﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>arlyne's Xanga</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from arlyne</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Saturday, September 19, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/712435681/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/712435681/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 16:30:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="5" face="monotype corsiva"&gt;Looking out, looking back across the sky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO WHOEVER WHO READS THIS AND CELEBRATES THE OCCASION. &lt;br&gt;MAY IT BE A GREAT ONE FILLED WITH LOVE AND LAUGHTER AND GOOD FOOD.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The university is taking a week off for the Raya or Eid Mubarak holidays and I had no plans of going back to Kuching. Raya holidays have always been best celebrated in Kuching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I personally think so)&lt;/span&gt; with the abundance of good food and equally wonderful hospitality.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On another note, I hate being broke. It's such a horrible attribute. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; A less depressing event - last Wednesday evening, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;Karth&lt;/span&gt; celebrated her 22nd birthday a week earlier at Mist, Bangsar since most people will back home for the holidays. &lt;br&gt;Here are some photos (there were 100++ photos in total) from the evening:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Been posting photos as blog entries. A bit lazy to blog, I must admit. So enjoy looking at them yeah? K thanks bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xa1.xanga.com/004f761732135254976049/b202722573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0140" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xa1.xanga.com/004f761732135254976049/z202722573.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I was the science nerd among the law geeks. UM is one! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x28.xanga.com/d03f721712132254976048/b202722572.jpg"&gt; &lt;img title="IMG_0141" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x28.xanga.com/d03f721712132254976048/z202722572.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Oh, but Varun the other science nerd arrived later so I was not the only nerd. Hehe!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x5a.xanga.com/96df7217d2132254976055/b202722579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0199" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x5a.xanga.com/96df7217d2132254976055/z202722579.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Karth-loves-to-pose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xe8.xanga.com/9eef7417d7435254977728/b202724105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0156" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe8.xanga.com/9eef7417d7435254977728/z202724105.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The accidental camera angle photo taken by Tharish. Mwahaha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xfc.xanga.com/451f751732135254976059/b202722583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0233" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xfc.xanga.com/451f751732135254976059/z202722583.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Surjit and Varun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xd2.xanga.com/047f5114d5333254976060/b202722584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0236" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xd2.xanga.com/047f5114d5333254976060/z202722584.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Then Surjit tried to show Tharish some moves - mostly hand gestures lar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x4d.xanga.com/230f401ad5332254976046/b202722570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0300" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x4d.xanga.com/230f401ad5332254976046/z202722570.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xe8.xanga.com/cd0f701737435254977727/b202724104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0147" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe8.xanga.com/cd0f701737435254977727/z202724104.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Amreeta, Jira, Tharish&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x82.xanga.com/485f461737432254977732/b202724109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0231" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x82.xanga.com/485f461737432254977732/z202724109.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x37.xanga.com/343f54e250633254977730/b202724107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0224" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x37.xanga.com/343f54e250633254977730/z202724107.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Jira started to be rather happy and contented and bubbly..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xe6.xanga.com/606f5b1450633254977733/b202724110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0254" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe6.xanga.com/606f5b1450633254977733/z202724110.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;And this is the happy JIra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/S:&lt;/span&gt; Lousy Xanga cannot upload portrait-view photos. At least provide a button to rotate them! &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;*Emo*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/712435681/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, September 14, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/711956247/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/711956247/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 03:50:44 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;I've made a mess of me, I wanna get back the rest of me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Initially, I wanted to rant but am too exhausted mentally to do so because this morning's Organic Chemistry quiz on enols and enolates practically sucked a whole lot of life out of me. I only had 4 hours of sleep. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some updates. I..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..went for camp,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xe4.xanga.com/eeaf704006635254611699/b202409584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="9524_257620615553_561780553_8704145_4883852_n" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe4.xanga.com/eeaf704006635254611699/z202409584.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xfe.xanga.com/f1a84226294a8254611700/b202409585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="9524_257622095553_561780553_8704177_1048561_n" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xfe.xanga.com/f1a84226294a8254611700/z202409585.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..said goodbye to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 255);"&gt;Lee Fuan&lt;/span&gt; who left for Singapore to work,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xcb.xanga.com/1c2f2b4016130254611705/b202409589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="9635_102712756408502_100000093333546_76426_551214_n" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xcb.xanga.com/1c2f2b4016130254611705/z202409589.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..said goodbye to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(191, 64, 128);"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; who went to the UK for the final year of her law degree,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x79.xanga.com/936f274076130254611704/b202409588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0066" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x79.xanga.com/936f274076130254611704/z202409588.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..and went for a karaoke session with my university seniors and friend to spend some time with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(64, 64, 191);"&gt;Anand&lt;/span&gt; before he leaves for Johore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x57.xanga.com/052f344b19331254611711/b202409595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0136" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x57.xanga.com/052f344b19331254611711/z202409595.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I've been feeling pretty emo lately since I had to say quite a number of goodbyes and some things in university and life hasn't been particularly smooth-sailing. &lt;br&gt;Once again, I really dislike year 2009. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/angry.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/711956247/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, August 23, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710368200/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710368200/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 16:51:27 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;The Annoying Saga: Episode 1?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lets just assume it's episode 1 even though I'm well aware that it's probably episode &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;-th. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person Number One:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(64, 112, 16);"&gt;"How many pages long should the LC (liquid crystal) assignment be?"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 112, 16); font-style: italic;"&gt;"How long is yours?"&lt;/span&gt; etc.&lt;br&gt;So I haven't got to writing the essay for the assignment on the &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;application of lyotropic liquid crystal in drug encapsulation using nanoparticles for a more effective drug carrier system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;I'm a geek. OK, I get it.&lt;/span&gt;) but stop asking me whether I've done it or not. Argh!!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;*Roars*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person Number Two:&lt;/span&gt; Gives off a "holier than thou" vibe. I'm too irritated to describe. Once an utterly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caya&lt;/span&gt;-ish person, will always be an utterly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caya&lt;/span&gt;-ish person no matter how one tries to appear more sophisticated and intelligent. Sorry. But a bit of epic fail here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person Number Three:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(231, 159, 88);"&gt;"Do you have *this* and *that*?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(64, 112, 16);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(231, 159, 88);"&gt; "And please help me to do *this* and *that* and *that* because I am so busy entertaining a certain being whose pockets are pretty stuffed with papers marked with a former head of state that I am not able to do a whole bunch of other stuff which includes responsibilities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not in those exact words, but yeah. Somewhere along those lines. Sometimes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hrmm.. Why am I irritable?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uh oh. Might be hormones.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;*Thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lousy hormones!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710368200/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, August 21, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710220767/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710220767/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 14:43:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;Looking Asean&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Someone knocked on my door this afternoon and tried to sell some coupons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(32, 96, 64);"&gt;"I have a friend called Arlyne,"&lt;/span&gt; she said. &lt;span style="color: rgb(32, 96, 64);"&gt;"But she's a Filipino."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, at least this time she didn't think I'm Filipino as opposed to my almost weekly encounters with people around KL who casually mistaken me for a citizen of every other Asean country except Malaysia. With the Philippines being a favourite choice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://x42.xanga.com/a2ff31e1c5531252736800/b200774430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5974" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x42.xanga.com/a2ff31e1c5531252736800/z200774430.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Taken at Tanah Lot, Bali&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Always the foreigner in my own country. &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On another note, I often come across official forms giving options for race as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Malay, Chinese, Indian and Others"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;I obviously fall under the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Others"&lt;/span&gt; category, but so do actual foreigners in this land. &lt;br&gt;So, there isn't much difference between myself and say for example, a Vietnamese?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back to my previous point, somebody please do educate the West side of the country on the looks of the natives on the East side.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The East side rocks. Now, we're TRULY Asia. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/710220767/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 17, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/709935789/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/709935789/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 15:01:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;Relationships and the opposite sex&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So my friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 255);"&gt;Sebby&lt;/span&gt; posted on Facebook,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"who needs girls and relationships when you have root beer and donuts?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To which I replied,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"who needs guys and relationships when you have chocolate and shoes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somehow the conversation ended on how to open jars.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I won. Haha! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/709935789/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, August 02, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708752129/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708752129/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 15:33:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm so drugged by sleep that it hurts. Ouch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's a quick (I hope) rant since I have class at 9.00am later.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It has been awhile since I last encountered a person who particularly irritates me on a scale of 1 to 10 to actually fall within the high 9 to 10 range. I suspect that the person reciprocates the very same emotion (although I have had no recollection of how I've wronged the person) because a number of people is also aware of it, even novices to our common institution. Therefore, I ain't being paranoid this time of round.&lt;br&gt;I noticed that he (or she, but take your pick) has a tendency to insinuate superiority and is pretty unpleasant more often than not. He is occasionally nice as opposed to being PERPETUALLY nice to a certain friend of mine, which has even spark speculations that even my friend has noticed since she (or he) is not a dumb duck, mind you. Besides the obvious display of favoritism, I do appreciate his contribution, passion and zeal to achieve a shared goal. Well, on another note, I previously couldn't get along with the person's sibling (I did try on my defence) who apparently is not too fond of the person either but family squabbles are none of my business.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I guess I'm being pretty patient and shall remain so as that person may not be in town much longer. I'd prefer to limit the possibility of a messy confrontation. For I like to live in peace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Patience and peace, baby. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708752129/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, July 26, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708172628/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708172628/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 13:52:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;I've been lazy.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like seriously lazy that even a cat of the Siamese breed would be more industrious in comparison.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An overdue industrial training report regarding my experience and work with canned concentrated milk stares at me incessantly while I distract myself with different things often unrelated to it. I feel.. Unenthusiastic. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Frankly, I'm just sick and tired of my course. &lt;br&gt;This arduous and pretty torturous course of three years - and I took an extra semester to nicely space it out (didn't seem to work considering I'm taking two papers which I initially refused to, but what other choice do I have?) thus prolonging my mental and emotional suffering. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Although, I suspect it would not have been so painful had I not set standards for myself. Yet I do not work that way. I have standards.&lt;br&gt;I was a brilliant kid &lt;span&gt;(WAS is a past tense verb)&lt;/span&gt;. So now the least I could do to salvage the downward spiral I lead myself into is to finish this course by doing more than just fine - a second class upper graduate, baby!&lt;br&gt;But I'm no self-masochist, mind you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It has not been an easy year so far.&lt;br&gt;This lost of enthusiasm, mainly contributed by other less than pleasant occurrences and issues.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I supposed faith is all that I have left.&lt;br&gt;Hanging by a thread called faith. &lt;br&gt;Yeah. I need miracles. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/708172628/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, July 14, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/707222325/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/707222325/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:21:56 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;Speck vs Log&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It seriously irritates me when someone criticises another person for being a Christian who acts in a certain unacceptable manner yet unknowingly not realising that judgment is being made and that he/she also has unpleasant traits which displeases others. The snort and the comments even had whiffs of pride. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who are you to judge a person you've just met or barely know? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who are you to indirectly belittle me without knowing who I am and what I've been through?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am utterly disappointed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/707222325/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, July 08, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/706696958/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/706696958/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 10:42:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;Halfway through the year 2009&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I haven't had one exceptionally good day this entire year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just when life appears to be improving a little, it throws you another curve ball. &lt;span style="color: rgb(48, 96, 143);"&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most stressful and faith challenging year so far!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I not good enough? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It always seems so. &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/706696958/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, June 20, 2009</title><link>http://arlyne.xanga.com/705170347/item/</link><guid>http://arlyne.xanga.com/705170347/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 15:09:10 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="monotype corsiva" size="5"&gt;Help needed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I guess the perk of rarely updating one's blog and the diminishing number of readers (although I don't exactly get much traffic to begin with) is that I can whine and rant on the occasional day I feel like it without having people to actually read it. Ranting entries are more for therapeutic purposes rather than for others to read. Hehe! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This coming Wednesday, I'm scheduled to fly off to the exotic island of Bali for a 6 days 5 nights holiday with my old school friend, Judith and her university mates. &lt;br&gt;Part of me is excited for the trip. I mean, it's Bali! Hello? Beautiful beaches and places and people?&lt;br&gt;The other part of me is feeling pretty low since I'm having some shortage of finances for the trip. The company where I'm currently undergoing industrial training has not given me my allowance for last month and my parents are experiencing some shortages as well since it's towards the end of the month. I supposed I could choose not to go, but Judith would kill me since she wanted me to accompany her in the first place since her friends are a couple. Moreover, it would pain me to not go since the plane ticket was extremely cheap for an international flight! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How now brown cow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How to raise a few hundred bucks in a couple of days without resorting to illegal means? &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alright. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Father in Heaven, please help!!! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://arlyne.xanga.com/705170347/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>