husband upon seeing them, were shocked too. He quickly stopped and tried to explain it to them. But they ignored him and brought Rita home with them.&lt;br /&gt;On their way home, they were very upset to see how much Rita had suffered. There were bruises all over her bodies. They were very angry and decided to file a report for abusing. At first, Rita stubbornly did not want but after much advice from her parents, she finally followed them. She was scared of what would happen to her marriage. After much questioning, the police said that they will give him a warning and if he did that again, he will face the consequences. He will be jailed for a minimum of five months. Now, Rita felt much safer.&lt;br /&gt;At her parent’s home, they ask for forgiveness from Rita as they knew they were the ones who forced her to marry with him. Tears were flowing, Rita was so sad to see how much they cared for her.&lt;br /&gt;"No mum. No dad. You are not at fault. I know you did this for the sake of me. You want me to be happy. Only he is the one who do not appreciate. He's the one who should apologize to me. I love you, mum, dad." Rita said with tears in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;After giving it a second thought, she made the decision of returning back to his husband's house. Her parent objected her decision but she convincingly told them that everything was going to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;When she returned home, her house was in a big mess. She saw her husband sleeping in the room. Hearing the noise, her husband woke up and to his surprise, he saw his wife standing by the door. He was so relieved to see her and gave Rita a big hug and sought forgiveness. "I'm so sorry for abusing you all this while. I was too drunkened to know. Now, I've changed. I don't drink anymore for the sake of our saving our marriage." Rita was so shocked to see her husband changed. She forgive him and now she live with happiness that she dreamt on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114438447421778880?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114438447421778880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114438447421778880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114438447421778880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114438447421778880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/04/happines.html' title='happines'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114170611511413026</id><published>2006-03-06T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:48:09.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"This year top student is Agnes," the principal announced. Hearing upon this, I was amazed and proud of her, my best friend. Tears of happiness in her eyes . Now, I beleived that a person could change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened two years ago. She was not a bright student after her mother passed away although she used to be. Her father had passed away since she was young. Knowing that she did not have anybody to rely on anymore, she lose hope. She no longer believed in herself. But luckily, one of her aunties took her and care her like her own daughter. Still, she did not change. She was very upset with the loss of a mother. She was very close with her mother and when her mother left her, she felt alone. She felt that there were no one that she could survive on. Everyday when she went to school, the only thing I would see was tears of sadness. As a friend, I was very concerned and would advise her everyday. But she once accused me of being a busybody and told to me leave her alone. I was not angry at all as I knew how she felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her auntie was very concerned of Agnes. She had no children and treated Agnes like her own child. She would send her to tuition to help her improve her subjects as she was often absent from school. But all her hard work came to no avail. Agnes never changed. The only thing that Agnes knew was that she had no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One faithful day, a year after, her auntie fell ill. She had a heart attack. That was the moment when she realised that she had gave so much trouble to her auntie. She learnt that being an adopted child, she should had pleased her auntie and be a good child. From that day onwards, I could see her tremendous change. She never skipped school anymore and studied very hard. She would ask friends or teachers for help whenever she was in doubt. All her friends and teachers were very happy to see her change. Now, the tears which were used to be sad turned to happy. Her auntie had also recover since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky to have a friend like her and bacause of her too, I tried to follow her good examples such as studying hard. Now, my results was not quite bad at all. I am eligible to enter junior college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hei, what are you thinking of?" Agnes said, interrupting my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, nothing. Congratulations of your achievements. You're great." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you," she said. She now believed that one should never lost hope in them for whatever consequnces. She was really a role  model for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114170611511413026?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114170611511413026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114170611511413026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114170611511413026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114170611511413026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/03/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114135330929094496</id><published>2006-03-02T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:45:11.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How I wish I am now waiting for my flight at the airport to adventure the world. Well, that is my dream, to visit other countries and see the beautiful sceneries in their countries in which Singapore do not have. We can also see their beautiful features that are different from ours, like their hair colour, their languages and many more.  And without flight, I do not think that we will have a good communication throughout the world like now.  I hope I will achieve my dreams one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the birds, how I wish I could be free like them. The birds, they are able to take a flight to the sky whenever they like. Wishing to be like them, I think that I would be the happiest person in this world. I would be just like them-without worries. They seemed to enjoy-out of the busy world.  And like me, a student in Singapore, it is very stressful and not having fun like them would be a waste. Teenagers nowadays would like to be like those birds. They want freedom. They do not want to be like a bird in a cage-to be controlled by their parents. That's how I wished to. But impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also want to go overseas to study. Waiting for my flight again. That's cool right? You can have friends from other countries, study with them. So, I must start now, I have to study hard for my future and also to fulfill my dreams. What I heard from people, studying overseas is less stressful than studying in Singapore. That is, I want to be less stressful. Then, I could migrate to other countries that are less busy than in Singapore. But I would not do that. I do not want to leave my families and friends here. I would miss them so much. I would like to be loyal to them. Although Singapore is a busy country, it is peaceful compared to other countries. So, it is a better choice to stay in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would like to bring my parents travel around the world if I could one day. They have raise me since young and I will repay their kindness  although in small amounts. I would like to make them happy and not feel wasted for raising me up until I have my education. But I don't think any parents would feel wasted for bringing their child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114135330929094496?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114135330929094496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114135330929094496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114135330929094496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114135330929094496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/03/flight.html' title='flight'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-114006314052215941</id><published>2006-02-15T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:14:56.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SoNg&lt;/span&gt;................................................&lt;br /&gt;                    Without &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;, this world is empty. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Songs&lt;/span&gt; bring us delight. Now the world is loaded with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; and singers. There are variety of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; like pop, R&amp;B, musical, jazz, rock, heavy metal, hip hop, latin, and many more even to cultural &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; like the pop, r&amp;amp;b and rock is a fast music and these &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; are more happening and popular. The singers of these music especially the women are all sexy and hot like Britney Spears, Mariah Carey and many more. I'm also more interested in this kind of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; but I'm not really exposed to them. They really rocks. &lt;br /&gt;                  Some fans are just too fanatic and they are like crazy when they went to concerts or awards. But when I watched the americans awards like the Grammy awards, the way the west singers performed are really fantastic, much more different from the Asians. They are so open-minded. They mixed with men so exposurely. But for asians, its really different from they way they mixed, they way they sing. Really different.&lt;br /&gt;                  Okay, how about some chinese, hindi, malay and more of that kind of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt;. About like this kind of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt;, I preferred malay and bollywood &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; because at home, I do not have any scv or what and I seldom watch any chinese or tamil movies but more to malay and english.&lt;br /&gt;                  Some people also said that &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; help to relieve stress. When a person is stress, he/she should listen to musical &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; because musical &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; are very soothing and peaceful. Maybe &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; like the 4 seasons. You may also listen to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; while studying. This could also help you relieve stress when you are stucked with your studies.&lt;br /&gt;                 Some people hate &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; like the heavy metal because it is very noisy and irritating to hear. There are cases like in Malaysia where the local Black Metal actually keep satan and burn the holy Quran. This type of music that ruined religious is against the law in Malaysia and as a result, they were caught.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   Songs&lt;/span&gt; also acts a company to some people and they were always listen &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; when their mood is low, angry or what. And now, with the advanced technology, people can now listen to music more often and do not need to rely on radios anymore. With the mp3s and mp4s, they can now download &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; easily and hear their favourite &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; anytime and anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;                And now, I have ended my entry on the title '&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;', a given assignment by Mr Jae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-114006314052215941?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/114006314052215941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=114006314052215941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114006314052215941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/114006314052215941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/02/song.html' title='song'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113853597603263674</id><published>2006-01-29T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T04:01:36.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The Chinese New Year celebration last friday was really fun. The performers wasn't really bad at all. But I really liked the performance on the break dance. Although they performed many times on the stage before but that day they danced a little bit different than usual. I loved it. Not bad all, one of our classmates, Izwan, dance quite well too. Incredible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The karaoke part was really impressive especially when a malay girl from sec 4 sang a chinese song. When she started to sing, her 'fans' or rather called classmates, were already started cheering for her. I think she's really extraordinary. Her singing wasn't like malay at all in fact it sounded more like a chinese voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But one of the performances was quite boring. It is the silat. Although its boring, I think they give their best shot and should be praised. The best part in the silat was when they showcased their talents in fighting and defending themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So, that's all I should say about the celebration. I hoped there will be more students showcasing their talents in the upcoming events. Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113853597603263674?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113853597603263674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113853597603263674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113853597603263674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113853597603263674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113832932310411393</id><published>2006-01-26T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T04:49:24.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gracious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gracious means being good to others.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes can be gracious as well as mean. Not everybody is perfect anyway, so they cannot be gracious always. For example, people can be helping someone but behind him/her, she/he can be saying bad things behind the person. Sometimes when I'm angry with my good friends, I may complaint about the person's behaviour to someone else. When I'm doing this, I actually saying bad things behind the person's back without knowing it. But I hate people who do it on purpose just to make the person angry and upset. That's wat we call backstabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gracious means doing others a favour....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At times, I can help someone by doing them favours. When someone approached me or ask for help, as far as possible, I will try to give a hand. I'm happy when I helped someone and she/he appreciates it too. But I do not expect a return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gracious can also means be polite to others.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be polite and I may be rude too. If for example, I don't like the person and he/she reprimand me for nothing, I, as a normal girl, will talk back to him(although its a sin). I can be polite in a way that when someone reprimand/nag/lecture at me in a polite manner, I will also take it in a polite manner and if I need to protest, in a polite manner too. I sometimes feel bad when I'm rude to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gracious means beauty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Someone can be beautiful but not all. Being beautiful does not mean beauty from the outside but also from the inside. If a woman is beautiful but has a bad behaviour, I do not think that a man could fall on her. If given a choice, I think a man would prefer a woman who do not have beauty from the inside but beauty in the heart. This is what we call true beauty. Beauty means graceful too. Like one of my classmates, she's graceful Grace. In coincidence with her name, she is in chinese dance too and on stage she dance  gracefully. But not forgetting, the rest of the chinese dancers in my class dance gracefully too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gracious means being courteous.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Courteous means good-manner. How I wish I am a good-manner person where I do not make mistakes, whish is impossible of course. I would want to meet a person who is always good-manner, which is very rare, where he/she can advice me on how to improve my behaviour.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;           "&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Goodness gracious&lt;/span&gt; I've forgotten that  I've wrote more than 400 words and I'm running out of ideas. Anyway I think I had given my best. And see ya gracious, I'm not writing about you anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113832932310411393?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113832932310411393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113832932310411393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113832932310411393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113832932310411393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/gracious.html' title='gracious'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113810682326738227</id><published>2006-01-24T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T05:00:10.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>phy wkbk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 My physics workbook lost. I'm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 dead tmr for not doing the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 physics homework and Mrs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 Neo will surely get mad at me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                 Dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113810682326738227?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113810682326738227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113810682326738227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810682326738227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810682326738227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/phy-wkbk.html' title='phy wkbk'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113810671742757859</id><published>2006-01-24T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T05:04:54.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maths tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today our class had an Emaths test and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yesterday an Amaths test. I scored full &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;marks for the Amaths test and i wished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;to score good marks for this Emaths test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So, wish me good luck ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113810671742757859?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113810671742757859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113810671742757859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810671742757859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810671742757859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/maths-tests.html' title='maths tests'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113810531358735526</id><published>2006-01-24T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T04:21:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIZZA HUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just now, afternoon, my 3 fwenz and I wen 2 eat lunch at pizza hut. I was a bit nervous as it was the 1st time I wen to pizza hut with my fwenz. I ate the student meal offer tat costs $6. We wen in and the moment we reached our table, 1 of my fwen accidentally dropped the plate that was on the table. I was bside her n we went embarrassed as we were lyk the  'centre of attention'. Luckily my fwen n I was sitting facing the wall if not ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113810531358735526?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113810531358735526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113810531358735526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810531358735526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810531358735526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/pizza-hut.html' title='PIZZA HUT'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113810467308097797</id><published>2006-01-24T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T04:11:13.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bapoks....</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, 21 january, I went out with my mother. While my mother was driving out from the carpark, a taxi stopped in front of our car and a few 'bapoks' were taking the taxi. Actually, the 'bapoks' look more beautiful than a real woman. A few men nearby disturbed them and were waving to them, laughing away. Its actually fun looking at them while they tried to act like a real woman. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SYIOK!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113810467308097797?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113810467308097797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113810467308097797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810467308097797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113810467308097797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/bapoks.html' title='bapoks....'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113782087822548798</id><published>2006-01-20T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:24:05.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;              My saturdays and sundays are always full of homeworks especially for the double maths because both subjects are from the same teacher. But we can't protest because we are only students and no matter what we have to do it. Although i know that its for our own good, I just can't stop complaining because i know I will not have time for surfing the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;              And as for you, Mr Jae, please don't give us too many things to write. 10 'journals' are considered too many for us. Can reduce it to 8 or lesser? But I want to tell you something Mr Jae, your english lessons are always interesting especially when you taught us how to use the blogger thingy. Actually its not really you who taught us how to use it but Shaun, Izwan, Grace and Shu Mei who taught us how to. But I know that its your idea, so thanx ya...&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/20853698-113782087822548798?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113782087822548798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113782087822548798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113782087822548798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113782087822548798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/hw.html' title='HW'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113711974694210689</id><published>2006-01-12T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T06:29:32.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orange????&lt;br /&gt;The colour that brightens up the day(the sun). Opens up the mood of every student in the school. Colour that gives energy for the start of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange, my favourite colour. Make me feel better when I'm down. Give me idea when my brain not working. Enlightens my day when I'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange symbolises the lion. This means the lion symbolises a person's character, example, fierce, stern, strong, strong leadership and many more. I don't have any of those characters mentioned above but wish to have one but not for 'fierce or stern'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange a day keeps the doctor away&lt;br /&gt;better eat orange and stay healthy&lt;br /&gt;or the doctor come chasing you away&lt;br /&gt;so eat now and be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113711974694210689?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113711974694210689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113711974694210689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113711974694210689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113711974694210689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/orange.html' title='Orange'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20853698.post-113703732285014224</id><published>2006-01-11T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:59:30.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnGlIsH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ma first time blogging...wondering how 2 use it?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;COMPLICATED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20853698-113703732285014224?l=attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/feeds/113703732285014224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20853698&amp;postID=113703732285014224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113703732285014224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20853698/posts/default/113703732285014224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attitudegal3e3.blogspot.com/2006/01/english.html' title='EnGlIsH'/><author><name>RaI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12547785162253778572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
