<?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-1733081421280337256</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:08:38.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change your mind like a girl changes clothes.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-499364055384594226</id><published>2009-10-27T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:31:51.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know if I should be thrilled or despondent. Thrilled because I did comparitively better than my school mates, but despondent, because my grades were low. I know, numbers are nothing, but it means alot to me. Why can't I get an A? Well, honestly, no one really does....... But I want to be special. Haha, oh wait. I AM SPECIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a rough year. It's difficult to keep up with this rat race, constantly running, constantly chasing, it is tough. But we get through it. However, some of our friends would be left behind, lagging behind us. Effort comes from us, where we try to steer them back up. However, they chose to reverse instead of accelerating. A few really worked hard, but hard work does not really pay all the time. Sad, how the world works. But this is reality. Why can't I pull them back? Is it really too late for them? Apparently, I suppose...... Another year for them then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely need to pull up my socks for next year. If not, the outcome would be more dire. The year ahead is a tough one, sticky, chewy, just like overcooked beef. Doesn't taste nice, difficult to swallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-499364055384594226?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/499364055384594226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-if-i-should-be-thrilled-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/499364055384594226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/499364055384594226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-if-i-should-be-thrilled-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1595511354978411302</id><published>2009-09-08T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:45:37.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 36, Movies and their extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent and mature rated movies, are they that bad...? Does the society disapprove of them or do they just say it? This topic remains widely controversial. Many &lt;b&gt;depict&lt;/b&gt; these movies as indecent, rebellious, and &lt;b&gt;ignominious.&lt;/b&gt; Well, let's be &lt;b&gt;candid&lt;/b&gt;. Why do these movies make it to the box office weekly? Why do people still watch them, seek for them? Yet, they &lt;b&gt;degrade&lt;/b&gt; and condemn these movies. If you really hate it,do something about it. Criticize it, complain, make a fuss, do not watch it. It doesn't matter to me, if you watch it and admit you love it. What irritates me is the fact that people just say things for the sake of saying it, reprimand others, condemn others, and yet they themselves do it. You can commit wrong, but don't go around lecturing others if you're doing an equally bad act. If you're not comfortable with it, opt for "healthier" options. Tune in to Cartoon Network and watch Tom and Jerry. Maybe this is the only kind of &lt;b&gt;genre&lt;/b&gt; you find acceptable...? No wait, it's violent as well. Jerry always phyically abuses Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1595511354978411302?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1595511354978411302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-36-violent-and-mature-rated-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1595511354978411302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1595511354978411302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-36-violent-and-mature-rated-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-8845870753684886452</id><published>2009-09-08T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:31:23.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 35, Mister Dwarf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dwarf was short. He had a &lt;b&gt;hirsute&lt;/b&gt; chin and a &lt;b&gt;vivacious, whimscal&lt;/b&gt; personality. He could whip up really delicious desserts. Pudding, pies, strawberry cakes, fruit tarts, creme brulee, everything! I bet I just &lt;b&gt;whet&lt;/b&gt; your appetite. Dont look down on or &lt;b&gt;lampoon&lt;/b&gt; on his physical appearance. He has a heart made of gold and courage made of steel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-8845870753684886452?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8845870753684886452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-35-dwarf-was-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8845870753684886452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8845870753684886452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-35-dwarf-was-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2501919364543627116</id><published>2009-09-08T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:22:09.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 34, Behind that workaholic lies......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellie loves and breathes fashion. She is successful in carrying herself well, and living up to everyone's expectations. Her boss praises her for her commendable efforts and she even has a &lt;b&gt;commodious&lt;/b&gt; office to herself. She's often &lt;b&gt;fastiduous&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;tenacious&lt;/b&gt; when at work. This makes some of her colleagues &lt;b&gt;divuldge noisome&lt;/b&gt; rumours of her. However, this is all a &lt;b&gt;facade&lt;/b&gt;. Kellie is nothing like that with her close family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-2501919364543627116?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2501919364543627116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-34-behind-that-workaholic-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2501919364543627116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2501919364543627116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-34-behind-that-workaholic-lies.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1704934943755073360</id><published>2009-09-08T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:23:24.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 33, Mysterious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So he says he's not &lt;b&gt;penitent&lt;/b&gt;?" Kellie is working on a new case with inspector Henry. Apparently, even the &lt;b&gt;connoisseurs&lt;/b&gt; in forensic sciences could not trace the location or origin of the green liquid found in Janice's mouth. DEspite &lt;b&gt;gleaning&lt;/b&gt;information and evidence over ad over again, they could not find anything. This murder case is really complex and &lt;b&gt;occult&lt;/b&gt;. Just where did the green substance come from, and who did it. It all boils down to nothing, and it has been months. However, Kellie would pursue this case to the end, and would not be &lt;b&gt;deterred&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1704934943755073360?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1704934943755073360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-33-so-he-says-hes-not-penitent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1704934943755073360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1704934943755073360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-33-so-he-says-hes-not-penitent.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-4374917889456181837</id><published>2009-09-08T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:24:26.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 32, A simple conversation between 2 perplexed men. HAWHAW EAT THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not only is her reply &lt;b&gt;ambiguous&lt;/b&gt;...... It's so &lt;b&gt;profound&lt;/b&gt;!" What should I do Eric, should I give up on her? She's difficult to comprehend and get along with. Even over &lt;b&gt;trivial&lt;/b&gt; matters, she could make your life miserable. She sees me with &lt;strong&gt;paltry&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm just so &lt;strong&gt;rabid&lt;/strong&gt; over this......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-4374917889456181837?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4374917889456181837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-32-simple-conversation-between-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4374917889456181837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4374917889456181837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-32-simple-conversation-between-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2908466932511081135</id><published>2009-09-08T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:24:02.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 31, Upbringing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;mlieu&lt;/b&gt; that a child grows up in is vital. Parents who use &lt;b&gt;strident&lt;/b&gt; means to instill values in their child are not completely wrong, and it's not an unjustified act. However, they need to make sure that they do not abuse their power and leave a scar on their children's childhood. It is &lt;b&gt;deleterious&lt;/b&gt; for them as they would not be happy and would have a feeling of &lt;b&gt;heresy&lt;/b&gt; not just with their parents but other people as well. Would they turn out to be excessively &lt;b&gt;prudent&lt;/b&gt; people in the society? Something to ponder on :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-2908466932511081135?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2908466932511081135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-31-mlieu-that-child-grows-up-in-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2908466932511081135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2908466932511081135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-31-mlieu-that-child-grows-up-in-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-7697237761015373172</id><published>2009-09-04T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:40:04.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 30, Giselle and the spy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spy girl followed Giselle's moves very closely. Giselle was suspected of being involved in the &lt;b&gt;charlatan&lt;/b&gt;. Well, who could blame the spy girl. Giselle was always donned in &lt;b&gt;gaudy&lt;/b&gt; clothes and had her hair styled after Barbie. Who wouldn't take notice? Furthrmore, her recent activities were rather sneaky and had &lt;b&gt;galvanized&lt;/b&gt; suspicion. What spy girl didn't know was that the real culprit had disbanded their illegal guild and had made their guild &lt;b&gt;extinct&lt;/b&gt; for good. Spy girl sneaked behind Giselle and locked her arms behind her back. Spy girl was &lt;b&gt;mortified&lt;/b&gt;. She had not caught hold of Giselle but a rather feminine looking man......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-7697237761015373172?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7697237761015373172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-30-giselle-and-spy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7697237761015373172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7697237761015373172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-30-giselle-and-spy-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-4470987385440792400</id><published>2009-09-04T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:30:01.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 29, Prima rose dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Acting cheerful and friendly everday was difficult for Ema Rose. Juliet was running for the same role as her, playing the prima ballerina in the concerto. The girl had always despised Ema for being 'oneof the weaker students' in ballet school, and was conceited with herself. What she doesn't know is that Ema had prepared herself well for today and would not lose out to the &lt;b&gt;adversary&lt;/b&gt;. It was Juliet's turn. She skidded across the stage with &lt;b&gt;gusto&lt;/b&gt; and confidence, and then placing her feet in the 5th postion. Her movements were strong yet &lt;b&gt;lithe&lt;/b&gt;, potraying the dance steps in a &lt;b&gt;nondescript&lt;/b&gt; sort of elegance. Juliet was in a state of &lt;b&gt;bliss&lt;/b&gt;. She was going to win. However, a clumsy step had caused her to tumble infront of the panel. She was embarrased and appeared pathetic. Ema did not dare to laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-4470987385440792400?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4470987385440792400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-29-prima-rose-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4470987385440792400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4470987385440792400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-29-prima-rose-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-8520242341774213515</id><published>2009-09-04T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:15:57.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 28, Kellie's desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is soo unfair! Why does Cherry get everything she wants. A sweet sixteen bash, with live bands performing and a dance floor. I bet her cake would be &lt;b&gt;irationally&lt;/b&gt; huge. Call me an &lt;b&gt; avarice&lt;/b&gt;, whatever. I want a life like hers. Sweet, smooth sailing, oh so perfect. She was the epitome of godesses, beautiful, smart, and unbelievably rich. Not forgetting the fact that she's hogged the most popular guy in school! Well, no one can disagree that they were &lt;b&gt;compatible&lt;/b&gt;...... I just feel inferior and &lt;b&gt;disgruntled&lt;/b&gt; about everything. Social life, family life, everything. Perhaps I'm just feeling insecure and &lt;b&gt;insatiable&lt;/b&gt;...? Wrong. She's downright perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-8520242341774213515?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8520242341774213515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-28-kellies-desire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8520242341774213515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8520242341774213515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-28-kellies-desire.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-7436237960400880587</id><published>2009-09-04T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:06:03.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 27, Climbing towards the sky&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chace Greenfield was no child &lt;b&gt;prodigy&lt;/b&gt;. He had no talent and no......, well frankly, brains. He was all brawns and smile, that handsome face of his, with his alluring blue eyes. Chasing his &lt;b&gt;ardent&lt;/b&gt; dreams of conquering Mount Everest, Chace attended gym sessions for over 2 years without fail. He wanted to succeed. He was going to dash foward, &lt;b&gt;culminate&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;pinnacle&lt;/b&gt;, and come back victorious. He would not &lt;b&gt;falter&lt;/b&gt; to go back even if his mother disapproves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-7436237960400880587?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7436237960400880587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-27-climbing-towards-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7436237960400880587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7436237960400880587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-27-climbing-towards-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1424605213542073425</id><published>2009-09-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:52:35.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 26, Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellie grabbed the latest issue of &lt;b&gt;Vogue&lt;/b&gt; magazine and a pull-over sweater. She was heading to her best friend's house and needed to kill some time during the long busride from Hemsville to the upper east side. Hopping onto the bus, Kellie positioned herself into a comfortable seat at the back of the bus. As usual, Vogue magazine &lt;b&gt;evinced&lt;/b&gt; the latest spring collections of the year. The clothes although &lt;b&gt;prevalent&lt;/b&gt;, were pretty and stylish. Such a &lt;b&gt;lucrative&lt;/b&gt; business, she thought to herself. The magazine company must be earning tons of money judging by the number of copies they sell monthly. However, it was a rare opportunity to get hired by such big companies. One would also need &lt;b&gt;intristic&lt;/b&gt; fashion sense. Kellie finally got off the bus and strolled towards the mansion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1424605213542073425?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1424605213542073425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-26-fashionable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1424605213542073425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1424605213542073425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-26-fashionable.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2882210911059633348</id><published>2009-08-24T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:09:45.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 25, She Left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far away, a &lt;strong&gt;conflagaration&lt;/strong&gt; broke out. I rushed there as far as I could. The direction of the smoke seems to be coming from my apartment. The situation was hectic, people shouting and crying for their loved ones. My brain stopped functioning. It must be them, the people chasing after me day after day. They are ruthless, commiting arson in my estate, to my home! I might owe them money, but they should have been more patient. I plunged out towards the rescue team. I had left my grandmother alone at home. I was impatient, scared, in deep &lt;strong&gt;rue&lt;/strong&gt;. If only I had not tried my luck in the stock market, my life would not be spiralling downwards towards doom. I was foolish, did not know any better. I innocently pawned my years of &lt;strong&gt;hoarded&lt;/strong&gt; money into buying shares and venturing out into the stock market. As I prayed hard for her to be alright, a corpse was being carried out. The deceased's face was unrecognisable from the burns and the scars. I shivered in horror and buried my face into my palms in devastation. I knew it was my grandmother. Her pendant was still hanging loosely on her neck. I &lt;strong&gt;erupted&lt;/strong&gt; in tears. With watery eyes and trembling hands, I lunged towards her to give her my last hug. At this moment, I felt dizzy. I saw my life turn into &lt;strong&gt;deloris&lt;/strong&gt; as people stared at me. I saw nothing but black. &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-2882210911059633348?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2882210911059633348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-25-she-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2882210911059633348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2882210911059633348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-25-she-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2631625789487149064</id><published>2009-08-24T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:46:45.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;Week 24, Two Hearts Make One.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart comes from two hearts. With Adam and Eve, we've established this mindset. Love is a &lt;b&gt;universal&lt;/b&gt; belief, coming in different forms and from different people. It can come as an act, a feeling, or a clandenstine thought harboured deep within you. Sometimes it gives you warmth and happiness, other times, it gives you the worst. How it really started, or how it &lt;b&gt;originated&lt;/b&gt;, noone really knows. Is it Adam and Eve, or the primitive mammals centuries ago...... The topic on love may be &lt;b&gt;taboo&lt;/b&gt; to some, being unfamiliar with its nature and all. However, with no love, can this world survive? I'm afraid not. Who would deliver homeless and hungry kids from salvation? Who would protect and nurture their children? There'll be noone you love, and noone to love. Do not strike out love because of fear. &lt;b&gt;Vulnerability&lt;/b&gt; comes when you have been hurt before. Why not give yourself and someone else another chance? Our lives would be &lt;b&gt;inanimated&lt;/b&gt; and dull in the absence of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-2631625789487149064?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2631625789487149064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-24-two-hearts-make-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2631625789487149064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2631625789487149064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-24-two-hearts-make-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1078623446524244514</id><published>2009-08-24T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:35:07.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;Week 23, Sorry Too Late.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is over. Life is meaningless. This fate is worse than &lt;b&gt;mortality&lt;/b&gt;. Jon Hudson was held responsible for a murder. He had to serve a &lt;b&gt;decade's&lt;/b&gt; imprisonment as a &lt;b&gt;compensatory&lt;/b&gt; punishment. He stared at the floor, hard and cold. He knew what he had done is unforgivable. Not only is he sorry to the victim's family. He had done himself wrong. He had let his mother down. His life now is &lt;b&gt;analogous&lt;/b&gt; to Arthur, the man whom he had despised years ago. Up till today, he never thought that he would follow in the footsteps of this man. Father and son share the same &lt;b&gt;catastrophic&lt;/b&gt; state.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1078623446524244514?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1078623446524244514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-23-sorry-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1078623446524244514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1078623446524244514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-23-sorry-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-590978587788315695</id><published>2009-08-24T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:22:16.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;Week 22, Knot Untied&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she do that, wrecking their marriage. Claiming that she has an ugly &lt;b&gt;covert&lt;/b&gt; about Jenny, that Chace was &lt;b&gt;indifferent&lt;/b&gt; towards Jenny, not loving her anymore. All stories, all lies, all &lt;b&gt;fabricated&lt;/b&gt;. She was cunning, menacing, absolutely unbelievable. She had &lt;b&gt;deluded&lt;/b&gt; the couple, made use of them, and tore them apart. She got what she wanted, destroying true happiness. That mother of Chace, selfish and too proud to accept Jenny. She felt that they were from two different worlds, and that Jenny was &lt;b&gt;incompatible&lt;/b&gt; with Chace. Jenny was not good enough for her son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-590978587788315695?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/590978587788315695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-22-knot-untied-how-could-she-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/590978587788315695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/590978587788315695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-22-knot-untied-how-could-she-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-4275660883385625442</id><published>2009-08-24T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T03:12:20.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;Week 21, That Lucky Millionaire.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that man with his &lt;b&gt;fulsome opulence&lt;/b&gt;, the way he spends money is absurd. Have you seen his house? Yes, his house. That enormous open field... looking out towards the scape, with an infinity pool, oh &lt;b&gt;nirvana&lt;/b&gt;. You've seen it? His garden. Big, round compound, certainly. Oh &lt;b&gt;lush&lt;/b&gt; greenery, trees, shrubs, plants, fruits, flora, everything! His closet, like a rock star's. Full of suits, jackets, shoes. The smell of leather, the smell of 192 cologne. Oh..., what &lt;b&gt;materialism&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-4275660883385625442?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4275660883385625442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-21-that-lucky-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4275660883385625442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4275660883385625442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-21-that-lucky-millionaire.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1330717095006204114</id><published>2009-07-10T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:13:41.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Picture One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an elderly home. There is an ongoing activity being organized in the home. Perhaps the elderly home has hired nurses to keep the elderly company, so as to relieve them of boredom and to enable them to interact with people from the outside world. Hence, they would not feel left out or unwanted from society. The nurses are tossing a large ball in the middle of the circle, so as to engage all of them in this activity. No one would feel left out and can enjoy the game. I think that all of us, being the new generation to society, should help to look after the people who have helped us built our current world, the elders. Without them, we would be no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had little interaction with my grandparents as they passed away when I was young...... However, I still remember some of my treasured moments with them. When I was small, just about the height of the dining table, I would creep into the kitchen to steal my grandma's cookies. She was old, wrinkled, and very friendly. She would never reprimand or blame me for anything I did. Instead, she would be there to guide me and comfort me in times of need. Even if I was caught for elevating myself on a stool, attempting to grab a cookie, she would still let me get away with it, telling me gently that if I had asked politely, she would have given it to me. Since then, I have always asked for what I want and would never steal anything again. Even if I didn't get it, I would remember my grandmother's sweet voice and work hard for it instead of making trouble over it. It wasn't long before she passed away......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a group of children building sandcastles on the beach. There is an adult guiding them how to build one as well. I think that they are in some kind of sandcastle competition! I see other groups of children behind as well, piling up the sand to form their desired sandcastles. People can get really creative with their sandcastles. I even spot someone piling up sand on another's body. They seem to be having so much fun, I wish I could do this sometime too. However, I've got no time. This is why we should enjoy our childhood to the maximum and live life to the fullest before we age. As you grow older, you'll have greater problems and responsibilities. Hence, we should live in happiness everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course! I think that children nowadays are always cooped up at home playing computer games. They should get out more often to grab a snack or head to the park/beach with their friends! What kind of childhood deprives you of friends? One should frequently find time to spend with their family and friends not only to widen your social circle but to also prepare yourself for the future. In the outside world, not everything comes down to your grades. People will judge you on how you present yourself and how well you speak! By staying home daily, we can't learn all of these skills. Reading up about these on the internet will only give you a rough idea, but cannot give you priceless firsthand experience. Even children around four years old are addicted to gaming. Some of them have their own psps even! This is a shock to me as I was one of those kids who would drag my mom and friends out to go to the movies or theme parks instead of idling at home playing games! When children stay at home everyday, they'll miss out on the joys of the outdoors. Picking flowers, chasing butterflies, or even riding double bikes! Imagine how many lesser friends you'll have! So get out, and get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These students and their teacher are probably in the Physics lab. I recognize the experiment above and I've done it before. The teacher is explaining the procedures to them, or either commenting/correcting their experiment. Thus, the gloomy faces. They must have already collected their set of data and might have to start from scratch! I know how it feels, as I've erred many times before and it gets really fustrating to re-collect data. Especially after you have drawn your graphs! Imagine having to erase everything and re-plot it. Their teacher however, seems to be really patient with them, explaining to them their mistakes with a smile on her face. I wouldn't mind doing it all over again if she was my teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation Five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love Art! We get to sit real close to one another. I like to sit in groups, just like in Kindergarten. Everyone could talk at a comfortable distance and we would be able to work together. Art is a joy and a form of self expression for me. I love to paint and draw using attractive colours, or even dull colours. I like the way the shapes and patterns fall nicely on the canvas, producing different master pieces. Recently, I even made two trips to the Singapore Arts Museum to have a look. I can proudly say that I've got lots of patience and a pair of really steady hands! I could sit down for hours, pasting crystals on my phone one at a time. Each crystal is barely 1cm! Imagine the hard work put into it. Thus, I'd love to own a boutique or a cafe, where I can display my collection of art work and whip up yummy treats for everyone. I could even design my own line of chic wear. Of course, I have a business mind as well. It won't be free! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of people cleaning the hawker centre. I think that they are doing a part in keeping the neighbourhood clean. They must be the residents as they are so passionate about it. It raises much awareness most probably because of the state it was in before. There msut have been complains about the hawker centre being dirty or that the hygiene standard was low, thus attracting alot of pests and chasing away patrons. They must be trying to salvage the situation and make up for those comments. When everyone works together, things get done much faster. Hence, I believe that they can rebuild the standards of the hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation Seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a semi-D. Sometimes, it is difficult to keep every inch of the house clean as there are three floors to maintain. Climbing up the stairs is also a chore for me. I admit that I'm rather lazy and do not like to do house hold chores. However, being a perfectionist and a neat freak covers up that fact. I would make sure that my books are lined up straight, every label facing the same direction, and every item placed in a box. My room rarely has books lying around and my bed is always neatly made up. I would fluff up my pillows and cushions and arrange them neatly over the quilt cover, making sure that there are no creases on the bed sheet or blanket. Many have commented that my bed is extremely up to standard! I also have a fetish for pretty and dainty little objects, and every detail has to be pretty and neat. Thus, I would keep it clean and will arrange every single item nicely. Even the kitchen ware is not spared! Me and my mom will shop for the cutest things around and stack them neatly at home! Imagine the neatness and the eye for detail. You'll be quite surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Nine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students are wearing lab coats, doing some kind of experiment in the school's lab. It must be related to life science, as I've taken part in the course our school has arranged for us. From my experience, I can deduce that the students are streaking bacteria on the jelly plates! Who says I don't pay attention! They seem to be having fun as there is no other way to enjoy this course unless you apply for it. It is also different from sitting in the humid classroom all day, listening to the teacher's monotone voice over and over again. You actually get to do something hands-on. This kind of lessons would further interest us students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation Nine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the traits to be a designer or business woman. I like to draw and extend my imagination, and I absolutely enjoy making profits! Haha. Thus, I love two subjects in school very much. Math and Art are my top favourites! I would like to study them further in University, as I feel that there are greater opportunities there. The timetable there is rather relaxed, hence, I would have time to pursue other aspects of my life as well! I could take up a business major, and further my design studies at the design school near Cityhall. Or perhaps I could take up architectural studies, thus, I can design and earn money at the same time! My options are wide for pursuing what I love as long as I keep up my interests. But first, I'll have to do well in Secondary school first. Hahaha :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1330717095006204114?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1330717095006204114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1330717095006204114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1330717095006204114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-6079358705727279023</id><published>2009-03-12T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:52:00.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 19, Recession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a&lt;strong&gt; legion&lt;/strong&gt; of people with&lt;strong&gt; pecuniary&lt;/strong&gt; disabilities currently due to the recession. The US market was hit badly, &lt;strong&gt;restricting&lt;/strong&gt; the funds of not only the larger companies but its government as well. Loss of jobs is also &lt;strong&gt;rife&lt;/strong&gt; as companies are unable to support the wages of their employees. However, the world funds has decided to &lt;strong&gt;underwrite&lt;/strong&gt; the companies to aid them in regaining their status and business, so as to enable them to function as per normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-6079358705727279023?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/6079358705727279023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-19-recession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/6079358705727279023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/6079358705727279023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-19-recession.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2196558184382254532</id><published>2009-03-12T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T05:47:32.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 18, Love in the winding roads of Paris.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jump_up_by_MaryOnCarillon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/Jump_up_by_MaryOnCarillon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My lover, my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was a dare devil without fear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spontaneous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mysterious, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aloof to what he sees or hears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not a typical &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of others' beliefs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Does all he loves, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;romping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down the streets of Paris,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And he sings, he jumps, he strums his guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, but when he sings you'll need a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;barometer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His mischief fades into his sweet nature,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eyes dazzling like the reflection of the stars in the sea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is humming my favourite tune from our last anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How I &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crave&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for his tender love and affection,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That magically stops all time and motion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once again, he sings, he jumps, he strums his guitar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Way back into my heart......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jump_up_by_MaryOnCarillon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wah seh, this is by far the best I've written I think...... To think that I've got so much creativity. (Hint hint) Ha ha ha, I myself can't believe what I'm seeing. But I'm not sure if it's really that good. Alot of effort was put into it okay! 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6OR2xTzsZg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6OR2xTzsZg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&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/1733081421280337256-2196558184382254532?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2196558184382254532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-18-love-in-winding-roads-of-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2196558184382254532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2196558184382254532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-18-love-in-winding-roads-of-paris.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-2644819866663235553</id><published>2009-03-12T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T05:19:19.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 17, Scammed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a furious number of cases related to a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in the neighbourhoods of Singapore. The suspected ringleader, Foo Jia Wei, is taken behind the bars for probation. From reliable sources, these swindlers are known to peddle around form place to place, targeting at gullible elderly people. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manifold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of them are aged between 55 to 70. These swindlers would approach their clueless targets and provide &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fallacious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; information on the product that they are selling, which claims to aid in curing diseases. The grey powdery substance is found to be harmful to the body, and could indirectly cause liver cancer. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concocting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; such a scheme is indeed ruthless. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perpetrating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; such a crime could result in a jail term of a few years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-2644819866663235553?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/2644819866663235553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-17-scammed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2644819866663235553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/2644819866663235553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-17-scammed.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-7748815860569713226</id><published>2009-03-12T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T05:11:53.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 16, Maggie is a Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie is known to be a social butterfly in the entertainment industry. She is constantly described as&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;altruistic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amorous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Reports of her going to the aid of her close friends and family are rife in the gossip magazines. Her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;coterie&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of other rich and famous stars are heard to be extremely supportive of her career. She gets numerous positive comments from many others. S Magazine interviewed her close pal, Holly. When S Magazine asked whether &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cupidity&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would lead to a change in Maggie's character, Holly immediately shook her head and insisted that her mega star friend was nothing of that sort, and was a person with high morale standard.&lt;br /&gt;However, Maggie is reportedly seeing a tycoon who is legally married. Hence, the media is increasingly concerned and invades her privacy every now and then. Don't worry loyal fans, Maggie receives quality &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bulwark&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from her large army of body guards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-7748815860569713226?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7748815860569713226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-16-maggie-is-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7748815860569713226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7748815860569713226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-16-maggie-is-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-1430635372037696916</id><published>2009-03-12T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T05:01:58.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 15, Convicted Robber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alleged&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;accomplice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the robbery last week had been caught. Aaron Samson, standing at 1.7m tall, was spotted by the local marine police at Mermaid harbour. He was arrested at approximately 3.15am, just when the marine police were heading back to shore from their patrolling duty. He was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;culpable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of not only robbery but of drug abuse and human trafficking as well. He came from an&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;extrinsic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; land, and was looking for an opportunity to target our nation's finest jewellery stores. Despite being questioned repeatedly, he &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;persevered&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to his claim that he was innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-1430635372037696916?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/1430635372037696916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-15-convicted-robber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1430635372037696916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/1430635372037696916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-15-convicted-robber.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-7976572732408986568</id><published>2009-03-12T03:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:18:48.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 14, We are powerful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some feel that girls are inferior to boys, that girls are unable to run businesses and companies as well as man, that we're not suitable to lead. Although this thought seems a little traditional, it still exists till this day. This &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stereotype&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of girls being weaker and having no&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;valor&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is getting &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nettling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like men, women &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aspire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to start a family, be successful in their career, and to make a stand in society. It is definitely unsurprising for women to carve a name for themselves and surpass men in work and abilities. Many influential and successful business dealers are actually women. One such example is Jean Yip, who has salon and spa outlets in every corner of our island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women pursue their ambitions and put aside all these &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biased&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; beliefs. We, women, can also come out to the work force and prove our worth. We are not only fit for cooking and cleaning, taking care of our children's and husband's needs, but also to make a name for ourselves our abilities to be recognized by society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-7976572732408986568?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/7976572732408986568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-14-we-are-powerful-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7976572732408986568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/7976572732408986568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-14-we-are-powerful-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-595340901727543287</id><published>2009-03-12T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T03:09:27.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 13, Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropping downwards, deep into a certain unknown was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;incontrovertably&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt; frightening. The scary part was not finding yourself trapped in the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ultimate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; darkness, but was the other mysteries you might encounter there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Jerry gestured me to move foward. I shone my torchlight ahead and led them towards another tunnel. At that time, the only thing I had on my mind was to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curtail&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the journey here and to find an escape route. We &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeopardized&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our lives by walking through the unknown, not knowing what lies ahead, trying our luck. Alas, ahead was a small tunnel, emitting glaring sunlight, leading us to our &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haven&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, our hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-595340901727543287?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/595340901727543287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-13-adventure-dropping-downwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/595340901727543287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/595340901727543287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-13-adventure-dropping-downwards.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-5179883754226460052</id><published>2009-01-21T20:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:17:34.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can one improve on his/her English skills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I feel that language is a subject that requires consistency in learning. You can only improve if you work hard for months, but you cannot do so in just a week or so. Hence, much effort, perserverance, and determination is needed to do well in this particular subject. Thus, it is possible to do well, and it eventually comes down to the amount of effort you put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading is not only a form of enjoyment, but can also help to extend one's vocabulary, and to aid the reader in forming good sentences. Naturally, you would be able to produce marvellous essays as you read another person's work. You might not realise it, but in the process of reading, the thoughts that you accumulated on a particular line or text, can actually help you to further develop your thoughts. Your essays would have better content, and your language will definitely improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-5179883754226460052?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/5179883754226460052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-one-improve-on-hisher-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/5179883754226460052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/5179883754226460052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-one-improve-on-hisher-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-4161384919494844164</id><published>2009-01-21T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:16:34.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 12, The Little Nonya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Nonya has recently been announced as the most watched Mediacorp drama in 15 years, receiving high ratings daily, and the love of many locals. It has defeated many other &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;prestigious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; drama titles, and is definitely worth watching. Nonya culture is very vibrant and interesting, having a really long heritage. Their cuisines are mouth watering, and their costumes, very attractive and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flamboyant&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, I feel that Joanne Peh and Zzen Zhang have acted really well, and deserve much praise. Joanne Peh acts as a rich and kind hearted young mistress of a rich family. However, she turns mentally unstable in the later part of the story, due to some traumatic experiences she has to deal with. I think that she should be given a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remuneration&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for her wonderful take on of the role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzen Zhang, who took on the role of Robert Zhang, a nasty, fiery tempered, rich businessman, fared rather well too. He was able to make others &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;timourous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of him, and was an outstanding "bad guy". Many viewers have responded to his evil ways, and his role received alot of publicity and commentaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the 5 minute alternate ending of the show, was such a let down. Not only did it not make a difference to the actual plot, but it was too short and rather senseless. Many people have complained about it, and it has gained numerous &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diatribes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Despite this, I still feel that the drama is enjoyable to watch, and can get one hooked onto its complicated plot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-4161384919494844164?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/4161384919494844164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-12-journal-entry-little-nonya-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4161384919494844164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/4161384919494844164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-12-journal-entry-little-nonya-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-8334216181550820700</id><published>2009-01-21T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:16:23.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Week 11, First few weeks of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started for quite some time already, and it has been really hard to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elapse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by. I realised that the people in my class are really &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zealous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and they've got lots of interesting things to share. I'm currently elated to be in three dilligence. The days ahead would be quite memorable, and rather playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mixed around with my classmates, and we've even gone out together! They constantly love to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around, and keeps making me laugh non-stop. However, the work load is getting tougher, where we have more things to memorise, and difficult questions to tackle. I frequently get &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garbled&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by all the science facts, and is a complete green horn to practical assesments, probably because I haven't been doing them well the past two years......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'm really trying my best to obtain great results, and to study more often. I will also read my notes &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comprehensively&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to make sure I do not miss out on any points. This way, I would be able to understand better, and will be able to catch up faster with the rest of my classmates. I wish I can do well for my exams, and I want to spend more time with my lovely classmates too! So much to do, so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1733081421280337256-8334216181550820700?l=mixtapeloves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/feeds/8334216181550820700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-11-journal-entry-school-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8334216181550820700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1733081421280337256/posts/default/8334216181550820700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mixtapeloves.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-11-journal-entry-school-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Wendy (S)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07167730078310570484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YA9x1NZA-Xg/SOzl-QiZIxI/AAAAAAAAB14/Xw94F1QZGjo/S220/1_591443458l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1733081421280337256.post-879673485026686685</id><published>2009-01-14T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T06:34:54.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i401.photobucket.com/albums/pp94/Playsuitparty/Big_Sunnies_by_blah_itsyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, welcome to Mixtapeloves.bs.com. 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