<?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-22484443</id><updated>2011-11-15T16:46:05.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits of here and theres</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-3017810832467294950</id><published>2007-09-03T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T08:51:36.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just cuz</title><content type='html'>just cuz chu yueh isnt updating her blog. i, her assistant, decide to do it for her just one last time. just cuz i love her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-187103c0b25089de" 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href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/3017810832467294950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=3017810832467294950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/3017810832467294950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/3017810832467294950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-cuz.html' title='just cuz'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-304238110777619309</id><published>2007-06-13T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:56:29.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;chu yueh misses belle alot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;belle misses chu yueh alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they both miss each other... alot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chicken pie luckie pie. you know that you love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look what i found in fga's magazine in the late 80s! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075314692580854690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Rm8j0p6aS6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/p_qG0Kt0A3o/s400/P1130617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075314696875822002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Rm8j056aS7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/mbVEcvUzY_g/s400/P1130629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahahah look closer. read all 12 rules... ehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ciazooooo mouse!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-304238110777619309?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/304238110777619309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=304238110777619309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/304238110777619309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/304238110777619309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2007/06/chu-yueh-misses-belle-alot-belle-misses.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Rm8j0p6aS6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/p_qG0Kt0A3o/s72-c/P1130617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-751539240209959674</id><published>2007-04-24T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T21:59:17.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Ri4M9ZGxSoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_x3yTgPUns/s1600-h/look+at+yueh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056993680434481794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Ri4M9ZGxSoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_x3yTgPUns/s320/look+at+yueh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I LOVE YOU CHU YUEH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you really put joy in my heart!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-751539240209959674?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/751539240209959674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=751539240209959674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/751539240209959674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/751539240209959674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-you-chu-yueh-you-really-put-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79lFV66hWmY/Ri4M9ZGxSoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/a_x3yTgPUns/s72-c/look+at+yueh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-1807268111551172448</id><published>2007-03-19T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T16:18:29.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>its a new year! its 3 months slower here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heres a few updates on..  my interesting life! eheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has to be interesting or else why would people bug... no wait &lt;strong&gt;continually&lt;/strong&gt; bug me to update my blog?? the more often people say 'update' it means my life is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plus one&lt;/span&gt; even more interesting.. thats why youre so keen to know right? ahahha RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well life is good! having holidays now. went out with denise elselyn and aron the other day at the curve... yes the curve is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for people who has great curves. felt so out! but i have to say.. ive improved. eating pears for dinner.. it helps! ahaha sang at redbox like we were crazyyy people..but thats the fun part of it.. live life to the fullest! its only a few times you get to do crazy things! not like some people! ahem.. i shall not mention names. you know who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also went out with debra nita the diva! and on saturday with hang, cheng and belle. we ate like PIGS ok! until i forgot that i had to go for college leaders meeting! i knew i just knew that there was something on but i couldnt remember what it was! no wonder my brother was out so late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there you go.. a small little update about erm.. my interesting life. God really answered your prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried.. but really nothing beats reading what the real chu yueh have to say in her blog and no. youre not fat dearest chu yueh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-1807268111551172448?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/1807268111551172448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=1807268111551172448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/1807268111551172448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/1807268111551172448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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-22484443.post-116466391802551911</id><published>2006-11-28T05:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T05:45:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be back!</title><content type='html'>Alright, finally an entry after an overdue absence …. What?!?! I had to look after my newborn!!  …….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured a good excuse would justify my absence =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok … so latest update on my life …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll know you’re fat when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go downstairs saying you’re hungry having missed dinner due to a late lunch,  seeking some sympathy and loving from your ma but instead have those wonderful thoughts give way to " go peel a pear la, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THAT WOULD BE GOOD FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!” with the sweetest smile one can give with a dagger sticking out from in between the teeth, smelling of sympathy ….. she said that not once but &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on separate occasions! ….. yes, guess God heard my prayer for a conformation…. I have had 2 pear dinners for the pass few days ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your pa ,&lt;br /&gt;He walks up to you, holds you by the arm and says with much ( or so he made it seem) hesitation .. “What happened to you? You weren’t like this before?” and like my ma gives me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heart melting smile so potent it brings out the puppy dog eyes in the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;….. It reads,  “ no dear! It doesn’t mean I love you?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Get a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between parents and the media?&lt;br /&gt;-The media don’t build you a false sense of love to make the truth more hurtful, the media truly loves you for the YOU they are making you to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIGHT STRESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering if we could start a fattys’ club….? What do ya’ll say besties? NiNi?  Nene? Nunu? We will start a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAND NEW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form of pressure!! Wanna join our happening &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ohsome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fullsome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Wowsome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;club? GET FAT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Imagined scenario)&lt;br /&gt;We all start eating on our chocolate brownies with ice-cream hearts overflowing with satisfaction from a guilt free indulgence (every girl’s dream), smiling from ear to ear, overwhelmed with content. We would even be chatting about how good it feels to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEYOND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (psychologically) the downside “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” and *gag*….. (huh? )…. * gag and gag again*…. the ice cream on our spoon slips itself to the ground and gets covered with crumbs and dirt, the chocolate melts AWAY to reveal the foreign substance with a rusty shade of&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spawning atop my brownies while we choke up our food upon realization that our dream is only of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fantasy’s reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;……We look at all the everything and everyone with disgust …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall get back to my pear now …… Its good! It really is!............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Nini and Nene ? I believe u know who u are, Nunu? …. You are my iswara friend! We hung out on the night of the most awesomest weather under the freaking plain starless Malaysian sky (still disappointed), lying ontop of your boot talking the night away! We rock la ….u are deeply missed …. WE MUST DO IT AGAIN!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantasy's reality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;-- combo of the day!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-116466391802551911?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/116466391802551911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=116466391802551911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/116466391802551911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/116466391802551911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-good-to-be-back_28.html' title='It&apos;s good to be back!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-115653361170506603</id><published>2006-08-26T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T03:20:11.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning and ( belive it or not) sang my mom a song which hd been bubbling inside of me the whole time i was sleeping . i'm sure you've had experienced it before! Waking up in the morning with a tune stuck in your head, as though you had been singing it all through out your sleep. The song summed up every heart felt emotion and gratitude i felt towards my mom. So once again, this song goes out to her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;JENG JENG JENG JENG ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME ON ME YOU'RE ALREADY THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JENG JENG JENG JENG ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME ON ME YOU'RE ALREADY THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD!!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GET OUT!! GO TO COLLEGE!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEAVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-115653361170506603?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/115653361170506603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=115653361170506603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115653361170506603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115653361170506603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-woke-up-this-morning-and-belive-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-115556212725243756</id><published>2006-08-14T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:28:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The funniest thng happened to me today. i think it was god planned! he heard all your fervent prayers!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on my way home from 1U with my mom after some present hunting when we stopped by at SS 2 to grab an early dinner. " oooh pasar malam tonight, wonder if we'll be able to get a place to ......" and before i could finish mom goes " oh look! there's a space! but aiyo.... the stupid motorbike (please allow me to re-empahsize on the word stupid for my mother STOOOOPID motorbkike)is there la..don't think the car can fit....." i gave my mom a look which simply read sit back and get ready to be AMAZED!" have no fear! LIM CHU YUEH is here!!!" i backed into the lot with amazing skill, inched out, inced in and inched out and ... well you get the point..... viola!!!! the car was parked perfectly. A parking so good that it might actually make my brothers reconsider into treating me like a girl!.. My mom, " wuah you not bad ar you!" and gets out of the car..** muah takes a moment to kembang, and then another"... and i got out too!! ..... WITH THE ENGINE STILL RUNNING !!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! ....... the expression my mom had on her face when i got out of the car, folded my arms and waited for her to lock the car was beyond "HUH??"....it was sooooo terribly funny .....definitely a good laugh after quite some time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pppppssssssssssfffffffttttt!!! ....... that was my head deflating......haih......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-115556212725243756?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/115556212725243756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=115556212725243756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115556212725243756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115556212725243756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/08/funniest-thng-happened-to-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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-22484443.post-115212616861212232</id><published>2006-07-06T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T04:38:08.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"......I'm getting something ..... yes .... i feel something ....... YES ! we've got a pulse ! !!! SHE'S BREATHING !!! THERE IS ...........................................................&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L-I-F-E !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, this girl who over confidently set up her blog and thought she'd at least have the discipline to post an entry every fortnight obviously lived to prove everyone ....This (below), is her testimony she lived to tell ...a living testimony indeed! a true wonder of a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She had her back turned towards the direction she came from. She had nothing else to think of, to fear, to worry about...but on getting to the other side of the light. She was certain that there was something that awaits her behind that intimidating light. But she knew better than to be afraid, for she had watched enough of "Ghost Whisperer" to know and be convinced that only eternal peace awaits her behind the bright light . But her friends whose's voices can clearly be heard from the end of the narrow almost forsaken path that lays across the field from the light were coaxing her towards their direction which seemed to only lead to a life of bondage and suffering. They belt out words of encouragement that came in the form of jolts to her heart, and she feels her body and will to get to the other side slowly weakening with every jolt. Just as she clutched her chest to feel the slightest relief to the pain, she feels a pair of strong invisible hands grab her from the back and pull her down the treacherous path with a thrust, back to the world of&lt;/span&gt; ............ &lt;strong&gt;to&lt;/strong&gt;............&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;back to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;................ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO???!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where i am now.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess this marks the revival of my blog?....... Yes, peer pressure can drive u to do things u'd never imagine u'd do&lt;/span&gt;.....MOREOVER DO IT TWICE !! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD HEAVENS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOOD LORD !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've just had a vision of it happening&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But for now, you can expect more of me in my blog again ! See ??? God did hear your prayers !! It has to be in tune with his &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; plan for it to be granted !d=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-115212616861212232?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/115212616861212232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=115212616861212232' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115212616861212232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/115212616861212232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-114191376740974715</id><published>2006-03-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:16:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We all have our stories of embarassing moments. Stories that we so often blush at in the privacy of our room. And every now and then sumthing would happen, and the dated moment bearing the tittle "most embarassing moment" would get taken over by a more recent happening. A more recent story, something raw that can still send your hand across your own face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few embarassing moments i've come to know in the past:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Letting out your brightest smile to everyone you come in contact with only to realize that you left black pepper all over ur teeth form your previous meal. (guilty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Knocking down a white kid in midvalley playing "race you there!"(amanda.bahkut..bahkut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Stepping right into a drain and &lt;strong&gt;TOO&lt;/strong&gt; desperately try to mend ur injured ego(ian),thanks to good friends who stood by to luagh which made this all funnier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tripping over your own foot(walking) without anyone within a 3 metre radius while playing futsal(sheen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Going up to a man and hold his hand thinking it was your father. (guilty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Leaning forward to put a shirt into the suitcase not realizing .........(rose, u owe me BIG TIME !!!)......how i wish i could share this with my dear readers. It'd be such a laugh man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after all aff the embarrassing moments stated at the above, nothing beats buying thre months worth of pads on a single receipt.this has undoubtfully been quite the embarrassing highlight of the season ...YOU TRY IT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: maybe one day when i'm free i'd my readers an excluxive insight on why such tragedy bestruck the white LITTLE boy....nyek nyek nyek......i was one of the good friend along with another who stood by and watched.(no we weren't laughing). I did feel for her..... in my own little way=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-114191376740974715?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/114191376740974715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=114191376740974715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114191376740974715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114191376740974715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-all-have-our-stories-of-embarassing.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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-22484443.post-114112741763509455</id><published>2006-02-28T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:13:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have exactly 20 days left till I go for a three month slim down(hopefully) programme. All this for free! FREE!!! Lodging, meals, trnasportation....all included, what's more they pay you RM100 a month! Even Marie France Bodyline cannot come up with an offer as great as this! All they want is to see the before and after results of the programme. The only catch is that we will have to stay at their quarters for the full course.They provide free tanning services, body tonning , motivation seminars, water sports,and remember, it's for FREE!!......so tell me someone.......&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY AM I STILL FEELING THE WAY I'M FEELING ???!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..may be i'm just too over demanding .... maybe i want it to be longer! 3 months and a week! 3 months and 2 weeks!!!........yeah right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the goverment should publicise the programme in the same way i did .....so much more appealing don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of this programme , i'm gonna miss:&lt;br /&gt;1) My Dog(i've cried over it already.... i love my dog)&lt;br /&gt;2) My family ?? (Have yet to find out....)&lt;br /&gt;3) The comfort of my own room&lt;br /&gt;4) Secondary school leaders retreat(literally)&lt;br /&gt;5) YC&lt;br /&gt;6) Friends and Foes&lt;br /&gt;7) My freedom of sleeping in till late &lt;strike&gt;morning&lt;/strike&gt; afternoon&lt;br /&gt;8) EATING BBBBBBBAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!.......aih..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-114112741763509455?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/114112741763509455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=114112741763509455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114112741763509455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114112741763509455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-exactly-20-days-left-till-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-114002998176649066</id><published>2006-02-16T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:59:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out to chillis for my birthday. And i thot birthday girls were suppose to get all the attetion .....sure didn't happen for me! stupid Wing Sun ......&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time celebrating my birthday(sorta)...truly a night to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SWEET (n) 18 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some pics for my readers ...if any ...ENJOY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/1600/IMG_5380.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/320/IMG_5380.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/1600/IMG_5382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/320/IMG_5382.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/1600/IMG_5415cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/973/2287/320/IMG_5415cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 What can i say?? it takes to girls to complete a man.&lt;br /&gt;                    One for the height, the other for the size.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-114002998176649066?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/114002998176649066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=114002998176649066' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114002998176649066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/114002998176649066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/02/went-out-to-chillis-for-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22484443.post-113999166783758701</id><published>2006-02-15T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:29:22.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And what did i get for my first birthday present for year 2006 ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A BLOG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if i should call it a curse.... either way my gift, my curse ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's my birthday and will update more tonight maybe ?? i shld la .... this kinda enthusiasm doesn't last long and shld enjoy it before it becomes a chore ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My valentine, we didn't get to know much of each other untill last year. And yesterday,we spent the whole day in my room , all alone doing what couples would do. And even before the day had started , i had decided that i would be the initiator of everything, i wanted him to leave happy. We had with us hot milo to help us get cozy and we started reminiscing. As memories of the time we use to spent together filled the air, the right moment came. I had to do something before the moment pass us by!!My decision i had made earlier surfaced to my consiousness. So i cornered him against the wall..... gently, i pressed my hands against his mouth and immediately felt it tighten beneath my fingertips, i slowly made my way down his body with my eyes closed, visualizing and taking pleasure at every curve on his face , ....and then his body ...it was toned... all the way down to the hands .... with my body was close enough , i partially rested my weight on him and did exactly what would turn him on ........and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black and Decker&lt;/strong&gt; started drilling his way through my wall ...yes , i handled the POWER drill =)..i needed the holes to secure the new lights to my wall! and yes my light is up and working!! did it all by myself and it wasn't my first btw! can't blame me for boasting ! i am a XX&lt;br /&gt;so ....who needs a guy to fix a light bulb when girls are fixing up lights ??one way less dependent on a guy !!&lt;br /&gt;but tht does not mean i'll be the one replacing bulbs....it's still a guy chore ...&lt;br /&gt;cleaned my room after that wiped the dust off my walls , wiped the cupboard tops and viola !!!my room is a little better than yours ! .....haha ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22484443-113999166783758701?l=chubits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/feeds/113999166783758701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22484443&amp;postID=113999166783758701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/113999166783758701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22484443/posts/default/113999166783758701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chubits.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-what-did-i-get-for-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01242377502724144300</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
