<?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-6585683946553001116</id><updated>2011-12-31T18:33:00.966+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Tribute'/><category term='Rambling'/><category term='Lifestyle'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Tribute to Dewey'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Deborah Wong</title><subtitle type='html'>Romance Without a Cause at All Levels</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-988837568111768307</id><published>2011-12-31T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T18:33:00.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>Au Revoir 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Flu at the final stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'll be all right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It'll go away eventually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Listening to &lt;em&gt;That Year&lt;/em&gt; and bought some DVDs. I was wondering who'll read this post. Heard a friend who've found his soulmate of similar gender. I'm so happy for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What's your ideal NY Eve gathering? Resolutions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well, for resolution #1 - publication! I'm hoping to have my work(s) to be known either in ePub or through a literary agent. I can't confirm too much here, while I'll be busy for other things as well. It has been my dream since I've flew that far to Vancouver for the course. I need some reward, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I won't be travelling. Gotta save up for &lt;em&gt;several&lt;/em&gt; necessary reasons. I do hope to finish replying my pen-pals' letters and get a job that I could enjoy - a basic monthly salary and prepping for my &lt;em&gt;dreams&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Do you wish to have more time than 24/7? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I begin to believe in horoscope as my source of inspiration. A fighter that trained from bottom pit, yes I am. There're times I want to stop, look above and take a break without forgetting to work harder later. I thought I had it all. I didn't. I feel emptiness sometimes - hungry for dripping sweat of knowledge and sometimes, love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've been disappointed most of the time. If first cut isn't the deepest then falling in love with attached men mostly get me going. My twisted mindset could only flirt with him, and he played along. There's a stint of bittersweet and raw satisfaction. Or else, men come after me for wisdom decision making. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Hello! I ain't your mother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm sticking to my writing muse, rather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Happy New Year 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-988837568111768307?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/988837568111768307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/au-revoir-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/988837568111768307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/988837568111768307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/au-revoir-2011.html' title='Au Revoir 2011'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-1463202312242134714</id><published>2011-12-27T12:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:46:50.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>Merry Belated Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...and I'm down with a flu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Who to be blamed? Please don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Was at the website of this '&lt;em&gt;person&lt;/em&gt;' lately, hammering of how lonely he is. Despite the money and fame, it couldn't purchase the pursuit of happiness. Well, nobody wants to be lonely. However, if two less lonely poeple occurs in this world, right now, it'll be both of us - the '&lt;em&gt;person&lt;/em&gt;' and me. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What the hell I'm talking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Another year has come and gone. It has been 6 years I'm in the 'club'. Until the day I have to surrender my fate to the wise cupid. People say, the more you mingle around, be social, the more you'll get to meet the 'one'. Well, I've been around for a while and had some disappointment and then just give up and be myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Who cares what others think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The gist is - how do you see yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-1463202312242134714?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1463202312242134714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-belated-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1463202312242134714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1463202312242134714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-belated-christmas.html' title='Merry Belated Christmas'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-1264230743813147658</id><published>2011-12-07T17:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:27:24.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Love Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtrwP1oEXE8/Tt8vUmdiaaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3_YKzfMevQU/s1600/fightclub3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683313285733181858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtrwP1oEXE8/Tt8vUmdiaaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3_YKzfMevQU/s320/fightclub3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The title says it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This on-screen couple has been my inspiration in writing disturbing controversial romantic elements. It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;s even better than Leo-Kate. Tragic love story aside in Titanic. 'Til today, Fight Club is still one of my favourites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Besides working and phone-calls slurring in. I've changed the website's background and created two header templates. The earlier ones looked kinda of YA-ish. This is, hopefully more mature and yet with sprinkle of sweetness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm always at work while blogging. I'll have an internet access by next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And it's going to rain soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-1264230743813147658?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1264230743813147658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-inspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1264230743813147658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1264230743813147658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-inspired.html' title='Love Inspired'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtrwP1oEXE8/Tt8vUmdiaaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3_YKzfMevQU/s72-c/fightclub3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-598255746411063731</id><published>2011-12-06T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:53:45.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Searching for the Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Though I've been experimenting my writing genre, it's safely to say I'm into sweet comtemporary romance/erotic romance. I believe in either HEA and/or HFN. Like in real life, eevryone needs love and that's how romantic books come easy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But my calling ended up the other way where I tend to branch forward into horror; the scarier and better type. My vision about saving a man from being a hit &amp;amp; run victim resulting his fell and subsequently beheaded by a Harley Davidson bike ran him over. I woke up sweating, mind you. I was driven to write this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Though I'm working on several projects all at once, I try to get it done. Other than that, I'm also working on my new website which to be advised soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-598255746411063731?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/598255746411063731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/searching-for-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/598255746411063731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/598255746411063731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/searching-for-voice.html' title='Searching for the Voice'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-2095572936254977888</id><published>2011-12-04T14:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:47:12.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>Back for Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Never know that I'm expending this blog into a website for my writing space (hopefully business). Never know that so many things had happened. Whenever I look back, I tell myself - I have no regret in coming to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've done three NaNoWriMo this year. And then several projects that I'm getting my hands on - unusual historical paranormal romance (long &amp;amp; complex genres), written one synopsis but have no idea how to start the story, and then lastly, had a few outlines about some horror stories of hearing voices and body parts. LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I've found a forum that I'm hanging onto, and yes, I have to finish replying my pen-pals' letters by this month. So much to do and so little time, wished to have more than 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-2095572936254977888?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2095572936254977888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/2095572936254977888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/2095572936254977888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-for-good.html' title='Back for Good!'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-847846995312907555</id><published>2009-06-30T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:17:32.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute'/><title type='text'>Michael &amp; Farrah - Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The morning of June 26th 2009 will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable lost icons of different decades had left their beloved fans and the world with peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of one of the Charlie’s Angels’ Farrah Fawcett lost her battle against cancer and left the world on Thursday morning 25th June 2009, leaving behind long-time partner Ryan O’Neal and a 24 years old son. And then subsequently, approximately 12:31pm, another shocking and unexpected news spread like wild fire – Michael Jackson, the King of Pop that stormed the music industry for the past 40 years since Jackson 5, died of cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure the people of my peerage will not remember or knowing Farrah Fawcett’s legacy where frankly, I was not at that era too, and the first generation of the Angels, which starred alongside Jaclyn Smith and Kate Jackson. I watched a family drama long time ago, I could barely remember the title, but then the story was about a woman fighting for life due to domestic violence until she burn her husband on the bed alive. But this blonde beauty portrayed the role very well. Fawcett’s famous trademark pearly white set of teeth and fluffy blew-up bombshell hairdo definitely earned her the 1970s era, where my mom also told me she had that done as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then here comes Jacko’s passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in that era where he topped the music chart – Thriller, Beat It and Billie Jean. Todate, ‘Thriller’ remained as the most sellable album of the decades. I remember those days when I was kicking my tiny feet in my wooden crib, with only my diapers while listening to those three songs. I used to be so afraid of Thriller’s music video until as I grew older, I thought those dancing zombies are too talented, cute and funny to watch. He’s the man who invented the moonwalk, robotic and animated dance, modern dancing, tap dancing, crotch grabbing, white gloves, golden military coat, black knee-length pants with black shoes and white socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His performance was nonetheless charming and energetic. His voice was so fine and in an extreme high pitch that definitely wouldn’t break an eardrum. He breaks the racial barriers in ‘Black and White’, punching on political and human rights manner in ‘They Don’t Care About Us’, he ‘Heals the World’ with the controversial environmental ‘Earth Song’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s remember this legendary icon for his music, art and charitable heart other than media publicized scandals, his black to white skin, miscellaneous allegations and scapegoaticism. Once a person is dead and gone. There’s nothing left for us to cry and practically it’s enough of mourning. But all we could do is remember his songs that touched us deeply, songs that we could get our butt up and dance and shake all the time and a song we could do a slow dance with our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and you’ll always be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P – ‘angel’ Farrah Leni Fawcett (1947 – 2009) and ‘MJ’ Michael Joseph Jackson (1958 – 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-847846995312907555?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/847846995312907555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-farrah-rest-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/847846995312907555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/847846995312907555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-farrah-rest-in-peace.html' title='Michael &amp; Farrah - Rest In Peace'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-8969114731738824428</id><published>2009-05-13T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:25:26.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to Dewey'/><title type='text'>Dewey Readmore Books Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder when I can get over this orange cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't think I would even after finished this book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even half way, I realised something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...Dewey's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love is unconditional."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This cat loves every patron in the library and everyone who wants to come to pat him, or just to see him. One very good example is that a disabled girl actually could make a sound due to Dewey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why go so far, for Pouncer, as an example - he loves me whether or not I have makeups on, whether I had a bad hair day, whether i'm sick due to indigestion and vomitted 7 times at night, rich or poor, pet loves us in whatever forms we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I really want to have a pet someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Does that mean I don't need love from a man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-8969114731738824428?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8969114731738824428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dewey-readmore-books-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/8969114731738824428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/8969114731738824428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dewey-readmore-books-part-ii.html' title='Dewey Readmore Books Part II'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-5653039031281966156</id><published>2009-05-12T10:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:42:45.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to Dewey'/><title type='text'>Dewey Readmore Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm still half-way reading and yet I'm practically, absolutely hooked and simply - this book is just unputdownable. Don't ask me why. The moment I walked into the bookstore. My hands immediately grab this book and then at no time, I was reading the synopsis over and over again. Until I told myself - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Geez, you have to grab it N.O.W!!!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SgjbZwUT6GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v1hHijMpQ2Q/s1600-h/dewey.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334754994133657698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SgjbZwUT6GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v1hHijMpQ2Q/s320/dewey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so so into this non-fiction lately. I don't want to finish this due to the fact I'm demanding to know more about this orange male feline. He's not only adorable but well, sounds like Pouncer, the orange feline I'm co-owning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To those who know me, I extremely love cats. Probably it runs in my family. Cats, somehow will have a kind of special charisma towards people. The way they flop on the legs, the way they ask to be patted, love to give signal whenever they're hungry, love to walk beside you, wants to be a human's company, get restless very easily but then again always have their quiet time to be alone. And when they're alone - do not ever disturb their peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What Dewey and Pouncer having in common are: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.) Loves Fancy Feast &amp;amp; Purina Friskies - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.) Sleep near a machine that generates heat (for Dewey is the library's copier, while for Pouncer is the fridge) - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hates construction, dog barking or any loud disturbing noises - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.) Love the sound of his food being zipped open or the shake of his food&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.) Dislikes plastic bags&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;checked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The motto: I will always love cats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P/S: I still owe 'someone' a movie review on Undercover. *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-5653039031281966156?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5653039031281966156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dewey-readmore-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/5653039031281966156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/5653039031281966156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dewey-readmore-books.html' title='Dewey Readmore Books'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SgjbZwUT6GI/AAAAAAAAAGU/v1hHijMpQ2Q/s72-c/dewey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-286076923293166693</id><published>2009-05-08T18:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:30:39.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Dear God by Avenged Sevenfold (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday's insurance training was tired and yet fun. The speaker was undeniably insane. Guess only he can make Motor Insurance Underwriting so interesting. I went to Kinokuniya (walked from Concord Hotel) to collect my book - September of Shiraz by Dalia Sofer. I'll post a comment after reading the book; one day. Others I've found are - Prague by Arthur Phillips, The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson, A Message in the Bottle by Nicholas Sparks and Skylight Confession by Alice Hoffman.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mother's Day is this Sunday. I've bought a card for my mom from kinokuniya - Hallmark brand. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coincidently switched to MTV the other day and then fallen for this song instantly, like love at first sight. Just loving this song no matter how many time I'm listening to it. The original version is 6:34 mins, while the album version is 4:34 mins. It was taken from their self-titled album - Avenged Sevenfold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I recall all the words you spoke to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't help but wish that I was there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back where I'd love to be, oh yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I left her when I found her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing here for me on this barren road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no one here while the city sleeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and all the shops are closed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't help but think of the times &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've had with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all need that person who can be true to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some search, never finding a way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before long, they waste away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found you, something told me to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gave in, to selfish ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And how I miss someone to hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when hope begins to fade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lonely road, crossed another cold state line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hold her when I'm not around,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I'm much too far away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all need the person who can be true to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I left her when I found her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;’Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm missing you again oh no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-286076923293166693?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/286076923293166693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-god-by-avenged-sevenfold-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/286076923293166693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/286076923293166693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-god-by-avenged-sevenfold-2008.html' title='Dear God by Avenged Sevenfold (2008)'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-7817461973908176325</id><published>2009-04-17T13:36:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:25:33.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>David Cook: American Idol Season 7 Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SegpZ640H6I/AAAAAAAAADM/9yl-1bNbTqM/s1600-h/david-cook-nc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325552084646633378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SegpZ640H6I/AAAAAAAAADM/9yl-1bNbTqM/s320/david-cook-nc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the first ‘Hello’ to ‘I Don’t Want To Miss A Thing’, David Cook’s Light On did it again, topping the Billboard Hot 100 Adult Contemporary chart at Number 4. Like an alchemist, instead of turning metal into gold, in his audition he turned slow ballad into slow rock numbers, vowed many fans across the globe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As an American Idol champion for the year 2008, viewers voted for him and he had made great promises to sing the song of his choice with his own style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Girls swoon for his voice and look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But this guy is here to stay especially he has been working hard for the up-coming tour. Let alone for his support for Brain Cancer Charity. Maybe mistaken for following the foot-step of (Chris) Daughtry (Top 6 of American Idol Season 6), but with his prolong style and singing tactic...he sure to have his own! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Click the url below for David Cook's version of - Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHo5I811n0k"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHo5I811n0k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a video on my current favourite - Light On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DS-movP04Lw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DS-movP04Lw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-7817461973908176325?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7817461973908176325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-cook-american-idol-season-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/7817461973908176325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/7817461973908176325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-cook-american-idol-season-7.html' title='David Cook: American Idol Season 7 Winner!'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SegpZ640H6I/AAAAAAAAADM/9yl-1bNbTqM/s72-c/david-cook-nc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-2055774316059245389</id><published>2009-04-09T09:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:41:08.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Review on PS I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first three chapters of each manuscript are important to determine of whether it’s fit to get published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get my hands on any novels, I have my personal three-point checklists to a good fiction:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Captivating title - checked&lt;br /&gt;2. Characters’ development - checked&lt;br /&gt;3. The weight of plot - checked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahern’s ability to finish this debut of hers while pursuing her Degree in Journalism and Media Studies, can guaranteed a two thumbs up to her. On the other hand, first novel topped the international bestseller list, receiving praises from overseas magazines like Glamour, Cosmopolitan, Company and In Style. But then again, bearing in mind that this 2004 masterpiece had scripted into movie in 2006, which starred Hilary Swank and Gerald Butler received yet another acclaimed major box office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the daughter of former Ireland Prime Minister, her work has been criticised for being nepotistic. Well typically enough, it barely touches on the surface and the work structure is nothing much special but common knowledge of yet another sappy romantic love story of both from childhood sweetheart to now once a happy couple; until a beloved, close to perfect husband Gerry suffered with disease and then died, leaving the widow Holly behind, who then started to reminiscent all this deceased person have left and what she should be doing wasn’t enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the reason I purchase this book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to look at how she strives through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But blame me for couldn’t control the passion of those beautiful notes that sweet Gerry wrote in each envelope that he labelled it according to month and each signed with PS, I Love You. Those notes were full of encouragement, leading and bold. The guidance he provided through expressing words, throughout the novel as if he’s the leading man that is still breathing in Holly’s chapters of journey. There’re bittersweet surprises as he kept in store for his wife whilst she opens the envelope when the clock hits twelve midnight sharp, like a child waiting for her favourite cartoon show to be aired or cotton candy in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, the first three chapters did, somehow caught my attention, disregard of the literary point of without much on description of picturesque and plain-pretty straightforward. It’s suitable for leisure reading, with a cuppa over rainy days that do not need to decipher what the author’s message is. It’s definitely a woman’s fictions so to speak. Expression of moans and groans of ‘oh’ or ‘oh, so sad’ can be heard, randomly. Tension may ceased, but the solemnity and melancholic feeling we feel with Holly, is what Ahern wants us to appreciate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget all the scepticism, as another romantic fiction; it reflects a love and fate that how it reflects and effects one self. Stories of a lover dying is very common, but with writing love letters or recording messages by using a cam-recorder are even much to be expected. Here, the deceased is afraid of how the other party is going to live without them especially, Holly who depending so much on Gerry in almost everything. So, here come the notes – so that Holly could look forward to life after today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With some heart-felt similarity with Nicholas Sparks' The Notebook, Ahern has done her debut well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SeQGDUo4YaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2NrFrEukCQ4/s1600-h/CeceliaAhern_PSILoveYou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324387313608319394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SeQGDUo4YaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2NrFrEukCQ4/s320/CeceliaAhern_PSILoveYou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SeQGRmDkG5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/x09lrL9CyII/s1600-h/ps-i-love-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324387558801808274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SeQGRmDkG5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/x09lrL9CyII/s320/ps-i-love-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-2055774316059245389?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2055774316059245389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-on-ps-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/2055774316059245389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/2055774316059245389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-on-ps-i-love-you.html' title='Review on PS I Love You'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SeQGDUo4YaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2NrFrEukCQ4/s72-c/CeceliaAhern_PSILoveYou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-3991466983274667019</id><published>2009-04-08T14:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:41:39.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute'/><title type='text'>Let the Rumours Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I normally don't write a note to pay tribute to someone. I think when a life is gone. It's sadly wasted and wished that person have a good life on the other side. What more when a celebrity that so-called had been reported wasted his whole life on drugs. And please, people come and go every seconds. Life is like an atomic bomb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was marked as the first anniversary of Heath Ledger's death. The reports of media regarding his drugs abusing scandals and suicides still going on except it was more decorative. However, let's put it this way, a year later, I still feel this guy's legacy live on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On 22/01/2008 was the most shocking day for the film industry for losing one of the brightest stars. It shocked me as well when I log into Yahoo! and saw this. Pictures of him were everywhere, fans displaying candles and hand-made cards outside his apartment, tributes, rumours of his death and also a rather solemn and yet lay-low funeral in Perth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We may only know this person superficially based on the media reports. He has basically everything - stardom, talent, young and handsome. Perhaps, behind the scene, there were more unscene footages of this fragile being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching E! True Hollywood Story the other day, once again was taken by his charisma. I still remember the first time I went to cinema to watch his movie - A Knight's Tale with a friend of mine. My friend told me the main character is so cute and he is an Australian named Heath Ledger. A Knight's Tale was one of the tales in Geoffrey Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. After that, '10 Things I Hate About You' and 'Four Feathers' had earned him praises throughout. I watched basically most of his movies and I love his acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He took many challenging roles to prove his ability especially he was going to the extreme in 'Dark Knight' and he didn't feel comfortable when he was nominated in 'Brokeback Mountain', what more if he would to win. Many may think he had weird character of rather shy away from the nomination and the winning title. But hey, that is what he is. He, who only want to show his talent in work professionally and did not want to face the spotlight for he thought it is necessary especially when it comes to his private life. He went through interviews and...perchance, he need to work on how to handle the media's pressure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a common people like me, or you who would want our privacy being exposed. I don't know about you, but not me definately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His death - stirred the world in total. So many speculations and unending rumours of him in suicide. In THS, there were some indirect reasons to reflect him in planning his 'ending journey' along the way. First, he went back to Perth for Christmas and then he called the Australian Media to thank them for supporting him. You may see it coming. You may think he had planned it. But taking into consideration he was shooting 'The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus' and planned for more movie roles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hence, one has to stop the speculation for this precious person will go on as a young legend. A person is now resting in peace. Definately it is way better to stop the gueesing and whatever it is, the truth behind the facade, let it dies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322210655976074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdxKZLFArkI/AAAAAAAAABk/oHGPlD-G2Co/s320/7adc0b5529022a44.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Heath Andrew Ledger: 1978-2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;© Deborah Bie’s article – taken from Facebook’s Notes on 22/01/2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-3991466983274667019?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3991466983274667019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-rumours-rest-in-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/3991466983274667019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/3991466983274667019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-rumours-rest-in-peace.html' title='Let the Rumours Rest in Peace'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdxKZLFArkI/AAAAAAAAABk/oHGPlD-G2Co/s72-c/7adc0b5529022a44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6585683946553001116.post-1934495196766985022</id><published>2009-04-08T13:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:30:59.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Another Day...Another Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life goes on as usual, with a little change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have said it’s the beginning of every great day. Let’s forget about what happened yesterday. I was too tired to remember. My mind tells me not to linger into unnecessary things and yet it should be deleted at the moment I wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ones says – yesterday had passed; no point to turn back the clock; more things to come when you’re least expected. Just don’t lay your hands idle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s damn true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day, like I’ve mentioned changed - due to Pouncer, the neighbour’s yellow tabby cat with crooked V-shaped tail visits the home with his loud ‘Miao’ for food and comfort. Having not so much fun in munching his daily supply of Ocean Fish flavoured Friskies like previously. All thanks to Friskies’ Feast Best, or whatever, you call it. It’s a sample product courtesy from Purina. It has turkey, beef, chicken, tuna, mackerel, and vegetables – all in one melting pot cooked and locked to its finest taste. The product has already hit the market with 400g selling at RM 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about marketing placement, even pet food has so many choices, free gifts like shampoos, fleece blankets, bathing towels to be given away with each stipulated purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will it be proper for human too? Just pour out the food and chew it and then wash it down with drinking water. I’m sick of asking myself what to eat everyday. LOL! This came to me when Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson took a challenge by munching dog’s biscuits during one of the interviews, promoting their latest movie – Marley &amp;amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know having Pouncer coming over allows me to learn so much. First, I learn how to carry him (believe me he’ll make his body like a soft unleavened dough), his body language, each purr and every hissing makes a huge different especially the higher pitch or the lower pitch (cats with tenor and bass clef). Dad bought a book at Popular bookstore the other day in order to learn about the various breeds of the cats, their origin, lifestyle and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouncer has a habit: he never likes me, or any of my family members reading newspaper (especially the flipping of newspaper causes annoyance to him). It’s confirmed when one night I caught him sleeping on the floor; I took my novel, starting to read. I keep the flipping of pages softly while my left foot was stroking his back, and another like pillow on his head. He woke up instantly, looked at me and peeped before intending to claw my novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other habits: loves to relax with his folded paws (ever try to touch him, he’ll grumbles), resting by stretching his body similarly to a freshly roast pork, sometimes peeping at us walking by and listens to our conversations pretentiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite foodie: Friskies, Kurma chicken and fried fish – limited yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats love fresh raw food. Really. I’ve seen Pouncer and his pal; Columbus (black stray tabby that never wants to be touched and yet loves to flop on my legs) intruded into one of my neighbour’s kitchen savouring on fresh chicken drumsticks. Being in the feline family, domestic cats have been made to accompany humans and being around us constitutes into some tameness, at least. But do not give them fresh meat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of April, I’ll be finishing my Motor Insurance subject and I can’t wait to explore Kinokuniya once more. I haven’t been there for ages. There’re so many English novels I want to purchase, hanging out at the Chinese sections in a bit for their fashion magazines, stocking up a few of their cute greeting or friendship cards to be sent to my pen-pals and spending hours of unlimited times just me and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m back to work on the love of my life – Fiction writing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Q: Ever wonder lizards if they’re as huge enough like Komodo living in our household? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6585683946553001116-1934495196766985022?l=graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1934495196766985022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-dayanother-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1934495196766985022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6585683946553001116/posts/default/1934495196766985022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://graciedeborahbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-dayanother-story.html' title='Another Day...Another Story'/><author><name>Deborah Wong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18050246368229507194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o2aQV3ko4QM/SdwdQ-v9mWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/TJqJRSLhIwY/S220/deborah+bie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
