<?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-7403765454164879728</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:11:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Wonder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-7615481234992944586</id><published>2009-09-26T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:13:24.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog Address</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I have already set up a new blog. Please direct yourself to the following address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://vainpotgoseeps.blogspot.com"&gt;http://vainpotgoseeps.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for any inconveniences caused. May you hang on to my new blog as you have did here.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :D&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/7403765454164879728-7615481234992944586?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7615481234992944586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=7615481234992944586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7615481234992944586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7615481234992944586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-blog-address.html' title='My New Blog Address'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-5579720617609250644</id><published>2009-09-07T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:09:51.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Maintenance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLOG IS CURRENTLY UNDER MAINTENANCE. YOUR COOPERATION IS MUCH APPRECIATED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm creating a new blog. Will inform you all about the changes soonest possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-5579720617609250644?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5579720617609250644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=5579720617609250644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5579720617609250644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5579720617609250644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/09/under-maintenance.html' title='Under Maintenance'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-8655351745346326640</id><published>2009-08-17T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:05:30.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of My Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's time to tell the story of my life again..&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18th August 2009&lt;/span&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;I'm still a hunter although I know the direction I want to head to. I'm still aiming to work overseas one day. But, will there be discrimination in terms of color, pay, etc.? Challenges are bound to arise but it's not bringing my hopes down. Call me ambitious or just dreaming, but nothing will stop me from doing what I want to do. I know I will be there.. Only time &amp;amp; effort will bring me there. Like my mom said, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;'Patience is a virtue'&lt;/span&gt;. I'm adhering to this principle. When I'm frustrated, I'll recite this principle in my head. It's like a verse in The Bible that will keep your sensibility. I will listen &amp;amp; adhere to what my Godfather had said too. HE is my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LIFE MENTOR&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; like a father to me. Always there when I need him. Always so helpful &amp;amp; encouraging. I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful Godfather.. &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;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;7th August 2009&lt;/span&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;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Convocation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Venue: Wisma MCA, Ampang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Time: 1 pm - 6.30 pm&lt;/span&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;I've &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; graduated. A &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; sigh of relief for me..and my parents.. Me.. I have a Degree in hand.. My parents.. They don't have to worry about my fees and rental.. Only memories are left behind to be treasured. Now, I'm ready to face the world and spread my wings to fly. I want to fly high and far.. Fly to where I want to be and do what I like most. Freedom is my destiny. I want to be as free as a bird &amp;amp; the sky is my limit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-8655351745346326640?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8655351745346326640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=8655351745346326640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8655351745346326640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8655351745346326640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/08/story-of-my-life.html' title='The Story of My Life..'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-5813149736836200943</id><published>2009-07-27T02:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:51:36.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A result of too much things to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-5813149736836200943?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5813149736836200943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=5813149736836200943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5813149736836200943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5813149736836200943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/07/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-7013218839306456107</id><published>2009-06-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:02:26.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another job hunting sessions at Old Town, Section 14. It's another hectic day. And, shit! Does a picture on your resume affects whether you will get an interview or not? If it's yes, I'm in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F***ING DEEP SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill...Chill.. OK. I hope employers will look at my resume and just ignore the picture of me in that resume.. It's gonna turn out fine. I have to just CHILL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping hard they don't judge based on THAT picture. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*SIGH.................*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My gawd! I've just ruined my own career!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-7013218839306456107?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7013218839306456107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=7013218839306456107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7013218839306456107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7013218839306456107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/06/deep-shit.html' title='Deep Shit!'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-946622905154378616</id><published>2009-06-12T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:14:37.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love like there's no tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For what lies ahead is uncertain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Live like there's no tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For we may never live to see life again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Nikita Low&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-946622905154378616?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/946622905154378616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=946622905154378616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/946622905154378616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/946622905154378616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-life.html' title='Love &amp; Life'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-7260121297605047985</id><published>2009-06-03T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:53:27.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-ing News..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've taken a step nearer to where I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to be. So, I'm now waiting anxiously for Puan Sri Ampi's reply. But it won't be another week till I can get hold of her..meaning my work is kind of stuck at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I can just rest a little but I know it's difficult because I'm so restless now thinking of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MY DREAM JOB and SUCCEEDING in LIFE.. &lt;/span&gt;and intentions to upgrade my blog.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I KNOW I WILL SUCCEED!!! POTENTIAL EMPLOYERS, LOOK OUT FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-7260121297605047985?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7260121297605047985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=7260121297605047985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7260121297605047985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7260121297605047985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/06/break-ing-news.html' title='Break-ing News..'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-8258157935141384770</id><published>2009-05-28T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:06:26.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Effects of Recession..</title><content type='html'>I've finally graduated and reached my goal! Whew! A brand new start for me but a moment of truth..I've just begun job hunting -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economy is bad. Recession is still going. It's not getting any better yet. When will the next economic cycle going to recover? There are plenty of jobs but the salary...some are unbearable. How are we going to survive with that titsy bit of salary? Unless we live on wheat..everyday!!! That isn't a nice thought though. I've tried that and when you get bored of it, you'll never want to live on that ever..again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......My head's blank... Recession... Recession... It's definitely not a good time to start work but I have to face the fact that I have to start looking for jobs to survive and pay off my loan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-8258157935141384770?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8258157935141384770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=8258157935141384770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8258157935141384770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8258157935141384770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/05/effects-of-recession.html' title='Effects of Recession..'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-6052494959655990409</id><published>2009-04-01T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:29:19.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Wonder For Me..</title><content type='html'>Every waking moment I spent whether it's walking to the university, or just standing at the balcony, I constantly thought about past events. When memories of myself flashed back, all I could think of is how lucky I am to have a supportive family and friends despite few 'catastrophe' that has happened to me. But I am glad that it did happened, as each of the 'catastrophe' had turned me into someone wiser, mature, and more contented with life. It is a life long lesson which can only be learnt through mistakes made. Mistakes that turned me into someone better, and like a sudden wake up call that changed my whole perception about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often chase after wealth and fame that we neglect the petty things that surrounds us. We often do not stop to look at how beautiful the flowers are or how we could make someone's day by giving a sincere smile. We are so often blinded by materials that we forget the immaterial.. But now..I realised that life is meant to be enjoyed and treasured as well as the people around me. They are the ones who has shaped me to who I am today and I am grateful for it. I began to look at things in a different perspective and try to take things one step at a time.. Life is truly a wonder for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-6052494959655990409?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6052494959655990409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=6052494959655990409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/6052494959655990409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/6052494959655990409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-wonder-for-me.html' title='Life Is A Wonder For Me..'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-4949755817186263880</id><published>2009-03-31T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:31:01.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I put my piece of mind into writing but I am trying to find time to do this as often as I could if time permits. Many events began to unfold as the clock ticks. Each event have an impact on me regardless of its significance, which made me realized many things, from everyday life to things which cannot be described wholly in words. It made me think more than ever and ask myself questions that did not even cross my mind. Only my mind has its place to safeguard this. As I began to search for answers to these questions, I knew that there are endless things that needs to be completed and that time waits for no man. I know it is what I decide now that makes the difference in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-4949755817186263880?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/4949755817186263880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=4949755817186263880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/4949755817186263880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/4949755817186263880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-while-since-i-put-my-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-1280712912075556340</id><published>2009-01-27T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:58:40.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Birthday Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK. I'm going to make this quite brief. Celebrated at Spring Valley, Mid Valley. A Chinese restaurant but buffet style where you eat all you can..nevertheless I didn't get to eat much. Too busy entertaining guests. It was all family members and relatives only. But I had &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUGE &lt;/span&gt;birthday cakes! One was from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt; and the other my aunt bought for me. I mean my aunt in Australia asked my other aunt to make for me.. So touched..sobs.. And I camwhored a lot.. so you'll see some pics here. I'm not going to upload all but here are the fews that I managed to upload.. Enjoy!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296174977603546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_LFPBfLzI/AAAAAAAAACM/VPj3ct5PSdw/s320/n622085631_4936179_9138%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jonathan, Me, Michelle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I absolutely &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this pic!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296174799949734098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_K65NhINI/AAAAAAAAACE/IJsydj2SazQ/s320/ag+2000+shoot+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Cousins and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296174625253594018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_Kwuatk6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/GeacrOtANQ0/s320/ag+2000+shoot+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me Cutting My Birthday Cake&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172615793792386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_I7wmKVYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZcgZSzArLM0/s320/ag+2000+shoot+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Cousin, Alvin and I&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296170710737338290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_HM3tTv7I/AAAAAAAAABU/FImzY-Oh0uk/s320/ag+2000+shoot+421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunty Joanne, Han Han, Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296171607281709922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_IBDmJM2I/AAAAAAAAABc/4loXN-M8KK0/s320/ag+2000+shoot+438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Grandma, Me, Grandaunty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172609842604866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_I7abSa0I/AAAAAAAAABs/uuGtTNebY-Y/s320/ag+2000+shoot+455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Birthday Cake (A Gift from Aunty Joanne) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296170461852779186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_G-YimwrI/AAAAAAAAABM/2FFS8M3m_dM/s320/ag+2000+shoot+415.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Aunts, Mom and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169841504190146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_GaRj-fsI/AAAAAAAAABE/EO-_CazeaEQ/s320/ag+2000+shoot+413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Both My Grandaunts and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296168266905833202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_E-nueTvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/27rbP6AxyqI/s320/ag+2000+shoot+407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Han Han, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296167016602523106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_D11-71eI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pgEpLIU5ZPU/s320/ag+2000+shoot+405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Michelle, Han Han &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296164212690850578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_BSomTExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xAvLyOq3qmw/s320/ag+2000+shoot+406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom, Han Han, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172124487525970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_IfKVnplI/AAAAAAAAABk/jR23wPBWotg/s320/ag+2000+shoot+452.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Other Birthday Cake (A Gift From Aunty Christine) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See you all soon! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-1280712912075556340?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/1280712912075556340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=1280712912075556340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/1280712912075556340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/1280712912075556340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-21st-birthday-celebration.html' title='My 21st Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/SX_LFPBfLzI/AAAAAAAAACM/VPj3ct5PSdw/s72-c/n622085631_4936179_9138%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-5321442249966915662</id><published>2008-12-17T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:25:40.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Trip to Seremban</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;16 December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Seremban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;My housemates and Ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is my first trip ever with my housemates outstation though it's not far. I woke up at 5.00 am. I don't know why I always have to be the first to wake up. Anyway, I was really excited about the trip since it's the first trip with them and I get to see my housemate's renovated house and his cute lil' dog...It feels like you're going on your first date..instead of just one guy, this is with a bunch of people.. *sevensome* :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We planned to leave the house at 6.30 am and surprisingly, we're all on time. Since there were 7 of us, it was impossible to fit all of us in a small Proton car and my friend who hasn't had a chance to travel long journey by KTM *sshhhh....including me although I've been staying in Malaysia all my life* we decided to try once. So, my housemate dropped us at the Serdang KTM station and our journey began from there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The train was on time this time. It came at 6.53 am. Right on the dot. The train wasn't pack so we got to rest our butts. Looking out the window throughout the whole journey, there were only trees and factories and houses. Nothing spectacular that caught my eyes. But still, I enjoyed the ride although a little sleepy due to the insuficient rest the night before. I found that chattering with my housemates and sight-seeing at the same time could be enjoyable thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, after about an hour, about 8 am, we reached our destination (Seremban Station). When we got off the train, I was a little surprised to see a McDonald's booth there as I don't get to see it in other KTM stations, except KL Central. It makes me feel like some peculiar person who just came to the city. The feeling being in Seremban is like the feeling being in Malacca. It's less hectic compared to KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since we have agreed to wait at the shopping mall opposite the KTM station, we crossed the busy road filled with cars that seems rather impatient to reach the finishing line in a race. But thank God, there's traffic light so we managed to crossed after all. Since the shopping mall is not opened yet, we decided to walk to A&amp;amp;W opposite the back of the shopping mall, while enjoying the morning cool breeze which is rather scarce in KL..unless you were imagining the air pollution as the 'morning cool breeze'..Then, it would be a different story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since my housemates hasn't arrive yet, we decided to wait inside of A&amp;amp;W . Smells of waffle and burgers greeted us once we entered that made our stomach growled even louder. In case you didn't know, we were all starving at that time but we decided that we will be patient and wait for the dim sum. Through the A&amp;amp;W glass door, I could see a park with a rather big lake. People of different races and age were jogging and taking a stroll around the park. Even kids. How health-conscious people are nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After waiting for some time, my housemates finally arrived in a Naza Ria. When they called us, only then we realised that my housemate went back to his house to change to a bigger car and the worst part of all, my housemate's mom offered my other housemates Famous Amos and other things and they made us wait empty stomach. So mean.. The car was so comfortable. But sitting behind makes you want to puke at times. The car seat was so slippery that we went sliding from left to right and right to left again. And like some weirdo, I explored the car. I couldn't helped but thought how sophisticated and beautiful the car is and how I wish I could own one. And the best part of all you can open one part of the top and stand up and feel the breeze. It feels like you're on cloud nine..like in movies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, or first destination, the dim sum restaurant. We ordered so many things like we've never eaten before and gobbled and gobbled our food down. We were starving since 6.30 am, so you can't blame us. We all had 'siu mai', 'ha gau', 'char siew pau', egg tart, 'loh mai kai' and many others. I like the egg tart the best. It has a little 'kaya' in the middle of the custard. Something different and creative. The price of the breakfast is reasonable and the food are not too bad so it's satisfying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, we went back to my housemate's house. What a beautiful house he have. Two single storeys combined into one. And his cute lil' white and grey dog, named Kiki greeted us at the door. It had clothes on and two ribbon on both of its ears. So adorable. As usual, I went and explored his house. Then, played with his dog. Its fur is as soft as petals on flowers. So nice to touch and cuddle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our second destination was the Ostrich Farm. From afar, I could see ostriches. The farm looks rather plain and uninteresting. Once I got down fron the car, only filthy smell of some animals' poo-poo greeted us. It's horrible. Anyway, we proceeded to ask how much was the entrance fee. RM 8 per person. We were deciding whether to go or not since it didn't manage to capture our attention but we ended up going after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The tour guide greeted us with a warm welcome under the burning afternoon sun and we were lead to the first section where he explained about the ostriches. I didn't know ostriches are one of the stupidest animal and its brain is the size of a pea only. Even its eyes are bigger and they're huge although they're only a year old. I can hide behind them and you won't be able to see me. We then headed for the ostrich ride. The ostrich is blindfolded so it won't be able to run away. We took turns to ride the ostrich and everyone laughed at each others' funny faces as we rode the ostrich. We climbed from the back and sat on the ostrich's back while their wings will be lifted up and be placed on our lap. When we hold their wings tightly and we're ready, it will start to walk. The most difficult part is to balance yourself while the ostrich walks. I even got the chance to stnad on 2 ostrich's eggs. Its size is appoximately the size of a rugby ball. And, I was freaking scared I break it when I stood on it. My heart was pounding really quickly..dup dup dup dup....Smiling for the camera and making sure that the eggs don't break is scary but a once in a lifetime experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, we watched the ostrich race. Do you know that Malaysia is the first country to have this? And, we are also the pioneer to bring in ostriches from Africa? The funny thing is how they stop the ostrich when they are sitting on the ostrich. They pull the ostrich's neck to the back like the gear in a car. I was laughing yet amazed by it. Then, it's time to see the products made out of ostriches' skins, feathers, oil and so forth. I bought a bar of soap made out of ostrich's oil too. Later, it's time for some FOOD!!! We tried the ostrich satay. Taste very much like chicken satay and its meat is tender so it's delicious. Overall, the tour was worth the entrance fee. I gained new knowledge about ostriches and had the chance to relax myself at the same time. After that, it's time for karaoke time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to Green Box at Seremban's Jusco. It was about 2 pm when we reached. We spent 3 hours there singing our hearts out. It's no doubt I had a wonderful time with them. We took a lot of pictures too during our whole day outing. Those who would love to see, you can visit my Facebook :D We then head to my housemate's father shop to develop those photos. Looking back at those photos really make me want to laugh but it shows that we're enjoying ourselves as well. Later, it was time to head back to KL, where I call home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our one day trip did not just stop there. We then decided to go watch a movie and it was already about 6 or 7 pm when we left Seremban for KL. We talked and laughed during our journey home but I was a little tired I end up snoozing in the car until we reached Berjaya Times Square. Some of us went seperate ways and decided to meet at Pavilion after we're done. After some window shopping, we had dinner at Times Square and decided to walk to Pavilion. It's only about 10 minutes walk. And I am glad we did. Christmas decoration at Sungai Wang's main entrannce was beautiful. Passers-by taking photos and people walking and chattering makes me feel how lucky I am to be in a peaceful country. It was already about 10 pm that time. As usual, KL is always filled with many people and cars and this is worst still during this festive periods. We crossed the busy road to Pavilion and from a distance, I saw a gigantic and glowing Christmas tree standing tall at the entrance of Pavilion towering everyone that passes it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, we went to look for our housemates and headed straight to the cinema for a late night show. The last task of our itinerary. We came to an agreement to watch Wild Child at 11.30 pm. We had to wait for about an hour before we were allowed to enter the cinema. How unfortunately while waiting, my stomach began making funny noises. It's time for nature call. Thankfully, the washroom is clean. After that, we all took a stroll and wait for the time to pass. And when the time comes, we headed back to the cinema. The seats are quite comfortable but I still prefer 1 Utama GSC's seats. We managed to get pretty good seats and the show was not too bad after all. It was a touching story and a little funny at the same time. By the time the show ended it was close to 1.30 am. Wow, I went out from morning till the next morning! My first ever! I was pretty exhausted and tired by the end of the day. So I dozed off the whole journey back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so happy and it is no doubt that this one day trip has bonded all of us closer again. And, I'm looking forward to this kind of trip again. Hopefully there'll be another one. Keeping my fingers crossed though. Hope we would be able to go out like this again before I graduate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-5321442249966915662?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5321442249966915662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=5321442249966915662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5321442249966915662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5321442249966915662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-trip-to-seremban.html' title='A Day Trip to Seremban'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-7843053796535982515</id><published>2008-11-25T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:18:21.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Materialistic Wish List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Camera&lt;br /&gt;2. New mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;3. Paid-for-continuously-a-good-anti-virus program&lt;br /&gt;4. Clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. Shoes&lt;br /&gt;6. New watch&lt;br /&gt;7. New 2-piece swimsuit&lt;br /&gt;8. Unlimited cash&lt;br /&gt;9. Car&lt;br /&gt;10. House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Immaterialistic Wish List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Endless Happiness&lt;br /&gt;2. Endless Love&lt;br /&gt;3. Good Health&lt;br /&gt;4. Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;5. Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;6. Kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since my birthday is around the corner, I probably should hint people what to buy for me.. OK. This is weird. Do people create such list? I think I'm going psychotic soon.&lt;br /&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/7403765454164879728-7843053796535982515?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/7843053796535982515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=7843053796535982515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7843053796535982515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/7843053796535982515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wish-lists.html' title='My Wish Lists'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-8791220266167409520</id><published>2008-11-04T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:00:38.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Publication</title><content type='html'>For once, I don't feel like a saddist when I write. This is awesome. Anyway, I'm supposed to finish my preparation for the coming presentation but I'm hooked to this. Sometimes I wonder the reason why I post my thoughts and feelings all here when I don't even know if I've got a single reader. This is like an electronic diary that people have access to..a pathway to your mind..scientifically and imaginarily..someone walking in your brain neurons, exploring every single thoughts of yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, by the way, if anyone who is reading this, if you happen to know anyone who knows about book (I mean story books) publication or any related field, please kindly leave a comment (that particular person's contact) here. I've got an intention to start writing. Probably bit by bit as I'm quite occupied at the moment. But there's a drive and a passion, which grows stronger each day, to start writing. Hopefully, I'll be able to publish a book some day or make movie. I know that they are people who can write better than me but I'm not going to stop trying. I know I'm too ambitious (I just can't help dreaming) and also a pessimist at the same time. I'm keeping my fingers crossed though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best that I leave this or my work can never finish. Till then, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-8791220266167409520?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/8791220266167409520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=8791220266167409520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8791220266167409520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/8791220266167409520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/11/publication.html' title='Publication'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-3017259229922110552</id><published>2008-10-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:24:35.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Time flies so quickly that you don't notice the speed of it. The semester break seems as if it has just started but unfortunately, it is the other way round. A new semester had begun and work are just piling up on my desk. There are so much work to be done with certain time constraints. My hectic life has just began. Welcome to the world of a student..sleepless nights, endless worries about assignments, due dates, tutorials and the list goes on and on. Time is precious and it would be wise not to waste it. So, this is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-3017259229922110552?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/3017259229922110552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=3017259229922110552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/3017259229922110552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/3017259229922110552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-flies-so-quickly-that-you-dont.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-6401314872114264106</id><published>2008-10-03T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:42:47.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>It took me quite some time to actually realize things that I would have never realized if things did not happened as it did. Things seem to happened so fast, like a lightning flashed across the sky above yet its 'impact' had sent a visible message to me. Something that I should have known and realized from the start. It took me quite a while to really understand the hidden message, that everything happened for a reason and it's part of my life. In everyone's life as well I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone conveyed the unpleasant news to me, I felt as if I had just been stabbed with a sword by an opponent. It hurts so much that I felt like the world is crumbling and tumbling down on me. I tried to hide my emotions but sad to say, I failed miserably. I blamed myself for so many things that I felt like there is not a single way that I would not have done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to a bookstore one day and picked up a book, which is what I needed at that time to help me understand the unpleasant things that was and is happening to me. This book had taught me how to see myself in a different and broader perspective. After reading this book, I realized that every minute and hour ticked. No matter what has happened, there is not a single way that I could turn back the time nor could I change a single thing that has happened or the fate of other people. The only thing that I could change is myself, for the better. I believe there is always room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about a lot of things, people and the things they have said to me before. I can't deny the fact that I have not gotten over the unpleasant news but I'm trying though. Then, I found a note, or rather a message to me. After reading it, I realized that I am what I am now because of what I deserve to be and get. And, how much the people around me hurt so much seeing me hurt. I know God has arranged a path for us to walk and that He will not give us a test that He knows we are unable to go through. I just have to put in my best effort in everything I do and be patient and I know I will be rewarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-6401314872114264106?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/6401314872114264106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=6401314872114264106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/6401314872114264106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/6401314872114264106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/10/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7403765454164879728.post-5785572725903893826</id><published>2008-09-21T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:55:03.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Anew</title><content type='html'>wow! I've taken another step to advancement in this kind of thing. It's an accomplishment for me. Little but significant enough in my life. I hope this is the start or a turning point in my life. This could be some petty things to some people but it is that little things that you do that leads you to success. People often does not realize the importance of the simple things in life. I mean not to the extent that one has to take into account every single details. Moderation is the key to success. So, here I am, starting a 'new' life. Life will always be a challenge but I have faith in myself that I can conquer my fears and be where I want to be. So, welcome..my 'new' life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7403765454164879728-5785572725903893826?l=lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/feeds/5785572725903893826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7403765454164879728&amp;postID=5785572725903893826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5785572725903893826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7403765454164879728/posts/default/5785572725903893826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeisawonderforme.blogspot.com/2008/09/starting-anew.html' title='Starting Anew'/><author><name>Nikita L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126292315496051519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iTJToQ32S_8/Sh4-Lv4wsnI/AAAAAAAAACg/76hDbfF1spg/S220/Nikita+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
